Fallen » Isaac Lahey

Chapter 5

I had almost made it to the front door when I heard Derek's voice.

"Where are you going?"

I sighed and turned around. "Out"

"Where?"

"Like you care"

"Shay-"

"No, Derek. Just don't" I pulled open the door, stepped out and then slammed it shut.

Tears started to brim in my eyes but I quickly blinked them away.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and checked to see if Scott and Stiles had any updates on Jackson.

When I saw no messages, I locked my phone and was just about to put it back in my pocket when it started to ring.

"Hello?"

"Shay, you need to come to the woods" Stiles said.

"Oh my god, what have you done?"

"Nothing. Nothing"

"Stiles" I snapped.

"Just get here as quick as you can, okay?"

"Stiles!" I yelled.

There was a beep at the end of the line signalling he had hung up.

I'm going to kill him.

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"I put those pants on you, all right, buddy? One leg at a time. Being all up-close and personal with your junk wasn't exactly a highlight of my day. So don't think this is fun for me either" I heard Stiles say to Jackson as I opened the van.

"You know we're actually doing you a favour?" I said as I stepped in.

"This is doing me a favour?" He asked.

"Yes. You're you're killing people" I replied.

"To death" Stiles added.

I sighed. "Yeah. And until we can figure out how to stop you, you're gonna stay in here"

"Now do you want the ham and cheese, or the Turkey club?" Stiles held out two sandwiches.

"You actually think my parents won't be looking for me?" Jackson questioned.

Stiles pulled out someone's phone, I'm presuming it's Jacksons, and showed a text. "Uh, well not if they don't think anything's wrong"

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"Scales?" Jackson raised his eyebrows.

"No, more like a reptile" I said leaning my head against the side of the van.

"Um, and, uh, your claws have this liquid that paralyzes people" Stiles informed.

"Ooh, and you have a tail" I added.

"I have a tail?"

"Yeah, you have a tail" Stiles laughed.

"Mm. Does it do anything?"

"No, not that I know of" Stiles answered.

"Can I use it to strangle you?"

Stiles looked alarmed and I chuckled.

"You still don't believe us? All right. The night of the semi-final game, what did you do right after?" I asked.

"I went home"

"Are you sure about that?" Stiles questioned.

"Yes, you idiot. What the hell else would I do?"