Request: 13 and 35 prompts with isaac lahey?
Prompts: 13.) "Maybe all I wanted was the truth. Have you considered that?" 35.)"When was the last time you slept?"
"Isaac, you promised," you sighed into your phone.
"I know, I know. And I'm really really sorry. There's just so much crap going on right now," Isaac explained.
"What crap is going on? You never tell me anything," you said, slightly upset. This was your 3rd date this month that Isaac canceled on.
"It's hard for me to explain. And, trust me, you wouldn't want to know," Isaac said.
"Maybe all I wanted was the truth. Have you considered that?" you replied.
"What do you mean the truth? (Y/N), I tell you everything," Isaac began. You could sense him lying immediately.
"No, you don't. You always lie to me. If you don't want to date me, then just tell me instead of doing this," you said, your eyes watering slightly.
"No, I swear that's not the reason (Y/N). Look, I love you. So much. Just please give me a chance to prove it!" Isaac begged.
"Tell me why," you said plainly.
"(Y/N)," Isaac sighed.
"Exactly. Bye, Isaac.", you hung up the phone, went into your car, and drove home, tears in your eyes.
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Ever since you broke up with Isaac, you've been avoiding him. You didn't talk to him, ignored his calls. You felt a little bad, but until he told you the truth, you couldn't stay with him.
Even before you broke up with him, you had trouble sleeping. He was always there for you, but now he wasn't. You were exhausted, both mentally and physically. But, you sucked it up and left for school.
It was now 8:00. You were late for school.
When you entered the classroom, you were looked at by many faces, in shock. You probably looked like a mess, dark bags under your eyes, unbrushed hair, not daring to mention the pajama slippers that you had forgotten to take off.
"(Y/L/N), care to explain why you're late?" your teacher asked you.
"Sorry," you sighed, and quickly took your seat.
"Detention," he said looking at you.
"What? But it was only a few minutes!" you argued.
"A few minutes too late. No excuses," he said.
"What?! But -"
"(Y/N), I will give you another week of detention if you finish that sentence," he said.
You sat back in your chair, quiet, and annoyed.
Great, Detention. Exactly what I need right now.
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Maybe you wouldn't have had a problem with detention. Unfortunately, Isaac had detention as well. You tried your best to ignore him, but he wouldn't let you.
"(Y/N)!" he exclaimed when he saw you.
You turned away.
He ran and sat next to you.
"(Y/N/N), are you okay? When was the last time you slept?" he asked, worried.
"It's none of your business, now leave me alone," you replied, annoyed.
"(Y/N), I'm sorry," Isaac said quietly, barely above a whisper.
You chose to ignore it.
"Lahey, (Y/L/N), talking? In detention?" your teacher pointed out.
"No-" you started.
"The two of you want to talk? You can talk all you want while you re-stock the janitor's closet, together," your teacher smirked.
"No, it's okay," you quickly said before Isaac could say anything.
"That wasn't a choice. Go," your teacher said.
You rolled your eyes and quickly got up and ran to the janitor's closet.
Isaac ran after you.
When you got to the janitor's closet, you were about to close the door on him, but he stopped it and walked in. You rolled your eyes and walked into the closet.
"(Y/N), you can't avoid me forever."
"Well, I can try."
"(Y/N), please talk to me."
"I have nothing to say to you! I just want you to tell me the truth, and you can't even do that?" you yelled, eyes watering.
"(Y/N), I'm trying to protect you, keep you safe," Isaac said, voice cracking.
"From what, Isaac?" your voice wavered slightly.
"(Y/N), there are things out there. Things that aren't safe. It's better if you don't know. Please believe me." Isaac said softly, cupping your face.
"Isaac, the world is filled with dangers. Killers. What do you have to protect me from?" you scoffed.
Suddenly, the door slammed shut and seemed to lock itself.
You jumped, and so did Isaac.
You walked to the door and tried to jiggle the handle.
"I think there's something pushed against the door," you said, voice still shaky.
"No," Isaac panicked, slamming his hand against the door repeatedly, trying to open it.
"Isaac, no one can open that. We need someone to get it from the outside."
"No, w-we need to open... we need to open it!" he yelled, banging his fists on the door.
You saw his eyes change color. You were confused.
"Isaac?" you asked.
"Stay back (Y/N)!" he yelled.
You saw fangs come out his mouth.
"Isaac? What's happening to you?" you asked worriedly, you could feel your heart beating.
He growled.
"Isaac, I don't know what's happening, but..." you said, going back against a wall.
He turned to you and started walking towards you.
"Isaac. Is this about your dad? Please, calm down," you said shakily.
"(Y/N)," he cried out as if he was in pain.
His fangs seemed to disappear, and his eyes reverted back to their original color.
He fell to the ground.
"Isaac!" you ran to him and held him in your arms. You couldn't deny it, you still loved him.
"Dad, please no..." he cried out.
"Isaac, he's not here. You're dad's not here. He's gone. He can't hurt you," you cradled him in your arms.
"I'm here Isaac. I'm here," you cooed.
"(Y/N)? God, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for being a dick. I'm sorry that you don't love me anymore." he cried.
"I love you, Isaac. I just want the truth," you said, eyes watering once again.
He laid in your lap, shaking.
"I'll tell you everything. I promise," he said.
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"So, werewolf?" you said, in shock.
"I know, you have no reason to believe me. But, I swear, I'm telling the truth." Isaac said.
"I believe you," you said.
"You do?"
"Yeah. Today, in the janitor's closet, your eyes changed color, and you grew fangs," you remembered.
"I'm sorry (Y/N). I don't want you to be afraid," he said quietly, looking down at your carpet.
"Afraid of what? You?" you asked.
"I'm a monster," he said voice breaking.
You gave him a hug and lifted his head and cupping his cheeks.
"You're not a monster, Isaac. You're not. You help people. I couldn't be afraid of you for that. Or mad," you smiled, looking up at him.
"Does that you love me again?" he smiled.
"I never stopped," you said as he pulled into a kiss.
"Maybe it's time for you to go to sleep," Isaac broke the kiss.
"I can't," you complained.
"Yes, you can. I'll help you."
The two of you laid down in your bed. You put your head on his chest.
"I love you, (Y/N)," he whispered in your ear and started rubbing your head gently.
"I love you too, Isaac," you yawned and drifted off to sleep.