Chapter 22: Biting the Dust: Formal Style
Chapter Song: Can I Have This Dance (Cover) by Lucy Thomas and Will Callan
"Keep your eyes locked on mine and let the music be your guide. Now, won't you promise me to never forgot to keep dancing where ever we go next."
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The formal..the night Isabella was supposed to feel most happy but, why did she have a bad feeling? She couldn't shake it ever since Jackson picked her up. The whole drive to Beacon Hills High, she had felt like she couldn't breathe. Maybe, it was the fact that she was now sitting in the parking lot of her school going to her first ever dance. Oh god, she thought, that must be it.
Just nerves for her first dance. It could have also been nerves to dance with Scott, if she didn't embarrass herself right away. She knew she would step on a toe or two when she got lost in those chocolate brown eyes.
Jackson and Isabella were sitting in the Porsche, watching as people walked in. Everyone looked so dolled up and it was actually nice to see. Usually it was only Allison, Lydia and Isabella who dressed really fancy. Well, Isabella only did it because Lydia forced her. She would rather wear sweatpants to school everyday.
Jackson reached into his pocket and pulled out a flask of alcohol, taking a swig of it. Isabella couldn't tell or smell what it was so, she had no idea what he was drinking. Jackson caught her looking at him and tilted the flask towards her, asking if she wanted a drink.
Isabella shook her head and waved her hand, rejecting the drink, " No thanks, I'm good. Won't do anything anyways."
Jackson gave her a confused look," What do you mean?"
"I mean," Isabella paused pointing to the flask in his hand," Alcohol, No get Izzy drunk because Izzy is werewolf." Isabella said in her dumbest sounding voice.
Jackson looked down to the flask with wide eyes,"You can't get drunk as a werewolf?"
"Nope. Tried it a bunch of times." Isabella said with a sigh at the end.
Jackson screwed the flask cap back on and stuffed it in his jacket before he looked at Isabella with a smile, "Ready?"
" Uh yeah, just let me fix my lipstick." Isabella said smiling sweetly.
Jackson nodded his head before unbuckling his seatbelt and jumping out of the car. Isabella pulled down the passenger seat mirror and grabbed her lipstick out of her pink clutch, applying it to her lips. Isabella puckered her lips to make sure it was on every inch and put it away. As she put the mirror back up, she caught sight of something on the roof of the school.
A smirk grew on her face as she realized who it was, it was Scott. He even had a tux on and everything. Stiles told her that Scott didn't have one and that if he was going to come he had to ride his bike. She liked the effort he put in to get a last minute tux and to ride all the way there.
Isabella chuckled to herself and shook her head at Scott as Jackson came to the door and politely opened it for her, sticking out his hand to her, " Madame." He said in a fake posh accent.
" What a gentlemen." Isabella said with a smirk, " What happened to Jackson?" Isabella said playfully as she watched him from her seat.
" Oh shut up. Come on, take my hand. I'm trying to be nice." Jackson said with a laugh and a playful shake of his head.
" I know." She said sweetly taking his hand and allowing him to guide her out of the car.
As soon as she got out, Jackson shut the door behind her and offered his arm for her to take. Isabella shook her head with a smile and looped her arm through his. He really was being nice. He was being the Jackson that not too many people knew, but she had the pleasure of knowing.
As Jackson started walking ever so slightly towards the school, Stiles' jeep pulled up with Lydia and Allison. Allison could've driven herself, but Lydia insisted she get ready with her since Isabella declined.
Isabella couldn't help the internal squeal that was brewing in her at the sight of Lydia in his jeep. She loved the idea of them together and this was just step one. Oh Lydia, Isabella was gonna make you fall head over heels in love wth Mr. Stilinski, she knew she would. There was no stopping Stydia. Even if it took until they graduated, Isabella would not stop.
Isabella put her hand on Jackson's chest, signaling him to wait for them to get out. She wanted Allison to walk with them, seeing as she came stag. Maybe, Allison could have Jackson once she found Scott. She didn't mind having Jackson, but she really wanted to spend the night with Scott.
Isabella watched as Stiles opened the door for Lydia and stood sweetly waiting for her to get out. Isabella's heart thumped loudly and a smile grew on her face. Stiles was just too freaking cute. If she didn't already fall super hard for Scott, she would want someone like Stiles.
