Lahey, Be Mine

Chapter 21

I took one of last look of Isaac before leaving the room to go back to mine. As I was about to slip into bed, my nurse entered and told me I was able to go home, as my case was a slight panic attack, and mostly adrenaline rushing through my veins. 

Closing the door behind me after thanking her, I slide down and bring my knees up to my chest, and bury my face in them. I rock back and forth slightly, and feel salty tears gliding down my cheeks. 

"This can't be happening," I whisper. 

I take one huge breath in, and let it out and get back on my feet. Taking the clothes from the drawer of the side table, I peel of the hospital garment and change back into my comfortable clothes which consisted of loose shorts and a baseball tee. I start making the bed, but Melissa disrupts me. 

"Oh sweety, you don't have to make the bed. We have people for that," she says smiling and walking towards me. She places a hand on my back and walks me out the door. "Sherrif Stilinski is waiting outside for you, to take you home, and you can go to school tomorrow. I think you all need a day off living lives as supernatural teenage wolves or in my case, being tested with a level of unsupernatural patience and anxiety," she chuckles along with me. 

"Thank you Ms - I mean Melissa. Sorry," I stutter. "Thank you for taking care of me and being supportive. It means a lot. You're like a mother to me," I gulp. She tilts her head to the side and pulls my hair back.

"Ara, you're the daughter I never had, and thank you for coming into my life," she says, her hand on my cheek. "Come here," she pulls me in for a tight hug and then backs away.  "Well, I hope you get some rest so you're all good for school tomorrow. Have some tea, take a nap, just have a nice lazy day and forget about everything!" She said cheerfully. I nodded and waved and made my way to the entrance and saw Sherrif Stilinski waiting outside his police car. 

"Hi, Ara. Are you okay? Is everything okay? How is he?" I was ambsuhed by questions. 

"Hi sir. I - I'm good thanks. I can go to school tomorrow, and Isaac he uh..." I trailed off. 

"It's okay. We don't have to talk about it," he said smiling. "How about we get something for lunch? I'm sure you're starving and sick of hospital food," he said with a disgusted look on his face making me laugh. 

"Sure why not. Thank you."