Pov: Emotions run high as Yn navigates complicated feelings with Isaac amidst Alison's unexpected outburst, testing friendships and loyalty in the midst of a tumultuous evening at Scott's house.(Fluff)
We were hanging out at Scott's house, surrounded by thick tension. Scott and Alison had broken up a while back, and now she had developed feelings for Isaac. The problem was, Isaac and I had been best friends for ages, and we had started dating three months ago. Alison knew about my feelings for Isaac all along, yet she still pursued him.
"Okay, that's enough. What the hell is going on here?" Lydia's voice pierced through the strained atmosphere.
"Ask Yn," Alison shot back, her tone dripping with bitterness.
"OMG, Alison, are you still doing this?" I snapped, my frustration boiling over. I couldn't stand her games anymore.
Lydia looked between Alison and me, her expression demanding an explanation. "Alright, someone better start explaining," she said firmly, hands on her hips.
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Alison folded her arms defiantly. "Yn has been acting like Isaac is hers, but she knows I like him too."
I shook my head in disbelief. "You know I've liked Isaac for a long time, Alison. And for god's sake, he's my boyfriend. We've been dating for three months."
"God, you are so fucking selfish," Alison retorted, standing up abruptly.
"ALISON!" Stiles interjected sharply, appalled by her uncalled-for comment.
"What?!" Alison shot back defensively, her frustration evident.
"Are you serious?" Stiles sighed, rubbing his forehead in exasperation.
"I had to have Isaac?!" I exclaimed, tired of everything. If Alison wanted to argue, then we were going to argue. "ARE YOU KIDDING?! I AM IN LOVE, ALISON. LIKE OUT OF MY MIND IN LOVE!"
"Yn, it's not worth it," Scott tried to calm me down.
"NO, BECAUSE WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO?" I continued, my emotions pouring out.
"Yn..." Alison began, but I didn't give her a chance to finish. She yelled my name again, but I stormed out of the room, heading to the kitchen to compose myself.
"Wait, Yn!" Stiles called after me, with Isaac right behind him. They found me in the kitchen, tears streaming down my face.
Stiles and Isaac found me in the kitchen, tears streaming down my face as I tried to gather myself. Stiles approached first, his expression filled with concern. "Yn, are you okay?"
I shook my head, feeling overwhelmed by the emotions that had exploded moments ago. "I just... I can't believe she would say that," I managed to say between sniffles.
Isaac came closer and gently placed a hand on my shoulder. "She's out of line, Yn. You know how much I care about you."
"I know," I whispered, grateful for Isaac's comforting presence. "But it hurts, Isaac. I thought Alison was my friend."
Stiles sighed, leaning against the kitchen counter. "Sometimes, people act in ways that surprise us. It doesn't make it right, but..."
"But what?" I asked, wiping away tears with the back of my hand.
"But you deserve someone who appreciates and respects you," Isaac interjected softly, his gaze unwavering.
I nodded, taking a deep breath to steady myself. "You're right."
Stiles gave me a reassuring smile. "Let's head back. We'll talk to Alison and sort this out."
Isaac squeezed my hand gently. "And remember, I'm here for you, no matter what."
Feeling bolstered by their support, I nodded in gratitude. Together, we returned to the living room where Alison sat quietly, her expression filled with apparent regret. Lydia stood nearby, her arms crossed.
Before anyone could speak, Alison suddenly stood up, her face contorted with anger. "I'm not apologizing to her. You know what? I should have killed you when I had the chance," she spat, venom dripping from her words.
Shock rippled through the room as Alison stormed out, leaving us speechless in her wake. Lydia sighed heavily, shaking her head in disbelief.
"I can't believe she said that," Stiles murmured, his voice filled with concern.
Isaac tightened his grip on my hand, offering silent reassurance. "Don't listen to her, Yn. She's just lashing out."
I took a deep breath, trying to steady my emotions. "I... I don't know what to say."
Lydia stepped forward, her expression sympathetic. "It's okay, Yn. Alison's clearly struggling with her own issues. None of this is your fault."
Still reeling from Alison's hurtful words, I leaned against Isaac for support. "Thanks, guys," I managed to say, my voice shaky.
"We'll figure this out," Stiles said firmly, his determination evident. "But right now, let's focus on making sure you're okay."
As we processed what had just happened, I couldn't help but feel a mix of sadness and confusion. Despite everything, I knew I had true friends who stood by me, and that gave me strength to face whatever lay ahead.
"You i know love you too" issac said looking at me
