Some things are better kept as secrets- such as the fact that Isaac's father abuses him, his best friends are werewolves, and that Phoebe Tonsla, Isaac's long-time crush, has a rather strange infatuation with a very particular box.
【Completed July 8...
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October 1
6:26 P.M.
Derek Hale's loft
"He asked for the bite." Derek immediately began to explain upon her outbreak, folding his arms casually. "You can't blame me for this one."
"I can, and I will!" She shouted furiously, taking a step towards Isaac and Derek while Scott and Stiles stayed back and observed. "You keep biting people, and it's going to kick you in the ass one day! You know what happened to Boyd and Erica. You can't protect him on your own!"
"Yeah, about that, I was actually hoping you'd help me with him." Derek hesitated, looking to her wearily.
Phoebe's mouth went agape in disbelief. "You're kidding me, right? You go around biting people without my knowledge and then expect me to take custody of them?!"
"Guys, stop!" Scott yelled above them, ceasing all conversation. "You're acting like a married couple!"
The tension in the air was thick as fog as everyone remained silent.
"You're not actually a couple.. Right?" Isaac pointed between Derek and Phoebe, eyebrows knitted in confusion.
"NO!" They both shouted at the same time, only filling the air with more awkward tension.
"Did you at least tell him about everything?" Phoebe asked after a long few seconds, looking down at the ground.
"I told him about the hunters."
"That's it?" She growled, though she was obviously trying to keep her anger at bay. She swallowed her temper and walked up to Isaac, swiping the piece of glass from his cheek and tossing it carelessly to the ground. "Scott, Stiles, looks like you've got some explaining to do."
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"So you're telling me I've missed out on 3 whole years of cool werewolf battles and supernatural stuff.." Isaac attempted to process, pacing around the large window in the back of the room, "All because you wanted to keep me safe?"
Phoebe rolled her eyes and leaned on her left hand, picking at her nails in her right as the boys at the table with her continued to bicker on.
"We didn't want to drag you into anything.." Scott shifted uncomfortably in his seat, "You were the only innocent one of the group. We wanted to keep it that way. This life isn't easy."