Allison walked over to Isabella when she got out of the Jeep and gave her a hug. She held her other arm out for Allison like Jackson did. Allison gladly took it, putting her arm through Isabella's. Jackson shook his head and chuckled at the two girls.
" Shall we ladies?" Jackson said with a playful smirk.
Isabella nodded her head with a laugh while Jackson started walking. Allison looked over at Jackson like he was crazy. She then leaned into Isabella's ear, "Is that Jackson? That sounded too nice."
Isabella chuckled quietly and whispered back, " Yeah, that's Jackson. It just takes a lot to get to this Jackson. "
Jackson looked at her out of the corner of his eye and winked with a small smile. The trio approached the door of Stiles' jeep that Lydia had recently come out of and Stiles' was now shutting.
Lydia was brushing her dress off, but looked up when she heard them walking towards her. She immediately straightened up and flicked her hair back at the sight of Jackson.
" Jackson, you look handsome." She said nervously, Isabella could hear the jump in her heart. The longing for him. Did she feel bad? Yeah, kinda, but now she had Stiles. Well, he had always been there but she just didn't realize it.
Jackson stopped in his tracks and gave her a classic asshole smirk, the face Isabella hated on Jackson as he said, " Obviously. It's Hugo Boss. "
As soon as the trio walked away, Isabella stepped on Jackson's foot harshly, which caused him to stumble a bit and look at her with wide eyes, " Ow, what was that for?" He whined.
" Tonight is not the night for Jackass to come out. I don't wanna hang out with him. I want Jackson. " Isabella said with a sigh.
Jackson gave her a look of apology and nodded his head, "I'm sorry. No more Jackass tonight."
Isabella smiled at him and said quietly, " Thank you."
If Jackass didn't make another appearance the night would be pretty great. Isabella liked Jackson way more. Jackass made her want to stab his eyes out with forks.
Also, she would get to dance with Scott, which would make the night pretty great. What could go wrong?
*****
" Do you wanna dance? " Isabella asked Jackson as they stood together awkwardly drinking the punch that Danny had brought them. Jackson had spiked his own of course, but Isabella's had not even a drop of alcohol, what was the point of drinking it if it did nothing?
Jackson looked at her with a unamused facial expression and sipped his punch,"Do I have to?"
This hit Isabella right in the heart, she had thought they were friends. Why would he not want to dance with her and look so unamused about even the thought of it? He actually looked more than unamused, he looked repulsed. Jackass was back even though he promised he was gone.
Isabella looked down sadly and shook her head, " Uh, not the answer I was looking for but yeah I guess you don't have to. "
Jackson then lifted her head with his finger, making Isabella look at him. He grabbed the punch glass out her hand and placed both of their drinks down on a random table. He put up his arm out signaling for her to take it.
Isabella looked at it hesitantly for awhile until Jackson said, " I'm sorry and you know I don't apologize a lot. So, just take my arm and dance with me. I promised Jackass wasn't gonna come out and I lied, let me make it up to you." Jackson said pleading as he urged her to take his arm.
Isabella could see how sorry he was by his facial expression. She could tell he didn't mean to hurt her. She was one of the only people besides Danny that he tried to be nice to and she really liked the fact that he trusted her with the good side of himself.
Isabella smiled at him and took his arm which was returned by a smile of his very own as he drug her to the dance floor. Jackson led her all the way through the dancing bodies of people which made her feel very uncomfortable. She hated being squished in between them all as they danced. Closed spaces? Yeah, not her favorite.
Jackson stopped at an empty spot on the dance floor and he dropped his arm from hers and they started to dance. She was a bit disappointed that she wasn't with Scott at the moment. You would think that he would have already be in there, but he wasn't.
Isabella was going to have to wait if she ever wanted to dance with him. She searched around the dance floor, hoping to find Scott, when her eyes landed on Stiles and Lydia together. They were sitting down at a table with no conversation happening between them. Isabella's face pulled into a frown as she watched her ship sink. Stiles looked defeated.
Isabella's brain suddenly sprung with an idea as she turned to Jackson and shouted over the bumping music, "I'll be right back."
Jackson nodded and walked over to Danny who was only a few feet away from them. Isabella took this as her cue to work her magic. She walked over to Stiles and Lydia confidently and pulled Stiles up by his ear.
"Ow, ow, ow." Stiles whined as Isabella pulled him out of his seat and started dragging him off to a corner.
