Chapter 2: Unexplainable Pain
Chapter Song: Lean on Me by Bill Withers
"Sometimes in our life we all have pain, we all have sorrows, but if we are wise we know that there is always tomorrow."
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" So if they find find her are they going to kill her?" Stiles said in a panic while they sped down the road following wherever Scott's nose took them.
Scott's head was out the window and he was sniffing the air, it was actually really funny to Isabella but she wasn't smiling. The whole time that she been sitting in the car she had a scowl on her face. She didn't want Allison there, she wasn't needed. If she didn't want to help her then she shouldn't be able to help Lydia, end of story.
Isabella wouldn't have been acting like this if Allison would've returned one of her numerous calls or texts but, no not a single one was returned. Isabella had thought about the possibility that Allison didn't have her phone because her dad could have took it. The flaw to this theory was that Isabella had snuck a glance earlier to see Allison did indeed have her phone. She had looked briefly but it was enough to see it firmly placed in her hand. She must have gotten the calls and texts.
Isabella heard Allison's heart beat rise as she answered Stiles," I don't know. They're not telling me anything."
Isabella's head snapped towards her," You're lying. Your heartbeat spiked. "
Allison looked over at her with wide eyes and a shocked expression, " No, I'm not I swear. I'm just freaking out, if you haven't noticed. "
She shouted this at Isabella, that was a bad choice on her part. Allison thought she was freaking out? ISABELLA WAS FREAKING OUT! She had been the one there for Lydia, she had been the only one to see her, she had been the one to risk her life for Lydia. Allison had no right.
Isabella began to get angry and growled under her breath as she stared at Allison with murder in her eyes. She watched fear grow in Allison's brown eyes as she backed up in her seat a bit. She kept her eyes firmly locked on Allison as she continued to breath heavily, she hated her right now. How dare Allison say she's freaking out when she was barely there for Lydia?
Isabella kept staring at her until she heard a voice firmly say, " Izzy, Stop. This is not what we came here to do. All she wants to do is help. "
She turned her head towards the person speaking which happened to be Scott and gave him a rude look before slouching back in her seat and crossing her arms. She wasn't happy in the slightest.
As she pouted to herself in her anger, she heard Allison sigh before speaking, "Look, all I know is that my dad said that we would talk after Kate's funeral when the others got here."
Isabella's head snapped to her and before she could question Allison, Stiles beat her to it.
" What others?!" Stiles said in a panic as he quickly looked back at Allison while still trying to keep an eye on the road ahead of them.
" I don't know. They won't tell me that either." Allison said leaning up in her seat to talk to Stiles as Isabelle rolled her eyes at her. Of course they didn't tell Allison. She couldn't be trusted, especially with friendships. She learned that the hard way.
" Okay, you family's got some serious communication issues to work on." Stiles said with anger and sarcasm as he turned back in his seat aggressively.
Isabella scoffed and curled her face up in disgust before saying with mockery in her tone, " Obviously Allison needs to work on her communication skills in general."
The whole car went silent as she said this. Isabella smiled to herself as she looked at Allison who had a deep frown on her face and was looking into her lap. When Allison finally looked up she looked straight at Isabella and her face softened when she saw the tears rolling down Allison's face. She started to feel bad, but only slightly.
Allison reached for Isabella's hand but she pulled back instantly and the hurt grew on Allison's face. Allison reached up and wiped her face to rid the tears before she then gulped as she tried to speak," Look Izzy...."
Isabella put her hand up and stopped her with a sigh,"Stop. We'll talk about this later." She turned away from Allison and put her hand on Scott's shoulder gently, "Scott, we going the right way?"
Allison looked at Isabella sadly before nodding her head and looking back down to her lap. Isabella looked at her for a few seconds, watching her as her hung low and she had to admit that she started to feel bad. Maybe she was too harsh, but maybe not. Allison deserved it.....right?
Isabella turned her head away from Allison and towards Scott who still hadn't answered her question but was sniffing the air aggressively. Isabella watched in curiosity as his head perk up and he shouted at Stiles, " Take the next right."
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Why does everything end up at Isabella's home? Could the supernatural go somewhere other than her house and give her a break? It was starting to become annoying. Isabella was mentally scolding Lydia, she had thought she was a bit more original. The group of teens had been here for about five minutes and Isabella was still quite mad that this is where Lydia's scent led to.
Scott and Isabella were walking hand and hand behind Stiles and Allison who were a little bit ahead of them. Allison hadn't tried to talk to her since she had decided to be an ass in the car. Not her best move, but she had to let it out. It was killing her to keep it inside.
Stiles stopped abruptly in the middle of the clearing and turned to Scott and Isabella with raised eyebrows as he asked skeptically," She came here? You guys are sure?"
" Yeah, this is where the scent leads." Scott says with a nod.
Isabella nods her head in agreement and stares up head at her house,"Yeah were sure, I smell it too."
Stiles grunts quietly and turns back around to face the house. He takes a soft sigh before he starts walking towards it with Scott, Allison, and Isabella following.
As they walked Stiles stopped again and turned around to the group, " Alright, but has Lydia ever been here?"
" Not with me. I doubt any of us would have brought her here. She barely even knows what's happening in this town." Isabella said with a shrug of her shoulder.
