Watching Closely |A Isaac Lahey Story|

Chapter Fifteen

----Desai Evans----

We all in my room, Scott and I are explaining what he had just saw. There is a lot of confusion going on because none of know what to expect with her, we don't know what she was talking about or how brutal whatever is coming is going to be. How do you explain that everything about your mother trying to kill you and your friends? You can't and sure as hell should not have to. I never thought that my mother was so insane with power and how much she actually hated werewolves. I have always sensed that she had some tension toward me and my father, but nothing this extreme. It just does not make sense anymore, I don't know how I am going to come off as if she is completely normal to me when she is trying to blow my fucking head off. There is no way in hell that someone can get use to the idea of their mother wanting to kill them. Mothers are supposed to love their kids no matter what, but I guess my mother wants to show me a lot of tough love.

"What does that even mean?" Stile asks, frustrated.

"Well, obviously we don't know." Isaac replies.

Stiles looks at him with an annoyed expression then looks at everyone else in the room. And, points his hand out towards Isaac. Who is sitting behind me on my bed and I am leaning against his chest.

"Obviously, didn't ask you." Stiles says, wide eyed "It was a rhetorical question, I am sure you know what that is."

I look up to see that Isaac is nodding his head at Stiles with a smirk on his face. I shake my head because they are acting really immature at a moment like this. I just figure out what my mother is trying to do and it is freaking me out. On the outside I seem fine, but I'm really not. How am I going to be around her with this new found information? I've always known that my mother was dangerous, I just never thought she was willing to hurt her own family. And, that makes me think about my Dad, did she do something to him?

"Guys, seriously we have figure something out." Scott points out.

"But, what can we do?" I ask "There is no telling what she could do to us at any given time."

They all look at with me a sad look then Scott sighs and sits down on the bed next to me. He puts his hand on my knee causing me to look up at me.

"We'll figure this out, she isn't going to do anything yet." He assures me "We still have time to get a plan and find out what she is trying to do."

"And, what if we can't?" Isaac says.

Stiles rolls his eyes "Again, what is his purpose of being here?"

Stiles and Isaac glare at each other once more before Scott rolls his eyes at them. He stands up then grabs his bag and Stiles stands up next to him.

"Look, we can talk to Deaton this weekend and I'll tell Derek to meet us there."  

"Okay." I say then wave as they walk out of the room.

Isaac tightens his grip around my waist and I sigh not sure of what to do. She could easily turn Ashton against me, I have to watch my back around her more than ever now. I just don't understand why she would marry a werewolve and have kids with him she knew that she did not like them. It just does not make any sense to me. 

"Dee, you'll be fine." Isaac coos in my ear.

"We don't know that, she could have done something to my father." 

He buries his head into the crook of my neck, I close my eyes trying to get all of these thoughts out of my head. I do not need to think about the possible worst and I need to figure out how I am going to act around her. My mother is really good at picking up on sudden behave changes, but she'll probably ignore it because I am a teenager. She usually does when I am change my mood around her.

"You don't need to think about it right now, just relax."

"You're right, it's just hard to wrap my head around."

Isaac lifts me up and sits me down  next to him. He scoots down so he is laying his head on my pillow then pulls me down so I am laying next him. I cuddle into is side resting my head on his chest then I close my eyes feeling sleepy and really comfortable.

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A feeling that someone is watching me makes me wake from my slumber. I open my eyes to see my mother is at the foot of my bed. I gasp not feeling as safe and relaxed before I seen her. Isaac stirs in his sleep then glances down at me. It is probably because my heart rate has gone up rapidly.

"Are you alright, Desai?" He whispers, sleepily.

I don't say anything because I cannot stop looking at my mother. The look in her eye is just so different now.  All I can see is pure evil more eveil than I have seen before. I don't know what I could possibly say to her, but I know that she is not going to get rid of me so easily. She is going to think of some way to cover her tracks even if she does not think I don't know. I am going to have to keep track of what is she is doing from now on.

"Good morning, Desai, Isaac." Mother says "Hope nothing went on last night."

"Of course not." Isaac confirms.

"And, if it did it's not any if your business." I hiss.

Our eyes meet with one another and we glare at each other. She walks out of the room then closes the door behind her. I roll my eyes, Isaac kisses my forehead and I look up at him.  He places his hand on my cheek then rubs his thumb across it.

"Good morning." He smiles.

I smile "Good morning, Babe."

"You need to a break, so me and you are going to spend the whole day together. How does that sound?"

I smile then nod head agreeing to whole day together, it's a three day weekend anyway.I peck Isaac on the lips shortly before cudding more into him.

"We should get ready." Isaac suggests.

"Not yet, just another hour."

"Fine." He says, chuckling.