Watching Closely |A Isaac Lahey Story|

Chapter Nineteen

----Desai Evans----

Ever since I had that conversation with my mother I have been doing a really good job avoiding her. I know her schedule and I stay away from her as much as I can. When I am home I stay in my room, or I am with my friends. It's rare that we run into each other, but when we do she gives me a look. I cannot exactly tell what this look is, it's not good, but it's not bad. It is not a look that I have seen before so I just walk away, afraid that if I stay too long that she is going to pull out something silver that could possibly kill me. Ashton tells me that she has been quiet during their training sessions, only saying things she needs to say just so he could do the technique right. He also told me that all she does is look at him for long periods of time. It could be several reasons why she looks at him like that. With my mother you could never actually tell what she is thinking, that's my biggest problem right there. In fact, my mother is so spontaneous that you would think she was insane which I don't doubt she is.

The door opens, I turn my head, and smile at Stiles. He gives me a small smile then leans back in his seat. Apparently, Stiles tried to fix his Jeep again, he did not know what he was doing, and now it is in the shop. I agreed to pick him up for school, and drop him off at the mechanics after school.

"Question." I say, pulling out from in front of Stile's house.

"What?" He asks, knowingly.

"What did you think the dipstick was for?" I ask, letting out a stifled laugh, and then glance at him quickly "It's really self explanatory."

Stiles rolls his eyes then narrows them at me "I don't know; I was kind of panicked in the middle of nowhere, so, it automatically became a screwdriver!"

I let out a loud laugh which causes him to glare at me more, and I laugh harder as I stop at the red light. 

"Shut up, Dee, okay?"

"It just doesn't make sense; you spend all your time hunting the supernatural and you got scared because you stopped in the middle of the highway."

The rest of the car ride was spent discussing the things that don't make sense about Stiles which was a lot. And, I have to admit it was awesome. I find Stiles awkwardness to be adorable, and I happy to have him as a friend because of it. 

I park the car, Stiles and I get out then I lock my door. We walk into the school side by side, and I just remember that I he told me that he had something to tell me about my dad's case. Stiles wanted to see if something odd happen.

"Stiles, did you find anythng out about the case?"  I ask.

"No, my car broke down." He grumbles.

"We can go see tomorrow after school." 

"Sure, I'll make up a plan."

I give him a strange look, a plan? Why would he need a plan to talk to his dad about the file? I mean it is not hard to ask something.

"Plan? Why do-"

"I'll see you later, Dee." He says then turns the corner to his locker.

Okay, I have no idea why we need a plan, but I have not been around them that long. Maybe that is just something normal for them to plan for simple things. Maybe that is Stiles's hobby just to make plans for everything. Either way, I am going to need as much help as I can get to stop my mother for killing my father, and Sheriff Stilinski is the only one that has the inside of my father. 

Quickly, I push James away from me. He tried to grab my waist, I glare at him and he has a flirtatious smile on his face. I swear that this boy does not quit, he doesn't know that I know he works for my mother. I am going to tell him I know, though. He won't dare tell her that I know because she would kill him for being so careless, and I can tell he is scared of my mother. Everyone is.