Lydia gave her a confused look which she returned with a smile, " Oh don't worry Lydia, I'll bring him right back. Stay." She said pointing at her forcefully.
Lydia sighed and nodded her head, looking away from Stiles and Isabella while she put her chin in her right hand.
She leant on the table and paid no attention to the pair standing in the corner, which then gave Isabella the go ahead to smack Stiles on the head while he winced and grabbed his head in pain.
"You're such an idiot. You're blowing this. I did not go through all the shopping with Lydia last night to have you ruin this. Now, go over there and ask her to dance, Stiles do not let her say no. I repeat do not let her say no."
Stiles turned his head and looked at Lydia sadly before shaking his head at Isabella and sighing," But what if she.."
Isabella cut him off and put her pointer finger on his lips, shutting him up, " Oh no, no. No what ifs. You're doing this, be brave Stilinski."
She turned him around and gave him a slight push towards Lydia. Stiles looked back at her with pleading eyes to let him stop but she simply shook her head and pointed at Lydia while harshly whispering, "Go!"
Stiles gave her a pout but nonetheless, he turned around and headed towards Lydia. As Isabella watched Stiles approach the table with a proud smile, someone popped up next to her saying," Izzy, what are you doing?"
It efficiently scared the crap out of her. She had no idea someone was coming over to her and she definitely wasn't expecting it. Isabella jumped in surprise and then glared at the person when she realized who it was, it was Allison.
"Can you not do that? " Isabella said sternly straightening out her gold dress.
Allison just giggled to herself and looked around the gym, "I'm sorry, if I knew it was gonna scare you, I wouldn't have done it. So, what are you doing? Where is Jackson? Allison questioned.
Isabella turned back towards where Stiles and Lydia were, " I'm-" but paused when she no longer saw them sitting there, " Where did they go?" Isabella said quietly to herself as she searched the room.
Isabella heard Allison say from behind her, " Who?"
" Lydia and Stiles. I swear they were just here. " Isabella said still searching the room, " And I can't find them."
" I found them." Allison said nonchalantly.
Isabella whipped towards her in a hurry, "Where?"
She needed to know where they were. This was her ship they were talking about, she put a lot of time into this. She couldn't just let it sink, she wasn't ready to go down.
Allison pointed out into the dancing crowd of teenagers and Isabella's eyes followed the direction of her finger. She saw Lydia leading Stiles out into the middle. A huge smile grew out onto her face and she felt like her heart was going to explode. Her work there was done....well, at least for the night.
Isabella had no idea where Jackson had gone, but he was probably getting drunk or he had left. He definitely wasn't with Danny, she could see him from where she stood and Jackson wasn't anywhere to be seen. She knew he wouldn't stay, but she didn't really mind because she still had a certain boy to find.
Isabella turned around to Allison, " Since you found them. Do you think you could find Sc-"
Before she could finish her sentence, Coach Finstock started shouting, stopping her from speaking, " McCall! I see you!"
She guessed Coach had found him for her. Her eyes followed the direction in which Coach Finstock was heading and they locked onto Scott, who was sitting on the bleachers alone. Was he there the whole time?
" Come here buddy!" Coach shouted signaling with his pointer finger.
Scott's face broke out into shock and he scrambled off the bleachers, he made a run through the crowd. Coach was having some trouble even getting close to him seeing as so many students were there in the gym. He kept on getting stuck, but he continued to yell as his eyes stayed on Scott, " McCall!"
Coach pushed into a student that Isabella had seen in the halls, she thought he was a freshman, "Move out of my way. McCall!"
Coach definitely didn't want Scott there, that was for sure. Isabella knew he wanted Scott on the team but Scott needed this, she needed this. This was their one chance for peace and alone time. One normal night.
Scott continued to get closer to Allison and Isabella as he ran farther and away from Coach. She was hoping he would get away but it was doubtful, she had her money on Coach catching him.
" It's a small gym buddy. I'm gonna find you." Coach yelled as he ran through the crowd. His words were the very reason that she had money on Scott being caught, well metaphorical money. There wasn't much place to run.
Scott darted behind the starry tapestry that was hanging up to match the theme of the night. Isabella never knew what it was, she had been too busy with supernatural problems. That was her first time actually realizing the theme had something to do with stars.
