"Young love tends to be based on nothing but feelings. The couple has not yet faced and overcome a challenge or difficulty together. They are passionate about each other. They think about each other constantly and want to spend all their time"
Isaac...
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Everything was falling apart. There wasn't anything good going on for me at all.
My mom was mad at me, Lydia still wasn't found, I hadn't seen Isaac at all, and I was completely alone.
I guess the being alone part was my fault. I had the choice to be with Scott, Stiles, and Allison right now, but I didn't want to — for dumb reasons, of course.
I was just being unfair to Scott. I was doing the same thing with Isaac that he was doing with Allison. Neither of us liked each other, and I had to admit that.
He didn't do anything wrong. I was just bitter for dumb reasons. But none of that mattered — we had all found our place, and then Lydia went missing. I couldn't keep being ignorant. I wasn't even supposed to be around them anyway... but then again, I never listened to my mom. Ever.
The only reason I listened this time was because I didn't want to be around Scott — or at least that's what I used to think. It just became my excuse.
I saw Derek Hale the day before at school. He really was the Alpha now. I felt it all over him, and he was probably already making a pack. He knew what happened to Alphas if they were alone.
He needed to build a pack quickly before word got out that he was the Alpha now.
I had no idea why he was at the school though. That was weird... but it wasn't my business.
Anything that had to do with Derek wasn't my business. I was willing to look past the fact that Scott was a wolf, but the Hales were the enemies — especially after what Peter tried to do to me. Which... I'm still not sure what he was trying to do. But I'd made peace with never knowing.
I would never get the answer anyway.
Something that was bothering me the most, besides Lydia, was Isaac. I hadn't seen him since the hospital, and he seemed weird then.
Before heading out to school again, I looked out the window. Isaac's bike was gone, and his dad's truck was gone. They'd probably left by now — but Isaac had stopped leaving early from his house. He rode to school with me. Now I didn't know why he didn't wait anymore.
My mom was home for once, but I didn't want to talk to her as usual. She was pretending like nothing happened, even though it was impossible to do.
Lydia was missing — after Peter had done something. I didn't know what, but he had a goal.
The way my mom looked at me, it was like she knew what she was doing was wrong. Leaving Lydia to fend for herself was wrong. She never asked for the bite. She knew it was unfair.
