UNBREAKABLE // teen wolf

Chapter 24

I was sat in an ambulance as the police did a search on the house.
"Isabella!" A loud voice shouted.
I turned to see Stiles and Scott running towards me.

"Oh thank god you're okay." Stiles sighed coming towards me with wide arms but I shuffled backwards not wanting to be touched.
"Isabella? Are you okay?" Scott asked concern lacing his words.

"Who was it? Did you see them?" Stiles rambled on.

"W-" I cut him off.
"Alpha, it was the alpha." My voice sounded scratchy and strained. I mean, I've just been choked by a fully grown man who also has superhuman strength so it's not very surprising. Both the boys gave me shocked looks but we all turned to the house when we heard shouting from a paramedic.

"We got him! He's badly hurt he needs to get to the hospital, now!" What? Noah? Oh god please let him be okay. I slipped out of the ambulance and ignored how Scott and stiles tried to keep me where I was.

I walked over to them, both the boys on my tail. I wish I didn't go to check.
He was on a gurney, face all bloody and beat, body messed up, clothes ripped.
"Oh Noah." I placed a hand on my mouth and cried in shock.

They ran straight passed me and to an ambulance. Everything became a blur after that. All I remember is them guiding me back to a different ambulance before taking me to the hospital.

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I haven't ate, haven't drank, haven't even moved a muscle. Not since I was cleared by doctors and sent to my brothers room.

When I first saw him get wheeled out of the house I was scared, petrified. But not for the reasons you think. I was scared that if he was dead, I'd get put into foster care and I'd loose my only family. I wasn't scared of him dying, I feel no remorse and it makes me feel so guilty, but I can't help it. All the shit he's put me through I just don't think I can do it, I can't stay with him.

I moved for the first time in ours and pulled my phone out of my pocket that some how isn't dead.
3:46PM. Schools finished.
I know I'm gonna regret this later but I need a ride home. Well, I can't go home but I need a new change of clothes.
I scrolled through my contacts until stiles' number popped up.
My thumb hesitated over the call button.

Should I call him? Oh screw it.
I pressed on the call button and placed the phone against my ear.

After a few seconds his voice came through the phone.
"Isabella? Jesus, are you okay? What did the doctors say? Did they keep you over for evaluation?" Stiles' worried voice came down the phone.

"No I'm okay they let me go hours ago." I muttered down the phone, despite my hate for Noah, I don't want him dead.

"Okay, so why are you still there?" He sounded confused.

"Why do you think?" I stated.

"I do- oh okay. How's he doing?" He asked before shouting at someone in the background.

"He's good- are you busy? Sorry I just have no way in getting home." I sighed down the phone.

"Oh no, I'm not busy at all. You do know they put your house under caution? They won't let you in."
Stiles started whistling like it was nothing.

"Fuck, I need to change. I'm not staying in these clothes, they smell like hospital." I whined.

Someone started talking in the background.
"Is there someone with you? If your busy it's okay I'll get the bus or all someone else." I rushed not wanting to annoy him.

"Oh no. It's just Derek, idiot got himself hurt, he's actually starting to smell like death." I could hear the annoyance in his voice.

"Okay I'll be there in five." He ended the call in a rush. Weird. I collected all my things and walked towards the door.
I gave Noah one last look over my shoulder before walking out and shutting the door gently behind me.
A few nurses and doctors that I passed by smiled and gave me nods. When I made it to the front desk I told them my name and signed myself out considering my legal guardian was on his near death bed.