Scott was literally a few feet away from Isabella as he stopped in his tracks and looked around frantically. His eyes then caught on to a very familiar person sitting at a table drinking some spiked punch, Danny Māhealani. Scott ran over to him in a hurry. Isabella smirked and crossed her arms over her chest, this was gonna be good.
" Danny! Danny, dance with me." Scott said hurriedly as he looked back and saw Coach getting closer.
Danny looked at him and said with an annoyed tone," What?" while swishing around the drink in his cup.
" Dance with me!" Scott said grabbing Danny's shoulders.
" No." He said blankly, obviously not caring for Scott at all right then. Not that he really cared any other time either, they weren't friends. He was friends with his girlfriend, but not him.
" Please! Right now. Right now. Right now! Come on! " Scott said pulling Danny up off the seat and to the dance floor. Isabella watched as Scott put his arms around Danny's neck and Danny hesitated but slowly put his hands on Scott's waist. Isabella couldn't help but laugh a little when she saw this. She never thought she'd see the day. She would hold this against him forever.
Coach then finally caught up and shouted as he reached Danny and Scott, "McCall! Your not supposed to..." His eyes landed on their arms around each other and his face broke out into shock," What the hell are you..."
He stopped again as well as the performer for the dance and everyone else in the room. They all just stared at Coach and for good reason. It sounded like he was saying Scott and Danny shouldn't have been allowed to dance together because it was "gay".
Finstock looked around nervously, " What the hell are you doing?" He said quietly but everyone could still hear him, the room was quiet.
Scott gave him a half smile as he tightened his arms around Danny's neck making it look more like they were actually together, " Yes. Coach?"
Finstock looked in between them with a wide open mouth and his face was priceless to Isabella, she wanted a framed picture of it.
" Okay." Coach said putting his hands up and laughing really hard to himself when he realized everyone was mad at him for what he was saying. It made Isabella chuckle to herself. She actually thought this was really funny. Coach was taking this as a joke, but everyone else in the room wasn't finding it funny, except Isabella.
Coach always laughed at people's misery and now it was her turn to laugh at him.
" Hold on, You..." Coach paused and looked at everyone's faces and then said nervously, " I was just saying he's not supposed to...I mean. I wasn't saying that he shouldn't...you guys don't think...I-I was just...Um, just dance everybody it's a dance! Dance." He said slowly backing away from the dance floor and completely forgetting about kicking Scott out. He couldn't really kick him out at this point.
"It's a party!" Coach said with a laugh as he completely disappeared out of the sight of everyone and they all went back to dancing. He was leaving out of the utter embarrassment he felt.
As soon as Scott saw that Coach left, he let go of Danny and patted him on the chest, " Thank you. I owe you!"
Scott then surveyed the area around him and his eyes landed on Isabella. His face immediately broke out into a smile and he jogged over to her. The whole time he was admiring how she looked in the dress. He had been right, it looked beautiful on her.
Allison put her hand on Isabella's shoulder, "I'll see you later."
Isabella nodded her head at Allison as Scott reached her and Allison walked away.
" Izzy..." Scott started, but she cut him off by putting her hand on his chest and saying with a sweet smile," Yes, I would love to dance with you."
Scott froze for a minute, not expecting her to interrupt him, but his smile grew super wide and his heart beat rose with happiness. Isabella laughed and shook her head at him, " Unless you'd rather go dance with Danny."
Scott shook his head with a laugh too, " Danny's great and all, Nothing against him, but I like you more."
Isabella smiled at him and leaned in to give him a small peck on the lips. As she pulled away, Scott held out his hand for her which she gladly took as he led her to the dance floor. Isabella put her arms around his neck and his arms snaked around her waist as they swayed to the music.
She looked over Scott's shoulder to see Lydia and Stiles doing the same thing, except Lydia had her arms around his back and her head was on his chest. Isabella poked Scott in the shoulder and pointed behind him, causing his head to swivel around and look at Stiles and Lydia.
" Wow." Scott said surprised as he turned back around," Who would have thought. He has her and I..." He paused.
" You have what, Scott?" Isabella said looking into his eyes.
" I have you. And only you. " Scott said with a cheesy smile.
Isabella looked at him with the most love she had ever had for someone and lightly stood on her tip toes to kiss him yet again. He kissed back immediately and that kiss was better than all of the ones she had with him previously. This one meant something more than even they knew how to comprehend. It was their first time being together since they had gotten back together, just her and him. And him and her. No one else.
