Two Sides (Isaac Lahey FanFic) {Book 1}

Qualities

"I knew the pack was going to do something, I just didn't know they'd include Erica and Boyd." Derek sighs.

"Look, Saturday is the full moon.. Maybe Saturday would be the best time to go." I shrug.

"That sounds like a good plan." Derek nods.

"Wait, if Isaac found Erica's body than.. Who's in there with Boyd?" Scott asks.

"We don't know for sure if Erica is dead." Derek snaps, walking out of the room.

"He's in denial." Peter says.

"It's not like we didn't know that." I roll my eyes.

"Taylor!" I hear a familiar voice burst through the front door.

I arch my eyebrows up and slowly walk towards the door with all the guys, behind me. "Luke?"

"What the hell are you doing here?!" I gasp, rushing towards him.

"First, I wanna know what your doing with a bunch of dogs." He gestures to the three boys hiding behind me.

"I'd like to know if that's any of your business." I hiss, pushing him out of the house and go outside.

"Maybe it's because your my little sister." He states.

Gasps surround the back of me and I look back at the boys, rolling my eyes. "It's just the biggest plot twist of your life." I sarcastically comment.

"Why are you here, Luke?" I spat, walking towards him.

"I just thought you should know.. Mom is dead." He informs me.

My jaw drops and my eyes widen. "See you at her memorial, tomorrow." He says, running from the scene.

I start falling but Isaac catches me. "Let me talk to her, guys." Isaac dismisses them.

Isaac's POV

I held Taylor in my arms tightly as she sobbed, "H-her and Luke are my only family left..."

Honestly, I felt bad. I still loved her, to death. I'd do anything for her, even if that meant going to a memorial full of vampires.

"Taylor, I'm sorry." I frown, kissing her forehead.

"D-don't be." She sniffles.

She wraps her arms around me and holds me close to her, sobbing into my black shirt. "Hey, if you need someone to come with me... I will." I suggest.

"You would do that for me?" She asks.

"Of course," I nod, hugging her.

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Third Person's POV

Taylor threw another tissue into the trashcan, before traveling back into her room. "Taylor, did you forget, your mom's memorial is today." Isaac informs her.

"Oh yeah." She mutters, picking some clothes out.

She went to the bathroom and put on a black pair of pants, a black tank top, a black over the shoulder sweater, and some black wedges. She threw her hair back into a ponytail and did her regular make-up.

She walked out to find Isaac putting on.a black v-neck with matching pants and boots. "Can you help me with my hair?" He asks her.

"Sure, how do you want it?" She questions.

"Just help me put it in the regular way for some reason it isn't working out for me.".He sighs.

She nods and runs her hand through his hair, making it stand a bit. Their eyes lock as she does it throughout his hair. Their lips move closer and almost touch until she looks away, backing up.