teen wolf imagines

abused, isaac

isaac didn't leave to france in this imagine.
trigger warning: abuse.
song recommend: 1-800-273-8255 ft. alessia cara and kahlid by logic.

national suicide prevention line: 1-800-273-8255

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y/n tried to control her shaking hands as she tried as best as she could to place the foundation on her neck to cover her bruise.

"relax y/n. relax," she whispered to yourself as she ran her shaky hands down her hair.

she grabbed her backpack as she silently walked down the stairs, careful not to wake her father.

she walked to her highschool. finally calm when the school came into view.

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she sat in the back of class and pulled out her sketchbook as she drew for the remainder of the passing period.

"hey y/n," kira said as she sat next to her.

"hey kira!" y/n said as she placed a fake smile on her face.

"how are you?" y/n asked as she slowly put away her sketchbook.

"good. what about you?" kira asked smiling. "i'm good." y/n lied as she nodded.

the rest of the class was spent with the two girls taking notes and making funny comments to each other.

"so y/n do want to come watch isaac, stiles, scott, liam and i practice lacrosse after school?" kira asked as the two walked out of the classroom.

"sorry i can't," y/n quickly blurted out causing kira to raise her eyebrows.

"oh um, that's okay," kira said, slightly suspicious.

the following few minutes were followed by awkward silence until y/n spotted the girls bathroom. "i have to go to the restroom. bye!" y/n said as she speed walked to the bathroom. kira simply waved a bye that y/n didn't see.

the rest of the day was spent with y/n going to class and doing her normal school routine.

when the bell rang signaling school was over y/n flew out of her seat and begin sprinting out of the school and to her house. hoping she wouldn't be late like yesterday.

but before she could exit the school she felt two large hands wrap around her waist as she was thrown into a classroom.

y/n looked up to see the whole pack standing there and isaac standing right next to her.

"um hi?"" y/n said as she looked toward the door then at the pack.

"i have to go. like right now," y/n said as she tried to leave the classroom.

"y/n what's wrong?" malia asked, breaking the tension.

"huh? oh nothing," y/n said with a shrug as she tried to pry isaac's arm off her wrist that was currently holding on to her to stop her from running.

"you're lying." scott said.

"guys i swear everything is okay!" y/n said as she tried to control her heart beat while placing a large smile on her face.

"y/n-" isaac tried to say.

"isaac i have to leave now. please," y/n pleaded causing isaac to let go off her arm.