When they had broken apart from their kiss, Scott looked down at her and wouldn't stop staring right into her blue eyes. Isabella looked off to the side biting her lip as she said with a blush on her cheeks," What?"
" It's just hard not to look at you." Scott said nervously and his cheeks lit up too with a rosy tint.
She smirked at him and then leaned up to whisper in his ear," I like when you look at me."
When she moved away from his ear, he looked at her with admiration. Isabella could honestly smell the love coming off of him and she could bet he could smell it coming off of her too.
She tightened her arms around his neck and put her forehead up against his as they swayed peacefully together. They just let the soft music guide them gracefully.
Scott looked at Isabella with a smile before chucking to himself, "I remember at the clinic when you were laying down on me and I woke up in the middle of the night to you sleeping there. You didn't know it but I had brought you up to lay with me. You didn't move at all as I did it. I also remember thinking as I watched you snuggle into me, " I could stay here like this forever. " And then you kinda started hitting me in the head and saying," Don't be dumb, Stiles." and it really hurt so I moved you down back to the seat and just let you lay your head on me. Then you started to drool on me and it was kinda disgusting."
Isabella shook her head and laughed with embarrassment, " Okay, Shut up. How do you even remember this you? I swear you were all drugged up."
" Sorry." Scott chuckled, " I don't honestly know how I did. And I know that's kinda embarrassing, but I just wanted to hear you laugh. I like your laugh. "
Scott paused for a moment but then before she could even reply to that adorable comment he said quietly, " And I kinda love your smile. And your blonde hair." He said twirling her hair around on his finger," I also love this dress you're wearing and how it makes your eyes pop even more than they already do."
" Scott... " Isabella said quietly making him stop talking and look at her, " Why are you saying all this?"
Scott smiled at her and grabbed her face softly in his hands, " Because I love you." Her breath hitched in her throat and her heart started beating faster.
Scott searched her eyes looking for an answer. She was too in shock to say anything because it was only the third time either of them had said it and this moment was much more intimate than the others had been. She did love him too, but she couldn't get the words out.
Scott frowned when she didn't answer and looked down, slowly starting to remove his hands from her face. Before he could get away, she grabbed his hands and stopped them from moving. Scott's head came back up and he looked at her, making it her opportunity to show him that she did too.
She crashed her lips to his, causing Scott to gasp but he quickly recovered and kissed her back. This one again felt different. This one was their kiss to show their love. They both knew that they had loved each other, but they never truly had a moment like this.
Isabella broke the kiss and Scott stood there looking at her dumbfounded, " Why'd you do that?"
She smiled at him and said with love in her eyes,"Because I love you too."
Scott was about to say something when Isabella heard a voice and a heart beating out of control, " I was out behind the school and I...." Isabella knew that voice, it was Jackson.
She looked at Scott worriedly, " Something's wrong with Jackson."
His eyebrows furrowed, " What do you mean? How do you know?"
Isabella started panicking and pulled herself away from him. She didn't know why but she had the urge to go to him and help him. It was like she needed to get to him.
" I don't know what's wrong but I can feel it. I can hear his heartbeat and his voice. If it's Peter or Argent coming after him again, I can't let anything happen to him. And if it involves someone else like Stiles or Lydia or even Allison, I have to try and stop it. I'm sorry."
Isabella said as tried to walk away from him, but before she could Scott grabbed her arm, "I'm coming with you. Remember? We're doing this together."
She looked at him for a minute with panic on her face, but she slowly calmed down and smiled at him. She grabbed his hand in hers and ran towards the exit of the gym which was very hard in her heels, she almost tripped three times.
She followed Jackson's voice and found him talking to Stiles right outside the gym doors.
She heard them talking and Stiles said," What did you do?" As they approached, but her mind wasn't focused on them anymore.
When she took a step out that gym door, she heard something else along with a familiar scent that she had been smelling often. She needed to investigate, that scent never meant anything good.
She didn't want them all following her, it was her fight. Isabella turned to Scott and smiled calmly, " Can you handle this? I have to go to the bathroom?"
Scott smiled at her and nodded, " Yeah, of course."
Scott leant down and gave her a kiss before she walked off in the opposite direction towards the "bathroom". When she was out of sight, she took her heels off her feet and ran towards the school exit. The very doors that happened to lead right for the lacrosse field. It was right where the scent was.
