Stisaac

Chapter 2

It had been a nice day yesterday, I wish I could say the same about today, but Isaac was laying in bed, sick off his ass. It wasn't normal, what he had. It was really bad, and I was worried. I'd never seen anything like it. I've practically been living in the flat since I always went to check on Isaac. He was too sick to get out of bed so Deaton had to come to the flat to help Isaac. He said that it was only gonna get worse if we didn't do anything straight away.

"How can we help?" I asked, worried about Isaac.  I really hope he will make it through this, but as of right now, I wasn't sure what would happen. Deaton knew what he was talking about and when he said that it was worse than he had expected, I had lost it.

Deaton hesitated before dragging both me and Derek out so Isaac couldn't hear us, even though he was asleep we had to be sure.

"What is it?" I asked curiously and impatiently.

"Isaac's gotten a serious virus in his blood system but luckily I've come to a conclusion. He's loosing a lot of blood and he needs more of it as soon as possible. His blood type is O positive, anybody knows anyone with similar type?"

"I'm O positive, we can use my blood." I said eagerly, feeling relieved that I could help.

"I'm sorry Stiles, it has to be a Werewolf, or else you won't be able to exchange your blood, without being somehow connected to him." Deaton said.

"What do you mean?" Derek asked. He probably knew but had to make sure I did too.

"You need to be a werewolf, so that you can exchange the blood by biting Isaac every night the moon rises until the day of the full moon, that will be the last bite, and if everything goes as planned he will hopefully get better" Deaton answered. I was startled by the words that just came out of Deatons mouth. I had to become a werewolf so that I could bite Isaac because my blood was his medicine.

"Okay so I need to bite him every night until the full moon. I'll do it" I said confidently.

"No, stiles, you can't you're not a werewolf and I highly recommend you stay that way." he answered.

"I said I'll do it. This is my decision, Derek bite me." I was confident about my choice, I didn't want Isaac to die. No matter what.

"W-wait wait, we can always find another werewolf with that type, Stils you don't have to-"

"We don't have time! He is dying for gods sake! I need to safe him before it's too late." I cried out. I could feel my eyes tearing up. I don't know why but Isaac meant a lot to me, we've grown remarkably close for the past four months and I don't want anything to happen with him.

"Okay, let's do this. I've been waiting to have a smartass like you in my pack." Derek said satisfied.

"Alright, just give me a second okay." I asked and they both nodded. I went back inside the room Isaac was lying in and closed the door behind me. I heard footsteps fading, knowing they had gone downstairs. I walked toward the bed Isaac was on and sat next to him. His eyes twitched slightly before he opened them gently. His eyelids were half a close when he stopped moving them.

He looked so pale and vulnerable. Poor Isaac, he didn't deserve this, he was the nicest person I've ever known. I wish it was me instead of him. I've grown a strong liking towards him, it feels like I've known him forever.

"Everything is going to be fine, Isaac. I promise." I whispered as I stroked his curly hair gently and carefully. "Well... Here goes nothing" I whispered to myself and was about to get up when something gently touched my hand. "Shhh go back to sleep" I whispered as I laid both my hands on one of his gently

"What are you talking about" He asked, whispering in a husky and cracked voice.

"Nothing okay? everything is fine, don't worry. Just go back to sleep" I said reassuringly.

"Stiles..."

"Shhh, just please, relax." I said soothingly. I leaned down and placed a small peck on his cheek, my lips slightly brushing the pale and cold skin on his cheek. a small spark lit up inside me from his touch, it felt good to be touching him like that. His round brown eyes shone in the dim light as it held curiosity and confusion. To be honest, I was a bit startled myself of what I had done. No friend kisses their other friends on the cheeks. I released his hand and got up to leave. Before exiting the door I looked back one last time to make sure he was okay, and saw him looking up at the ceiling. I closed the door behind me and went downstairs to Derek and Deaton.

"Are you ready?" Derek asked when they saw me. I simply nodded and stood in front of him, my head held high. He came closer to me, determined to make me who he's wanted to make me for over a year now. He grabbed my arm, bringing it closer to his mouth and rolled up my sleeve. I could see his sharp wolf teeth appearing before my sight went out.