Don't Let Me Go

Red

DOUBLE UPDATE?! Hell must have frozen over... Well more like Lindsay's chapter in Scott's POV has inspired this next chapter.

Enjoy!

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Both of us stand there with no clue what to say next. Melissa gives both of us a look as if to say "I told you so" and "I'm sorry" at the same time.

Scott's phone starts to ring but he's frozen in place. I walk over to him and grab it from his pocket.

It's Isaac. Oh my god Lydia. How could I have forgotten??

"H-Hello?"

"Allison?" Issac's voice is full of confusion.

"Scott's fine. Well actually no he's not fine at all." I sigh. This was horrible. "What's going on?"

"No forget it. Derek will take care of it. I'm coming back go help Scott through this. All I was going to say is that we found a new scent to track, Lydia's."

"O-Okay. How close are you?" I ask.

"I'm already here." Isaac's voice comes from the doorway instead of my phone.

"How?" He smiles and winks but his smile falters when he sees Scott frozen staring at Stiles.

"Who's he?" Stiles asks Scott and Isaac looks hurt.

"He doesn't remember the past couple years. Nothing." Scott manages to choke up.

"I'm sorry, man. I wish I could. You're not my boyfriend or anything right? I'm not gay or anything?"

Scott let's out a dry laugh, "No Stiles. Gay guys still don't find you attractive. Plus Isaac isn't gay."

"Oh okay cool. Sorry I can't remember you though." Stiles looks so innocent.

Isaac silently nods and looks like he's trying to hold himself together for Scott's sake.

"Allison, can you leave me alone for Scott for a few minutes to talk?"

"Sure." I whisper.

I walk out into the hallway and watch nurses scramble about with different medications in their hands and clipboards.

I head over to the coffee station knowing that I needed caffeine if I was going to make it through this night. I was losing Scott and all I could worry about was Stiles not remembering who I was. I was the shittiest person alive is who I am.

I prepare myself the strongest coffee possible by ditching the creamer and just adding two sugars. It's extremely dark and my nose scrunches up at the taste. I slowly make my way back down the hallway and avoid bumping into about ten nurses who were all rushing to their designated rooms.

I finally reach Stiles' room and am about to open when I hear my name through the door.

"You don't love Allison anymore?" Isaac's voice is so shocked that I can hear it from outside the door.

I can't breathe. I did this.

"NO! Of course I do. I'm just saying... When I kiss her there's just nothing. All I can think of is, you know who, kissing her." He sighs. "There's no spark but I still love her as much as I did the day I met her."

He was still willing to give me a chance even though he was hurting just from being with me. I was stupid to think that I could just apologize and make everything better. He was hurting and I couldn't even see that. He was full of agonizing guilt and worry and yet he still held it together because he cared so much about the people around him.