Isaac woke up slowly with a blanket over his shoulders and a breeze through his hair. It was morning time now. Isaac was in a car being driven to a location that was unknown to him. He was afraid to see who was driving the car, who he had been sitting next to this whole time. He looked fast like ripping off a band-ade and saw Stiles axiously and seriously driving. "Stiles?" Isaac asked. "Sup." Stiles noticed he had woken up and tried to pretend like nothing had been happening.
"Where have you been? How'd you find me when Derek was following your scent. Stiles stayed quiet. "Stop pretending, Stiles! You don't think I can see that your clothes have been viciously torn off and that you have scratches and bruises everywhere?" Isaac was confused and angry. He didn't know what to feel. "Isaac, stop screaming. You'll get a head ache." Stiles placed his hand over Isaac's forehead pushing it back so Isaac can lay down on the seat. "I'll answer that question later. But for now we need to get out of here."
"Stiles, can I have atleast some questions answered so I can recollect my memory?" Isaac said with his eyes closed to concentrate on his head ache. "Fine. Don't worry about Derek, he stopped searching hours ago after he lost my scent. I'm taking you back to Scott's house but you have to promise me you won't say that you saw me." Isaac looked at Stiles curiously. "Okay, but why?" "Just trust me." Stiles said cutting off Isaac. The rest of the car ride was silent because Isaac had fallen asleep.
Stiles dropped Isaac off at Scott's and watched as Ms. McCall and Scott screamed at Isaac for being gone for so long. Stiles drove off far, far away hoping no one would see him. Especially because he now has Derek's car.
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The Untold Truth
FanfictionHis once peaceful, Beacon Hills, has become exposed to chaotic supernatural beings. Stiles disappears but it isn't just a vacation when the pack soon realizes that he was actually kidnapped. In the process something changes him.
