I Don't Want To Go

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  Isaac woke the next morning to an empty bed. He had finally stopped fucking Scott around their eighth round when he heard The Pack pull up that night. Scott couldn't feel his legs but he was extremely blissed out. They fell asleep seconds before the door opened to the loft. Isaac pulled on a pair of boxers as he walked into the bathroom. He froze in the doorway. Scott sat sobbing on top of the toilet seat.

  "Scott?" Isaac asked in concern. Scott jumped and began furiously rubbing at his eyes.

  "S-sorry Sir." He apologized.

  "What's the matter Pup?" Isaac asked as he crouched down in front of Scott's bent head.

  "I-I don't want to go to school." Scott answered as he burst into more tears. Isaac pulled Scott up and sat on top of the toilet seat as he pulled Scott onto his lap.

  "Why not?" Isaac asked.

  "Because they're mean to me at school. They call me a slut and a whore." Scott admitted.

  "How long has this been going on?"

  "Since I started at Submissive Pets. They say no Dom would want me because I'm so filthy and slutty. Don't make me go Sir. Please, I don't want to go. The boys on the teams are so mean sometimes. They beat me up after practice." Scott cried. Isaac frowned at this.

  "Here's what we'll do: you're gonna dry up those tears, then we're gonna take a shower and get dressed, and then I'll drive you to school. Okay?" Isaac said as he wiped Scott's tears away. Scott nodded.

  An hour later Scott stood in Isaac's room waiting for Isaac to bring him clothes to borrow. Isaac brought him a pair of jeans that belonged to Danny and his old lacrosse sweatshirt with 'Lahey' and the number fourteen stitched on the back.

  "Lydia has your backpack." Isaac said. They got into Isaac's camaro, a gift from Derek on his sixteenth birthday, and headed to Beacon Hills High School.

  "Be good, okay? Don't let them get to you." Isaac whispered. Scott nodded.

  "Yes Sir." Scott got a few looks as he stepped out of Isaac's camaro. Lydia handed Scott his backpack and binder.

  "Hey, looks like the slut got a Dom!" A boy shouted as he eyed Scott's choker. Isaac stepped out of his car as he saw the tears well up in Scott's eyes. "He'll probably take you back when finds out what a whore you are!" Scott turned away and into Isaac who held him tight.

  "Who is that?" Isaac asked angrily.

  "Allison's new boyfriend Matt, Sir." Scott answered.

  "Argent? Lydia's friend?"

  "Yes Sir. We used to date. She didn't believe in things like Subs and Doms and thought I was disgusting for going through with it." Scott explained.

  "Hey Scott you think your 'Dom' will let you suck me off! Bet you'd like that!" Another boy yelled from beside Matt. Isaac growled and stalked towards Matt.

  "Who the hell are you?" Matt asked. Isaac let his eyes flash red.

  "I'm Isaac Lahey. Scott's Dom."

  "Do you even go here?" Another boy asked.

  "No. I graduated last year." Isaac answered.

  "Your lacrosse jersey is in the hall." Allison said. "You stay with Derek Hale."

  "I guess that's the perfect home for Scott. You know with prostitution being against the law and all." Matt snickered. Isaac's fist clenched.

  "Listen Dipshit, I know what you do to him. If I pick him up today and he has one scratch on his body I will find whoever touched him and rip their thoats out with my teeth." Isaac warned. Matt stared at him in shock. "And like she said I live with Derek Hale. Don't mess with him." Isaac turned away.

  "Why do you care about the filthy little slut anyways?" Matt asked. "He's probably got HIV or something and that's why Doms don't 'buy' him or maybe he's not worth it." Isaac turned back to Matt and his fist connected with the side of Matt's face. Allison let out a shriek as Matt fell to the ground. Isaac went back to Scott who was staring at him in awe.

  "You tell me if they hurt you, got it?" Scott could tell that Isaac is being very serious. He nodded.

  "Yes Sir." Isaac pulled Scott in for a sweet kiss.

  "I'll pick you up after practice." Isaac promised. Everyone watched as Isaac got into his car and drove off.

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