"Taylor." Isaac groans, shaking her.
"What?" She asks, obviously annoyed he's interrupting her slumber.
"Can we get Starbucks?" He questions.
She looks at him and gives him a 'are yoy fucking serious' look. "That's what you wanted to ask me?"
"Yes." He gulps.
"Fine, lets go." She shrugs, jumping out of the bed.
The finally find the car, and get inside of it as Isaac starts driving. "So, on a scale of 1-10 what rate would I be to you?" Isaac blurts.
"A one and a half." She answers, glaring down at her phone.
"O-one? One and a half? What?!" He gasps, feeling hurt.
"I'm kidding you little cry baby," She laughs, "Probably 1,000."
"Hey, that means I'm pretty good looking." He inquires, smiling to himself, making her chuckle.
"Am I that hot?" He asks, staring seriously at her.
She looks up from her phone and laughs before her eyes widen, "Isaac! The road!" She shrieks.
Soon, it's too late. Taylor jumped in front of Isaac, making it so he didn't get hurt. All the two can inquire is that there is shattered glass everywhere on the road they are laying on and that Taylor is laying in her own pool of blood.
Everything suddenly goes black.
•••••
Isaac eyes slowly open, seeing he's in a hospital bed. "The hell?" He asks himself. Soon, the memories of last nights events flood back into his brain and there is only one thing on his mind.
"WHERE'S TAYLOR?!"
"Isaac, calm down," Isaac's mom instructs.
"Where is she?! I need to see her!" He panics, standing up.
"Isaac, hold on!" Melissa says, standing in front of the doorway.
"With all respect, Melissa, either please help me find her or get out of my way." Isaac tells her.
Melissa ponders a minute before sighing and pulling him into a elevator and to the fourth floor. "Critical condition center? Why is she in there?"
"The air bags broke her ribs, causing some of the bones to get in her lungs which obviously isn't good, she has a broken leg and neck, she got large pieces of glass in her head, and she broke her back which messed with her nerves causing her to fall into a serious coma." Melissa explains as they make it in front of her room.
"C-coma?" He stutters, his jaw dropping at the word. Melissa nods before letting him in and shutting the door before leaving. Isaac spots Derek, Scott, and Stiles already in her room and decides to ask, "Why isn't she healing?"
"Sometimes when you've gotten hurt in too many places, you could take the actual time to heal like a human." Derek mumbles, "Even if your a queen."
"This is all my fault." Isaac states, brushing his fingers through his curly hair.
"No it's not," Scott assures him, "You didn't know what was going to happen, therefore its not."
"No one asked you to be so technical, Scott." Stiles says, playfully hitting him.
"Guys, I think we should give Isaac a little time to talk to her." Derek whispers, standing up as the two stay seated. Hr clears his throat, "Alone!" Stiles and Scott nod and follow Derek out as Isaac seats himself on the bed, next to her.
"Y-your gonna leave me... Aren't you?" Isaac asks her, "I-I don't even know why I asked you that when you can't even move."
"You know, I'm trying to remind myself that nothing lasts forever..." He continues, "But, that never really stops me from wishing we could be forever.."
"I-I mean, I believe." He mumbles. "You know that feeling? That feeling when you just want the right thing to fall into the right place.. Not only because it's right but, because it will mean such thing is still possible? I believe it."
"And I believe you'll try your hardest to make it because your a fighter, you always have been and always will be." He states, squeezing her hand as his eyes become glossy.
"Maybe I believe that because without you, I'm waist. I have no reason to smile or even talk. Maybe it's because I'm weak without you, I don't know, I just know you need to survive."
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You're My Wonderwall (Sequel to Two Sides) {Book 2} [Isaac Lahey Fanfic]
Fanfictionwonderwall: someone you find yourself constantly thinking about all the time; the person you are completely infatuated with.