Broken ➟ Isaac Lahey

Chapter 6

"Stiles isn't coming?" Isaac asked as we walked to my bedroom.

"Nope. It's just us. He went to Scott's house. They have some things to discuss." I explained.

I put my book bag in a corner, happy that we didn't get any homework today.

"So, yeah. This is my room. That's the bathroom. Feel free to go on the computer or watch tv or take a nap. Doesn't really matter." I smiled.

"Or I could just keep talking to you." Isaac suggested. I felt myself start blushing as I tied my hair into a high ponytail.

"I'm gonna go change into something more comfortable, I'll be right back." I say, taking clothes out of my closet and going in the bathroom.

I put on a house shirt that was almost a belly shirt but not really, and some shorts.

When I came out of the bathroom, Isaac was laying down and playing on his phone. I laid down next to him and looked at him.

"Are you gonna make that special macaroni and cheese?" Isaac asked, putting his phone down.

"Not today. I'm lazy today. But I'm sure my dad is gonna bring Chinese or something when he comes back. He always brings food home. He can't cook." I giggle.

"Well that's something we have in common. Maybe you can teach me to cook one day." Isaac smiled.

"I'd love to." I say. "You promise to make me macaroni and cheese one day?"

"I promise." I smile. The room got silent and we both started leaning in. Our lips softly touched. Those butterflies in my stomach started to come back.

We kept kissing each other and Isaac pulled me to get on top of him. His hands ran up and down my sides and my hands were on his cheeks.

I deepened the kiss and closed my eyes. I felt Isaac's hand go to the bottom of my shirt. We stopped kissing and I helped him take my shirt off.

We kissed again before I took his shirt off. As his shirt came off, I noticed scratch marks and bruises on his chest.

He must've seen me looking at them because he started explaining.

"Yesterday, after you left, he was drunk and he came into my room while I was changing my shirt. He started hitting me with his belt."

I felt so bad for him. I started kissing his scars all the way up. When I got to his neck, I started kissing and lightly biting it. We kissed again and Isaac sat up.

He was sitting on the bed and I was sitting on his lap with my legs on both sides of him.

I tangled my fingers in his curly hair as he pulled me closer to his body. I placed my hands on his shoulders as he started kissing my neck.

I moaned quietly, causing him to chuckle. Just then, I heard the downstairs door open. I got off of his lap and we both put our shirts back on.

"Alex!" I heard my dad call. "Yes?" I call. "Stiles told me that you had a friend over." Dad said.

"Yeah, we're finishing some homework. We'll be down in a second." I lied. I turned to Isaac.

"Um, Alex." He said. "What?" I ask. He takes my hand and takes me to the bathroom. "Look." He points to my neck.

I was shocked to see a big purple bruise on my neck. "Sorry for that." He apologized. "It's okay." I smiled slightly.

I took my hair out of the ponytail and brushed it so that it was covering that part of my neck.

"Problem solved." I say. Isaac smiled as we walked downstairs. "Hey dad. You know Isaac." I say seeing my dad putting a bag down on the table.

"Hello Mr. Stilinski." Isaac greets him. "Hi Isaac." My dad said.

"I brought extra Chinese food home if you want some. Do you like Chinese food?" Dad asked.

Isaac nodded and we all sat down at the table and started eating. "How was work, dad?" I ask.

"Good. Just hard. When hundreds of people are calling you about animal attacks, you get kind of overwhelmed." He answers.

I remembered about what Scott and Stiles told us today. What if Scott's the animal that people are calling about?

"So, what were you two doing upstairs?" Dad asked. "Homework." I answer.

"Really? Because Stiles told me that no one got homework today." He explains.

I looked at Isaac and Isaac looked back at me. "Um-we-we we're just watching tv and on the computer." I stuttered.

"Alex, you better not be lying to me. Were you guys doing something else? Because of I find out that you two do anything, or if you even touch my daughter inappropriately, I will- " Dad questions.

"Dad, we didn't do anything." I lied. "Are you two together?" He asked.

"Dad!" I exclaim. "It was just a question."

Isaac and I both stayed quiet and continued to eat.

"Isaac, do you like my daughter?" Dad asked. Isaac started blushing. "I-I-Uh.." Isaac stuttered.

"Dad, stop. You're making him uncomfortable." I tell my dad. "I just want to know." He says.

"Where's the downstairs bathroom?" Isaac asked. "Down the hall 2nd door to the right." I say, pointing to the door.

"He likes you." My dad concludes as Isaac gets up and goes to the bathroom. "I know." I say. "Do you like him too?"

"This is not the kind of conversation that I want to have with my father." I roll my eyes.

"Do you?" He asked. I stood up and put the rest of my food in the fridge, ignoring his question.