This May Hurt (Teen Wolf)

Chapter 31

"What do you want?", Stiles growls at Isaac.

Isaac's eyes burn like fire and his nostrils flare. "I'm speaking to Vanessa, not you.", Isaac says coldly.

"If you want to speak with her, it'll have to be through me.", Stiles throws back.

The energy level is rising by the second and it's almost time until I completely explode. I turn around and finally looked into Isaac's eyes. The intensity that filled them almost made me weak at the knees. "Isaac.", I start.

"Vanessa, I'm sorry if what I said upset you. I didn't mean for it too.", he told me.

"Wait, what? What did he say to you?", Stiles says, looking back and forth between us.

I stare blankly at him. How am I or should I even tell him what Isaac said to me? I've withheld information from him once dealing with Isaac before and it almost feels as if I'm lying to him now, I hate it.

"What did you say, Isaac?", Stiles demanded from Isaac.

Isaac smugly looks at Stiles as if he has some sort of hold on him. "If Vanessa doesn't want to tell you, than why should I?", he taunts him. I feel Stiles grip on tighten harder. He looks down at me, his eyes begging me to tell him the information he desperately needs. I can't though, I just can't. I don't even know what to say or do at this point, so I do the one thing I know can stop this from turning into something big.

"I'll talk to you later Isaac.", I say and with that I grab Stiles' hand and walk off.

"Like hell you'll talk to him later!", Stiles yells at me once we are out of sight and ear shot of Isaac. I turn around and stop Stiles right in his tracks.

"What is you're problem!?", I scream at him. At this point, I am so overwhelmed and my blood is boiling with anger and anxiety.

"My problem?! What about your problem! Isaac tells you something that makes you run down the hall looking like someone slapped you in face and you won't even tell me what! How about that?!", he throws back at me.

"What is your problem with him!? Ever since I have met you and Isaac, every time he even LOOKS at me, you get angry and start yelling and at him and get so overprotective! If I don't tell you something, it is not the end of the world, especially if it's something from Isaac. You're so mean and rude to him and he hasn't done a single thing to you, not a thing! He's been nothing but nice to me, protects me! What has he done to you to make you hate him so much!? Tell me!" My nerves are raging. My body is in flames from the anger that fills me. I'm tired of the constant arguments and the tension between them and not even knowing the cause.

I watch as his face softens a bit and his eyes look wearily. He takes a deep breath and than speaks. "When I first found you in the woods when Scott was attacking you, I didn't recognize you at first. I hadn't seen you in so many years. When I finally realized it was you, I was beyond surprised and happy, but you didn't remember me, not the slightest. Anyway, when Isaac first met you, I overheard him talking to Boyd about how pretty you are, how nice you seem, how there's something special about you that he hasn't seen in any girl before. I almost died at the thought of him with you. I literally choked at the thought. I told him that you were mine, only mine. That I had lost you for so many years and now that is found you, I would not let anything get between us. He got defensive with me, angry. He said it's not my decision, it was yours and he wouldn't give up without a fight. That was around the time when I said I was only being "friendly" with you and you got mad at me. I'm still sorry about that by the way. Anyway, after I kissed you and you rejected me, I guess he could feel the tension between us and made his move on you. I can't even begin to explain how pissed I was when the both of you walked in and he had his arm around you while you wore his jacket. Anyway, losing focus. What you think of Isaac is a complete lie. He's not some nice, innocent boy. The reason I am to overprotective with you when it comes to him is because a couple months ago, Scott and Allison got into this giant, nasty dispute that ended them in taking a "break". They were still together, but not fully. While on break, Isaac decides to make a move to take Allison. They were a "thing" for a while but that didn't last. Scott took Allison back, but the fact that he was able to make her be with him, even for a little while even though he knows how much she means to Scott, and after all that Scott did for him! Helping him through his family problems, showing him how to be a good guy, even letting him live in his house after Derek threw Isaac out of his, don't ask about that. He betrayed Scott, but Scott forgave him. Now I'm not the type to allow someone like him take my girl away from me. I just won't allow it. I have lost you for what seems like forever and I will not ever let it happen again. I don't care what Isaac "feels" about you, I won't lose you."

Stiles story has left me speechless and breathless. I am almost unable to even process what he's just told me. I am unable to even right now. I can't even think of anything to say so I stay silent.

"Vanessa.", Stiles says as he lifts my chin with his index finger, forcing me to look at him. We stare at each other for some time. I had never knew that his story would be at this level. I almost don't want to believe him. There is no way Isaac did something so terrible. Isaac might seem to have his ways of being a little forward but there is no way he could have done this and yet I couldn't deny the emotion in his eyes, pleading for me to understand him. Should I? Stiles has never given me any reason not to trust him, but still. This seemed a little much. I didn't know what to think and all this was sucking the life out of me.

Suddenly, I hear the bell ring. I jump at the sound. It's only the first day, second period and for the first time in my life, I am late. I groan at the realization.

Stiles sees my distress, concern leaking from his eyes. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make you late.", he says frantically.

I just shake my head and look at my feet.

"Where's your next class?", he asks me.

"I have physics with Mr. Davis.", I tell him quietly.

"Oh! That's my next class too!", he says in an attempt to lighten my mood, but fails miserably. I sigh and gesture to him to lead the way. He begins to walk and I follow him. He grabs my hand and laces his fingers through mine, but I don't do the same. I allow my hand to simply hold there, my fingers dangling in the air. He notices my actions and looks at me, sadness filling his eyes, but I don't look at him, I look at the floor.

Never would I have imagined that my relationship would be this rocky and it just started. I can't even figure out my own emotions on this new bump in our road, but for now, I stay silent and indifferent. Too much has happened in the little amount of time I've been in school and I am literally about to explode. I am completely and utterly emotionally drained.

As we approach the classroom, he stops and turns to me. "I'm sorry. I- I don't- I-" He so flustered he can't even form a coherent sentence. Usually I would giggle or laugh at his actions, but this time, I don't even have the energy to break a smile.

"I don't want him to get between us. I care about you so much Vanessa, you have to believe me.", he tells me. He leans down kisses my cheek, but I remain unresponsive.

"Vanessa.", Stiles says, his voice desperate for a reaction from me. I look up at him, into those brown eyes, then walk away from him and enter the classroom.