Watching Closely |A Isaac Lahey Story|

Chapter Eleven

----Desai Evans----

This just doesn't make since, that all of this happening all of a sudden right now. I mean there has to be a logical explaination for all the weird behavior that is going on here. The bell rings, I put my stuff away and go into Mr. Harris' class seeing how I have lunchtime detention. When I go in there Isaac is sitting there, I sit in the seat behind him and give him a small wave.

Mr. Harris is standing there with an annoyed expression on his face. I sit down in a table behind Isaac, he turns around and smiles at me then he turns back around. Mr. Harris start assigning people things to do, he points to me and Isaac.

"You two, arrange to closet in the library."

We all get up from our seats, we go to where we are supposed to be. I walk into the closet first then start to open a box, Isaac stands next to me with a box in his hand and he starts going through it.

"Something is seriously wrong with you, you might as well tell me now because I am going to find out sooner or later." Isaac says.

"Um, Stiles' Dad was at my house around four this morning and he told me that my Father is missing." I explain.

"You don't seem saddened at all by that."

"I'm not, he does this all the time and is back within three days besides, it doesn't really matter if he is."

"Yeah, I've noticed that you and your parents aren't the closest." He points out "Just by the way you act when one of them tries to touch you or when they talk to you. "

I pause "I've never had to opinion of being normal, you know like fully human like you and Scott once were. I resent them a little, they took my freedom away even before I was born.They've just made it worse by locking me tiny steel boxes, choosing what I can do, when I do it and what to say and not letting me be a teenager...Sounds kind of stupid now that I say it."

"No, not at all. My Father use to lock me in a freezer as punishment. It is the worst feeling in the world, being locked in a tiny place and not being able to get out. That was the reason I wanted to become a werewolf, just so I could defend myself..."

I put my hand on top of his then I look at him, he grips my hand in his then kisses my cheek sweetly. I smile widely, I am happy that I finally have someone who understands what it means to have parents that take freedom away.

"You should really come to our lacrosse game tonight, get your mind off of things." He suggests.

"Sure, I'll be there."

We smile at each other before going back to arranging the books.

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Everyone cheers as Scott makes another goal. I cheer along with the crowd sitting at the bottom row by Stiles. I glance at James who is looking at me, he smiles widely then winks and turns back to the game.

"Hey, what was that about?" Allison asks.

"I have no idea, I don't even talk to him."

"Maybe he likes you." Lydia says.

I shrug "I hope not because I have my eyes set on someone else."

My attention turns to Isaac who running along Scott. My attention has been focused on him all game, he would smile or wink at me every chance he gets and I always return the favor.

"Isaac? Good choice, he's pretty hot." Allison praises.

Finstock puts James into the game, he runs onto the field and I pat Stiles on the back reassuringly. As the game goes on our team is tied with the other and we are all in a panic about who is going to make the last shot. Isaac gets the ball, he runs with it and shoots it. We all cheer then out of nowhere James "accidentally" Isaac to the ground and Isaac's eyes start to glow yellow. As the team celebrates Isaac has his focus on James.

"Isaac is going to kill him." Stiles points out.

"Yeah, I know."

I run to the field where Isaac is running towards James who has a playful smirk on his face. I quickly grab his arm then pulls him towards me. I grab the back of his neck and pull his face to mine, I push my lips onto his hoping that it'll work. He slowly kisses me back, he rest one of his hands on upper and the other on my waist. I place my hands on his sides while he bends his neck making it easier to kiss me. The kiss is so lustful and sensual, my body heat is rising and my heart is going fifty miles an hour.

"Lahey, Evans, if your done dry humping each other then we'd like to get back to the game."

We pull away then turn to Finstock.

"Sorry, Coach, I just got excited." I lie.

I go back to the stands, Coach had sat James down and he watches me walk back to my seat. Once he turns away, he bends over revealing a tattoo on his back.Its means at the top, it is pointed like a triangle. Two seperate likes comes out of the point, at the bottom it rounds up but stops before it means. Almost making it look like a raindrop with two squares connected the rounded part. When the space is there is a point that turns into a half oval. And all around it there are unlegable handwritting written around it. I take a picture on my phone then I saw Allison and Lydia, they look at him then back at my phone.

"I think it's time to see Derek." Lydia says.