Watching Closely |A Isaac Lahey Story|

Chapter Ten

----Desai Evans----

What my mother had said to me has been on my mind all day. It's just not what she said either, it's how she said it. She said it as if she was determined to do whatever she is thinking about doing and to be honest it just doesn't sit right with me. Then what Derek had told me and Scott just makes my curiosity dwell more because my mother is a hunter, a coldblooded hunter. I've seen what she can do with just a knife alone and us coming to this town just because they thought something was going happening but not because something was happening. Well, those words came out of my mother's mouth when we were outside the school office, she kept saying "if". As in there is a possibility that it could happen but did not. My father kept talking like something did happen and knowing my father, he is not the one hiding something. And another thing is very strange about this; my parents are not the type to have friends. It is a part of their keep the family safe which involves them having no lives for themselves, they don't want anyone snooping into their personal business so her just wanted to be on the phone casually with someone does not sit right with me. I just need to see what she is up to on Friday before school and it will clear my mind. I am not going to tell anyone though, not until I know for sure but I can't think about that right now.

A mischievous looks comes to Isaac's face as he presses my body to his, he backs me up against a corner in the hallway where someone would have to look real close to see us. He makes sure that his hips are pressed firmly on mine. 

"How've you been very out of it today, Dee?" He asks, quietly.

"Just a lot on my mind." I reply. 

"Maybe I can help you with that."

"I don't think you can, in fact, I know you can't."

"Maybe I can help you with another problem you have." He smirks.

"I don't have anymore pro-"

Isaac starts to grinds his hips slowly up against mine making it hard for me to speak, he is really good at this being sexy thing. My eyes roll into the back of my head as his hips go slower against mine. I open my eyes slowly, seeing double vision at first. When it comes clear that sexy smirk on his is plastered on his face.

"See, now, we both have a problem and I bet we can easily fix that." 

I glare a him for being such a tease, a very quiet moan slips from my lips as his lips kisses the side of my neck gently. His perfect, soft lips are leaving a firey sensation in body and is it making me want him even more if that is possible. I grip onto the sides of his jackets, he pulls away slightly and his breath is hitting my neck; it's driving me crazy.

"I meant what I said, about me keeping things I like close." He whispers "You just so happen to be my favorite at the moment."

"And I'd like to not be taking advantage in a corner, though I don't mind." I say, quietly.

"You being feisty right now is not helping you."

He tilts my chin up so we are looking directly into each other's eyes, I turn my head hearing something slamming against something. Isaac bends down to kiss me but I put my hand on his chest, he raises his eyebrow at me wondering why I stopped him. The noise happens again, he turns his head the same direction as mine and he grabs my hand pulling me into the boys' locker, Scott is has just literally flew across the room. I run over to him to see if he is okay and a brunette woman with brown eyes comes out from behind the locker, she has a tazor in her hand. She smirks at me and Isaac as our claws come out, our eyes turn yellow and faces change. The three of us stand in a group standing in front of her.

 "There are three of you," She says, happily "You just made my job more fun."

I kick the tazor out of her hand then push her against the locker, Scott grabs the tazor and throws it across the room. Once she is us she knees me in the stomach making me fall to the ground and Isaac claws her face, he makes her fall to the floor. When she groans, lifting her head up with a titanium arrow pointed our away and I cringe at the sight of it. Those things hurt like hell and I am not planning on getting shot with one anytime soon. She shots it, we all jump out of the way to see that it is embedded into a locker. We turn around to see that she is gone, I turn back to the arrow and look at it closely.

"What are you doing, we have to go." Scott says.

"Wait. there's something on this arrow." I say, pulling the arrow on the wall.

They both stand on either side of me to see that their are a bunch of strange letters and shapes on here, it reads: Κυριαρχούν Εκκαθαριστής

"What does that mean?" Scott asks.

"I don't know."

I turn it around in my hand to see if anything else is on it but nothing, I put the arrow in my bag then we all walk out of the locker room. It looks like we actually have to tell Derek he is right about the hunters but for now I am leaving my mother out of the conversation.

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My alarm clocks goes off, I groan quickly turning it off with my hand and getting out bed. I have to remind myself never to do this again, I slip on sweats then some gym shoes and I quietly make my way down to the kitchen where I hear my mother crying softly. I raise my eyebrow not sure of what to think is going on, is she finally breaking down like the crazy bitch she really is or is she just doing this to catch me off guard.

"Mother, are you okay?" I ask, walking downstairs.

When I get into the kitchen she has her head in her hands and then she looks up at me with tears rolling down her cheeks. I've never seen her cry before, ever.

"What's wrong?" 

"We have to wait until Ashton wakes up." She says, sounding breaking.

I shake my head "No, tell me now."

A sigh comes out of her mouth and she pats the chair next to her indicating that she wants me to sit down. There are two police officer comes out of our bathroom, he sighs and then sits down across from me. He touches my hand, I look at him intensely.

"I'm Sheriff Stilinksi, and this is Officer Charles Hampton." He introduces.

"Stiles' Dad?" 

He nods his head and then looks at my mother then at me with a look of sympathy. I don't like that he is taking so long to tell something, whatever it is it cannot be that bad enough from him to be here at the this time of morning. Really, is intruding my plan to stalk my mother to see what she is up to.

"We found your father's car in a park." He explains.

"Okay. Is that out of the ordinary?"

"It is when the car has been battered and the headlights are smashed it." Office Hampton adds.

I am still a little confused about what he is trying to tell me, none of this is really making sense. My Father foes not goes to parks just to go and he would never wreck his car or for that matter let anyone else wreck his car.

"Desai, you're father is missing." Sheriff Stilinski says "We've looked all around the park, all around that area and we even checked his job, it isn't there."

"Missing." I say, quietly.

I am trying to take it all in and process it, missing? My Father, the most careful person in the world is missing. I don't believe it, I will not believe it because there is no way that this can happen to him. I don't how to feel about this because I know that he is not missing, he is probably just hiding out or something. There has been so many times where he has went "missing" for two or three days at a time, he always comes back. He would just go hideout for a couple days, like a business trip or something like that.

"I know that this is a lot to handle but we're going do everything we can to find him." Officer Hampton assures.

"You don't even have to go to school today." My Mother sobs.

"For what? I'm okay."