Anchor ~ Isaac Lahey

One

I sit there, cheering  Isaac, Stiles, Kira, Scott, and Liam on during their practice. Malia and Lydia sitting beside me, doing the same. After they're done practicing a very sweaty Isaac Lahey comes up and hugs me, because he knows I hate it. I let out a fake gag and playfully push him away. Then the rest of the boys and Kira hug me.

"Now I'm gonna need a shower" I say, rolling my eyes. Kira and the boys make their way to the changing rooms, then come back out, showered, thankfully. "Where are we going today?" Scott asks. And just like every day, we fight about where we're going to eat. After Scott and Liam nearly getting in a physical fight, we decide on a pizza buffet down the road.

All the girls pile in my car. And all of the guys Pile in Stiles' Jeep, as usual. We quickly drive to the pizza place and the boys and Kira get in front of the rest of the group in line. We're all talking about the practice and how we're going to beat the next team's ass while grabbing the pizza slices we want.

We all go sit down and the boys start digging in. All of the girls laugh and by the time the girls are done with one slice, the guys are up getting their next plate. We sit and talk and for about 30 minutes, then we're stuffed. Scott gets a call as we're walking to our cars. After a few minutes on the phone, he hangs up and they all look at me. "What?" I say, my eyes getting big.

"Someone needs to ride home with you" Scott says. "Why?" I ask, some of the group whispering to each other. "Your parents won't be home and someone bad is out there" Scott says. "Okay, why don't the girls have a sleep over?" I ask. They all look at each other. "Well.. We can't. I promise there is a valid reason we can't, but we can't tell you right now" Kira says.

I look at all of the guys. "Isaac.. can you come?" I ask. He nods. Isaac and I have been best friends since second grade, I know and trust him the most. "Thanks" I say. "No problem" He says. "Are we ready to go now?" Lydia asks. We all nod and get in mine and Stiles' cars. Stiles and I both drop everyone off, they all get into there cars and start leaving. I'm sitting in mine, while Isaac and Scott are talking. After about five minutes he taps on my window.

"Let me drive" He says. I roll my eyes and get out, then get into the passenger seat. Once we get going down the road, I finally decide to ask him what the hell is going on. "I can't tell you right now, there is no need to be really scared, there's a slight possibility you aren't even in danger" He says. "Well, how would you know if I were in danger?" I ask. His hands grip the steering wheel a little tighter. "I-I don't know" He says. I can tell he's lying. "Isaac Camden Lahey, you're the world's worst liar, spill it" I say, beginning to get angry.

All I hear is mumbling. "I can't hear you Isaac, just tell me" I say. "Ugh. Fine. There is someone going around killing people" He says. "Oh.." Is all I can say. "See, I didn't want you to be scared." He says. "Why am I the only one in danger in our group then?" I ask, almost whispering it. "I cannot tell you that part. Just trust me, we may be able to tell you after all of this is done" He says, pulling in to my driveway.

"Go pack a bag" He says. We get out and I do as told. We walk back out of my house and get back in  the car. "Why are we going to your house?" I say. "Because you're safer there. Now, don't ask anymore questions" He says. Once we arrive at his house, the moon is out. I walk in to his house and I take my bag upstairs and throw it on Isaac's bed. He follows me. "You don't have to follow my every move" I say, grabbing some pajamas. "I'm going to take a shower. Are you going to follow me in there too?" I ask. A smirk forms on his lips. "Isaac I was joking!" I say, making my way to the bathroom with my clothes and other necessities. I start the shower and get in, quickly, washing my body and then my hair. There is a knock on the bathroom door.

"Yes?" I say, washing the soap out of my hair.  "I was just making sure you were okay" Isaac says, in a soft, worried tone. "I'm fine Isaac, I promise, go make some food or something and stop worrying about me" I say, getting out and drying off.

Once I'm dressed I walk downstairs to see Isaac trying to find something he can cook. I giggle and grab a box of macaroni. I grab all of the necessities and put the water on to boil. "You were about to give up and make peanut butter and jelly sandwiches weren't you?" I say, laughing and leaning against the counter. He looks down at the ground. "Yeah.." He says, swinging his foot. I try to contain the roaring laughter that wants to come out of me. He looks at me and fake pouts.

I bring him in to a hug, standing on my tip toes, trying to make him feel better. "It's okay, I would've rather had a superb peanut butter sandwich, rather than burnt something else" I say, laughing and pulling away from the hug. He lets out a chuckle and pulls me back in for another hug, resting his cheek on my head.

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Shitty chapter ending, I'm sorry, I didn't want it to be too long. Hopefully this book will be better, I'm not used to this kind of fancfic lol