After everything that happened sophomore year Izzy thought everything would stop. But when you know about the things she does, does it ever really stop? Junior year she justhopes things will go back to normal. Whatever normal means. But the Izzy and...
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"But if one of us dies, I hope I die first. Cause I don't wanna live without you. I don't wanna ever learn, how to fall asleep without you. Tell me what's worse losing you now or later? Maybe I can break the curse and I can be in love forever. If I die first."
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Izzy had woken up to a text from Lydia telling her she and stiles stiles almost died, and that stiles was at the hospital with a concussion.
As soon as she read the text she had went to the hospital, "Hey Melissa, is stiles still here." Izzy asked as she walked over to her.
"Yeah, come on." Melissa said and led her to the room stiles was in, "You find a tape player?" Stiles asked turning around when he heard the door open.
"No... But I found someone looking for you." Melissa said as izzy walked in. Meliss closed the door and left, "Hey." Izzy hugged him, "Lyds told me you guys almost got killed. I'm really sorry I wasn't there." Izzy said
"Its okay. Scott told me you guys almost got killed, are you okay?" Stiles asked and glanced at her stomach, "We're okay." Izzy smiled, "Are you okay?"
"Brunski punched me in the face. Turns out, he was a serial killer." Stiles said, "From everything mal told me about him, that kind of makes sense. yeah." Izzy nodded
"Yeah. What about you?" Stiles asked "We almost got set on fire." Izzy shrugged
"Is everyone else okay?" Stiles asked "Yeah, everyone's fine." Izzy said "Lydia said you a concussion." She mentioned
"Yeah but I'm okay." stiles said izzy bit into her wrist and held it up to his mouth, "what am I supposed to do with that?"
"My blood can heal you." Stiles looked at her, "Watch." Izzy said and grabbed his wrist and pulled it to her mouth. She looked up at him to make sure he was okay with what she was going to do. When she didn't see any sign of discomfort or fear she bit into his wrist, he gasped softly at the pain in his wrist.
