Forgive me? (Isaac Lahey x reader)

The shrill ringing of the bell signals the end of first period. You let out a sigh, hefting your bag higher on your shoulder as you stood up from the desk. Ms. Blake had just assigned some paper on the Crucible and how it tied in with the Salem Witch hunts. She wanted everyone to partner up and write the paper together. Grinning at Stiles as he stood up next to you, you elbowed him in the arm.

“Partners?” You asked.

Stiles gave you a grin, nodding his head enthusiastically. “Definitely. After we finish it, we can kill some zombies.” Stiles said, making a gun with his hands and sweeping it across the classroom, killing imaginary zombies.

“Sounds like a plan.” You made your way to your locker, entering you combination; you opened the locker and pulled out your chemistry book. Pushing it shut, Stiles and you made your way to Mr. Harris’s class for Chemistry. Sitting down next to Stiles, who was your usual partner, you pulled out a notebook and a pen.

“Hey Sweetheart.” You smiled and tilted your head up to look into the beautiful blue eyes of your boyfriend, Isaac. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to your forehead. Even though you guys had been dating for the last 7 months, you still couldn’t get use to the fact that sweet, affectionate boy was yours.

“Hey baby.” You gave him a smile. He returned the smile, placing his hand on your shoulder. He rubbed his finger across the exposed skin up your shirt. Flashing a smile at the hitch in your breath, he pulled his hand away as the bell rang. That smile stayed on his face as he felt the rise in your heartbeat. Being around Isaac always made your heart work overtime. He just had to smile at you for your face to flush a bright crimson and your heart to beat erratically.

He slid into the seat in front of you. You rolled your eyes as Erica sat down next to Isaac. She turned toward you and gave you a glare. You and her use to be good friends until Isaac had asked you out. She had then done a complete 360 and now hated your guts, going out of her way to make your life miserable. Opening your mouth to speak, Stiles beat you to it. “Quit being a bitch.” Erica turned toward him, her eyes flashing yellow. She didn’t get to say anything though because Mr. Harris started speaking, explaining that everyone would be working in partners, making edible crystals.

Glancing at Stiles, you raised an eyebrow. “So Batman, do you think you can make this without killing me?” You asked jokingly.

“Of course Robin. I’d never do anything to my sidekick.” You let out a chuckle and started adding ingredients to the beaker.

“Stiles, hand me sucrose.” You held out a hand to him, not looking up. “Stiles, sucrose.”

Finally having enough of it, you looked up, to see Stiles staring straight ahead, his mouth hanging open in the usual Stiles’ fashion. You followed Stiles’ gaze, to see Erica running her hand up and down Isaac’s thigh. Isaac wasn’t paying any attention to her, but he wasn’t stopping her either. She must have felt your gaze, because she swung her head toward you and gave you, what you could only call a predatory grin. She squeezed his thigh with her hand, her lips curling into another smile.

You felt a red haze pass over your eyes, and Stiles yelling, “Oh my god, y/n.” you blinked, coming out of your daze, to see Erica sporting a red mark on her face, your chemistry book lying on the ground. Isaac was staring at you, his mouth agape. “Principal’s office now.” You heard Mr. Harris say. You grabbed your book and notebook, stuffing it into your bag, not bothering to look at Isaac, you stormed out of the classroom, making your way to the principal’s office.

On the way you tried to piece together what had happened. From the looks of it, you had blacked out and thrown your book at Erica. You hoped she had gotten your message; don’t mess with your boyfriend.

Sitting down in the chairs lining the wall, you waited for the principal to call you in. you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket. Pulling it out you opened the message, it was from Isaac.

What the hell was that?

Shaking your head, you typed back. I don’t know what you’re talking about.

Don’t play stupid. You know exactly what you did.

Let’s just say I don’t know what I did. Enlightment me. You weren’t kidding. You had pretty much gotten so angry that you had blacked out.

Alright I’ll play your game. You threw your book at Erica. Why did you do that?

Don’t play stupid Isaac. You know exactly what you did. Besides she’s a fucking werewolf. Not like I could really hurt her if I tried. You let out a small chuckle at that, you wish it had hurt her though. You usually would never wish harm on anyone but something about Erica made you want to hurt her.

“y/n.” You heard the principal call you. You stuffed your phone into your pocket and stood up, making your way into the office. He gestured for you to sit down. Plopping down into the chair, you stared at him.

“Why are you here?” He asked.

You gave a shrug of your shoulders. “I’m not sure. Someone told me I hit another student with a book. I don’t remember doing it though.”

“You don’t remember? Do you do that a lot?” He gave you a concerned gaze. His hands were resting in front of him on the desk, at your comment about not remembering though, he picked up a pen and starting writing.

“No, this would be the first time.”

“Is there anything I can do to help?” He asked with a raised eyebrow.

You shook your head no.

He let out a sigh as he opened a folder on his desk. “I see you have never gotten in trouble before today. I’m going to have to suspend you for the rest of today and tomorrow. Hopefully this never happens again. You can go now.” He waved a hand at you, ushering you out the door.

Rolling your eyes, you stood up and made your way out to the parking lot. You sent a text to Stiles letting him know you got suspended and you would see him later.