After suffering from a brutal attack from her great Uncle on the day of the formal, Isabella Hale is done feeling weak. Isabella wants to be able to protect her friends and to be the Hero for once. She wants to be strong and that's exactly what she...
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Chapter Song: Happy Little Pill by Troye Sivan
"Oh, glazed eyes, empty hearts. Buying happy from shopping carts. Nothing but time to kill. Sipping life from bottles."
~ "I've done everything you asked"
"Wasn't supposed to go down like this."
" I'm part of Derek's pack, I've given you all the information you wanted, I told you Matt was controlling Jackson...."
" I even told you about Izzy. I told you about what is happening with her."
" Leave Jackson and Matt to us."
I stared at the wall as I sat in Mrs. Morrell's office and I couldn't think of anything besides those words. Scott had betrayed us...he betrayed us with the worst of the worst...Gerard Fucking Argent.
As soon as I sat down with Stiles that night and we finished talking my ears tuned into Scott's conversation that was happening right outside the room we were in that night. He hadn't gone far...no, he went right to that asshole instead of me.
I wanted to kill him that night. I loved him with all my heart and he was out giving away pack information? Didn't he realize that Gerard wasn't trustworthy? Or that he could hurt others with this alliance; Isaac, Erica,Boyd, Me.. or even Stiles. We were his pack for fucks sake!
My dad had heard too and let's just say he was livid. That's why today he had given me a ride to school and took the Camaro and would be taking me home today, so Scott had no chance of explaining himself. I was also sent to Miss. Morrell's office to discuss my mental health after Matt's death and my "trama" from him.
Yeah, Matt died last night. He drowned in the river outside of the police station. No one knows how it happened but I have a good fucking guess after Scott's conversation with Gerard last night.
" Leave Jackson and Matt to us."
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"Isabella?"
I snapped out of my thoughts and brought my gaze off the wall of Miss. Morrell's office. She was looking at me strangely and I just stared at her not knowing anything that she had said to me for the time I'd been in here.
I shook my head and blinked my eyes a few times before giving her a smile, " Can you repeat what you said, I'm sorry."
If I had to do this I was going to make the most of not being in class today.
" I said that your friend Stiles came in here earlier today before lacrosse practice and he talked to me about voluntary apnea, do you know what that is?"
