2016 January Collection

Request - Drabble Isaac Lahey

Isaac was staring at his phone as if he was waiting for something, but he had not talked about it yet and you didn't want to ask about it.

"Damn it, just call me!" Isaac hissed between his teeth and you frowned your eyebrows.

The two of you were in an expensive restaurant in Paris. Although Isaac had said multiple times that he couldn't pay it, you had assured him that that wouldn't be a problem, that you would take care of the bill.

"Who should call you?" You cocked your head and you saw how Isaac swallowed a few times.

"Look, my dad is in Beacon Hills and he was going to let me know something when everything was okay with him and my friends." Isaac bent his head and stared at the full plate in front of him. "He should have called hours ago already and I'm kinda afraid something is terribly wrong."

You stood up from your chair and wrapped your arms around his shoulders. "He'll be fine. If he had not been fine they would have let you know." You whispered and you rubbed his back.

"You don't know what's going on there..." Isaac shook his head before he placed it in his hands.

"Do you want to tell me about it? They say that sharing pain makes it more bearable." You grabbed your chair and moved it next to him so you didn't have to let go of him.

Yeah, yeah, I'd love to..."