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.*・。. AN ODE TO CLARK KENT .*・。.
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STATEMENTS.
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"You're cold and wet, Lo—"
"You sound like my dad, Stiles."
"That's because he's a very smart man."
Lois rolled her eyes.
"Does it hurt?" Stiles glanced at her wrist, noticing the light purple tinge that had started to swell. He clicked his tongue and glared at Isaac, who sat with Scott. "I'm gonna kill him."
"It's fine," she told him. Her eyes flickered to the state of her wrist and she forced a smile, "I'm fine."
The truth was, her wrist did hurt. Not enough for it to be broken, and there was no permanent or lasting damage, but it was bruising pretty quickly and it caused her whole forearm to ache. Lois would have to think of an excuse to give her father when he inevitably noticed the injury, but that could wait. Right now, they needed to establish what Isaac had said in his half-conscious state — which was going to be rather hard. He'd said a lot, after all.
Lois felt bad for Isaac. He'd been in distress during his time in the water, and she could only imagine how horrifying it had been to venture back into the worst memories in your mind. Much less to come back to, and learn that you had seen a fellow beta dead.
Erica Reyes was dead.
While she didn't want to believe it, Lois knew that he had been right. She had an awful feeling in her chest. Isaac's memories did not lie — if he had seen Erica's body, then there was no doubt the girl had passed. Lois hadn't liked Erica in her time that she'd been a werewolf, but there was more to her than that. Before that, Erica had been sweet and shy, and lost in this world; she had been trying to find her place in a world that was cruel to her, with cruel people and cruel opinions. All Erica had really wanted was to fit in, and that had gotten to her head. Being a werewolf had made each of the kids in Derek's pack feel untouchable. And for a short while, they had been. Erica Reyes had changed, perhaps not for the best, but she had just wanted to be happy.
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AN ODE TO CLARK KENT ➸ isaac lahey ²
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