All We Are

Chapter 11

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TEEN WOLF

CHAPTER ELEVEN

I burned the condom. Sadly that did not erase the disturbing image still plaguing my mind; it did, however, manage to spread a disgusting smell throughout the house.

Isaac had tried everything he could think of to backpedal his way back into my pants, but it was a no go. No matter how much he tried stroking my arms to raise goose-bumps, kissing my neck- actually kissing any exposed skin he could find, I couldn't shake that horrifying image his question had created.

When it was evident, I couldn't be persuaded he excused himself to the bathroom, and I'm pretty sure I didn't want to know what went on in there either. That's when I had decided to burn it, the damn ruiner of fun.

Isaac came running out when he smelt the burning plastic. He was holding his nose.

"What the hell are you doing Charlie?"

"Burning the evidence," I told him watching it writhe in the glass bowl I had stuck it in.

Isaac grabbed it and threw it in the sink running water on it to extinguish the flames. He shook his head as he exited the door.

He brushed my hair behind my ear.

"You're crazy you know that right?" He kissed my forehead and then grabbed his pants and began to put them on.

I realized I was still in my bra and underwear and threw on a shirt as quick as I could.

"No need to get dressed on my account" He teased. "Actually I should head back before Derek gets angry." He told me throwing his shirt on.

I sighed.

"So what you're just gonna pull a Wham-Bam-Thank-you-Ma'am?"

"Nope, we didn't do any wham-bamming" He grinned at me.

"Yeah, and who's fault was that? I told you to stop asking questions!" I accused crossing my arms.

He laughed.

"I guess it should have been obvious you got it-"

"Don't SAY IT!" I plugged my fingers in my ears. "And stop laughing it's not funny!"

Isaac pulled my hands away, being incredibly gentle with my left one.

"You're right, it's not funny" He conceded.

He kissed me gently.

"I'll see you later." He promised climbing out the window.

Well, that wasn't awkward at all!

xxx

I woke up to my Dad hovering inches away from my face and screamed! Dad and Stiles both needed to learn about personal space.

"What the hell Dad?" I asked slightly annoyed.

He had already given me the recap of, and I quote, "the best date EVER" last night, so there was no reason for him to be acting like an over-excited puppy this morning.

"Get up we're getting your stitches out today," Dad said, I'd almost forgot about that. "I'd take that make-up gunk to put on afterward too if I were you."

"Are you trying to tell me I look like crap?" I asked getting up and grabbing the first things I came to in the closet.

"No, you're perfect just the way you are, but I have a feeling you might want to have it when you get to school.