― colors
❝ louisa lloyd is
the new girl,
have you heard
her stupid accent? ❞
lowercase intended | book one |
isaac lahey x oc | season one |
cover by @spiderkru | finished february 18th, 2017 |
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Louisa Lloyd
Being released from the hospital two days after the accident wasn't easy. Scott and Stiles wouldn't leave my side, afraid of what I would do.
Mainly because all my injuries disappeared a few hours after I woke up. That put my friends in a frenzy mess.
I was shot twice and bit once, by that monster, and recovered pretty easily. I can now hear better than Scott, see better than Derek and hide behind bushes like a pro.
Yes, I know it's creepy but I wanted to scare Stiles. Don't ask.
After hours of him babbling about Lydia's state, I finally agreed. And here we are, sitting outside her hospital room, like guards.
Stiles likes being here. I don't. It reminds me of the times I've been here. Too many, if I'm honest with myself.
"I'm bored." I whisper to Stiles.
"Then go home." He shrugs and adverts his eyes from mine. "I can stay here by myself. I'm a grown man.
"Stop trying to sound strong. I know you're crumbling down on the inside." I pat his shoulder and grab my bag from the floor. "You don't have to put on a show for me."
He looks taken aback by my words and I smile sadly.
"I can smell it on you." He rolls his eyes but thanks me for understanding.
I don't have the guts to stay with him. Hospitals aren't for me.
Also, I had an appointment with Deaton this afternoon. He wanted to discuss my injuries and my new habiliteis. Oh, I forgot to mention.
I'm a werewolf now. I'm a Seer and a Werewolf. And the first one to ever exist according to the wisest man I've ever met- Deaton.
On my walk back home, after making sure Stiles had enough money to buy himself some dinner, I start thinking. I still have time to turn around and leave Beacon Hills. I could do that in the blink of an eye and no one would know.
But I can't.
Scott can't deal with everything that's happening on his own. Yes, he has Stiles and Allison. But none of them live under the same roof as him.
And where would I go? Marianna and the boys are living with their aunt, and that woman never liked me. Maybe she knew I was adopted all along. I couldn't attend Angela and Brett's funeral. I was at the hospital that day.
I receive a call from Isaac as soon as I enter Scott's house. I have to start calling it home. I'll be living here until I finish high school.
I sigh and answer his call. It seems urgent. I have fourteen missed calls and two text messages from him. All of them are from when I was with Stiles.
"Hello?"
"Louisa?"
"Yeah. What's up, Isaac?"
"Can you meet me at the school in fifteen minutes?"
"What happened?" My worry is starting to show.
"Just come." And he hangs up.
I look up from my phone to find Scott leaning on the wall, staring warily at me.
"What?" I ask dryly.
"I'm coming with you."
"No you're not!" I shout on top of my lungs. The infernal thought of what will happen is consuming my patience.
"Lou." He circles his arms around my shoulders as I shake my head. "I can see you're distraught after what Deaton told you. And- no, don't interrupt me- I understand you want to be alone with Isaac but I have a bad feeling about this. Let me do this for you, let me be there for you."
I feel honored that he wants to protect me but I have to do this on my own. It's my life, Isaac called me because he wants to talk to me.
"Scott, I'll call you if something goes wrong or if I need your help, okay?" He opens his mouth to defend himself but I put my hand on his mouth. "Nope, I'm going. Alone."
He opens his mouth again, this time licking the palm of my hand. I shake my head in fake disappointment.
"Is that all you got, wolf boy?" I wink at him and grab my house keys, ready to run to the school.
"Call me!" Scott demands when I'm halfway down the road.
I turn back around and flash him a smile while pointing my middle finger at him. He smiles back and gets back inside the house.
Now all I have to do is find Isaac.
Which proves to be the hardest task of the day. Between hearing Deaton talking about the full moon and my new powers and this, I totally prefer Deaton. At least he doesn't hide behind bushes.
Because Isaac was hiding behind a bush when I found him. He looks disheveled, like he has been running for hours and just stumbled upon this place. His light brown curls are messier than usual, and the kindest blue eyes I've ever seen are now hard and cold.
"Hey." I breathe. "What are you doing there?"
"I was hoping you wouldn't find me."
"Why?" I raise my eyebrows at him, suddenly not enjoying this.
"I have to talk to you." He takes my hand and guides me to the lacrosse field.
We take a seat on the bench and he takes a deep breath. I slowly raise my eyebrows at him, wondering what got him so nervous. He takes his sweet time, running his hands across his face and hair over and over again.
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