The sound Isabella had heard was Lydia yelling out for Jackson and the scent that was coming from where Lydia was didn't make her feel good. Peter's scent was all over the lacrosse field.
If she could smell it from inside, he was definitely there. Isabella busted through the doors and caught sight of Lydia walking towards the field and shouting, "Jackson!?"
Isabella ran down the hill with water splashing her feet from the wet grass towards Lydia and shouted, " Lydia!"
Lydia whipped around towards Isabella and gave her an annoyed look when she reached her, " What are you doing here? Trying to steal Jackson from me again?" She said sassily with her hand on her hip and a glare in Isabella's direction.
Isabella gave her a confused look and scoffed, "No, never Lydia. I don't see him like that. " She said with a pause before continuing, " I was just looking for you. I saw you weren't with Stiles and I was worried."
Totally a lie, but she wasn't gonna say, " Hey, I heard you screaming for Jackson and I smelled my psychotic uncle's scent out here because I'm a werewolf " so yeah, she stuck with her cover story.
" Oh...In that case, thanks." Lydia said with a smile as she dropped the sass.
Lydia turned on her heel and started walking towards the lacrosse field again. She walked while rubbing her arms, obviously cold in her pink dress. Isabella ran up to her and said putting her hands on Lydia's shoulders, " Let's go back inside. Lydia, you're freezing. "
Lydia shrugged her hands off and said," Not without Jackson."
Isabella sighed and tried to guide her back inside, " Lydia, come on I know where he-"
She was cut off halfway through her sentence when all the lights came on, illuminating the lacrosse field. The lights were so bright that she had to cover her eyes as they turned on. She wondered how Scott played under those. Maybe, she took back her idea of wanting to try out for the team, those lights were a big no.
As Isabella was finally able to see again, she saw Lydia looking off between two bleachers and squinting her eyes, " Jackson! Jackson, is that you?"
Isabella looked where Lydia was looking and there was indeed a figure. It wasn't Jackson though, he was inside with Scott and Stiles. Isabella knew who this was, she could smell him. It was Peter fucking asshole Hale.
Isabella pushed Lydia behind her protectively, "That's not Jackson."
Peter started walking towards them and wouldn't stop, so Isabella got in a fighting position. She would do whatever she had to do to save Lydia. If that meant letting Peter kill her then so be it. She didn't know why he wanted to hurt her, but it wasn't happening. She was gonna protect her, she was at least going to try.
Peter almost hesitated to walk forward when he watched Isabella push Lydia behind her because he had seen something that shocked him. His niece's eyes had glimmered like a creature he had only heard of. He could tell something in her was changing, but it didn't stop him from wanting to hurt the strawberry blonde. He shook off the shock and continued forward.
Isabella turned and looked into Lydia's scared eyes as she screamed, " Run Lydia! Run!"
Lydia flinched but didn't move. God, what was Isabella going to do with her?
When Isabella turned back around Peter was right in her face. He smirked at her evilly, " I didn't want to have to do this, but I said someone more innocent."
Isabella's eyes widened, he didn't mean Allison at all, he wanted Lydia.
He smirked at her again before taking out his large claws and plunging them into her chest without warning, twisting them around dangerously, "I didn't want to have to do this either. Poor Derek is gonna be so sad when I find him, but you left me no choice."
Peter lifted her up, just like he did to Derek. The only difference this time was that she was facing him and he hit her from the front. Isabella heard Lydia gasp behind her as she started spitting up blood, it rolled down her dress and leg.
Peter took his claws out and admired the red blood dripping off them and into the grass before he threw Isabella across the field.
Isabella landed harshly and she tried to get up but she failed. She could barely see anything as she heard another person yell, " Lydia run!"
She knew it was Stiles, he was gonna be her Batman. Like she always knew he would be.
Stiles was human and he could probably still do more than she did, she thought herself pathetic. At this point, she had a pool of blood next to her and her vision was all black. She couldn't see.
Isabella took one last breathe as she reached her hand out and croaked out the word, "Scott."
After that she felt nothing, no pain. No thoughts. No emotions. No nothing. This was her ending...on a formal disaster. She should have listened to that bad feeling, but she didn't and now she payed the price. Her only hope was that Lydia was okay, if not that meant this was all for nothing.