Isabella really had no idea why Lydia would have came to the Hale house in the first place, especially since she had done such a good job at hiding the true location of her house from Allison and Lydia.... that was until Scott blurted out her secret to Allison just because she had seen him and her father.
Stiles started walking again when suddenly a thought came to Isabella's mind and she shouted out to everyone, stopping them in their tracks as they turned to look at her," What if she came here on instinct, looking for my dad? I mean, if she turned she most likely will be drawn to finding an Alpha. Lone wolves don't make it on there own. "
They all looked at Isabella for a while without saying anything which made her feel stupid. She raised her eyebrows at them and crossed her arms over her chest while saying insecurely, " What?"
Scott just shook his head and sighed before saying," It's just strange hearing you involved after this last week. I guess it's just hitting us now that you're finally back. "
Isabella gave him a weird expression and shook her head, "Since when haven't I been involved? I mean I did get trapped in a school by my crazy ass uncle and attacked by him because I was involved. "
Stiles took his turn to sigh which brought Isabella's attention toward him," What's he's trying to say is that while you went rogue on us and left for a week, we missed you. Not hearing you or talking to you for that long was torture. You're one of the pieces of the puzzle that fit us two misfits together. I mean look at Scott,"
Stiles pointed at Scott and chuckled to himself, "You think this nerd with the uneven jaw would have ever gotten off that bench if he didn't have the motive to be better for you? Uh I don't think so, buddy." Stiles said as he slapped Scott on the chest. Scott glared at him through squinted eyes and then hit Stiles on the back of the head, causing him to yelp out in pain and grab his head hastily.
Isabella giggled to herself as Stiles rubbed the back of his head while glaring at Scott. Stiles glared at Scott for a few seconds longer before he finally stopped and shrugged his shoulders.
Stiles looked straight at Isabella and smiled sweetly, "Anyways...Izzy, he was just saying its different to have you here now, but a good different. " Stiles' smile grew at the end of his words, which in turn brought a smile to Isabella lips. The smile however, didn't last long because as soon as it appeared, it dropped off her face.
Isabella's face fell as she felt an unbearable pain rip into her side. It's was like she was getting her hip torn off of her. Isabella let out a shriek of pain and fell to the ground holding her hip. Scott, Allison, and Stiles' eyes went wide as they heard her cry of pain and watched her fall to the ground, they all hurried to her in a panic.
Allison was surprisingly the first one to reach her and she started shouting frantically at Isabella as she bent down to her knees and tried to find the source of her pain, "Izzy! Izzy!Are you okay?What's happening?"
" I don't know. " Isabella said through gritted teeth. She didn't know why she was in pain, but she knew she had felt a pain very similar in her life. A pain that was instilled in her mind, a pain almost like...but it couldn't be.
Isabella paused in confusion and finally looked down at her wound. Her shirt surprisingly had blood seeping out of it around her hand and she almost let out a cry at the sight of it. She lifted her hand off of the wound and ignored all her friends cries to see what was wrong. She slowly lifted up her shirt to see it, she had to know. Isabella closed her eyes tightly in anticipation as she rolled her shirt up, she was scared to see.
All the teens were silenced when they saw what it Isabella's side looked like, they didn't want to alarm her but it looked bad. Isabella still had her eyes closed and judging by the reactions from her friends she knew it wasn't just a simple wound, she was scared. Isabella gulped before opening her eyes slowly and looking at the wound. When her eyes caught sight of it she gasped in horror and surprise.
Clear as day on her side there was a fresh werewolf bite. It couldn't be though, she was already a werewolf. Isabella stared at it in disbelief and slowly traced it, forgetting about the pain. The pain was still prominent, but she just wanted to know what was happening, the pain was clouded by her own curiosity.
Isabella heard Scott ask quietly if she was okay, but she just waved him off with her hand, not taking her eyes off the wound.
Isabella heard him sigh and stand up, but not before kissing her softly on the head. Stiles and Allison followed after him and began talking quietly over by a tree. They were concerned with Isabella, but they could tell she would be okay and that she wanted to be left alone.
She just completely zoned out, she didn't even care what her friends were saying. She wasn't really worried anymore about the actual wound, she knew it would heal, but how did she get it?
There was literally no explanation and it mesmerized her. She had blood all over my hands now, but she didn't care. She figured it was just a day in the life of Isabella Hale.
Isabella was finally broken out of her trance when she heard a whooshing sound come from nearby and Scott shout out, "Stiles?!"
Isabella looked up from her hip to where Scott's voice was, when she saw him she couldn't help but laugh. She just couldn't, It was too funny.
Stiles turned around from and stood up from where he and Allison were observing a trip wire and said, "Yeah buddy?"
Stiles went silent when he saw what Isabella had just moments ago. He would have laughed too if he didn't feel like an idiot for being the one to pull the trip wire not only seconds ago, he didn't even think of the possibility of someone getting stuck in it.
Scott was hanging by one foot with the wire wrapped around his ankle. His hair flowed into his face and he began to turn red from the blood rushing down through his body. The more Isabella looked at him the more she laughed, she just couldn't help it.
Isabella got a glare sent her way, but Scott's face quickly softened when she saw Isabella still on the ground and blood coming out of her hip. Isabella smiled at him sweetly when she noticed his quick change of moods and whispered, " It's okay. It'll heal."
Scott gave her a sad look before shaking his head and returning to the problem he was currently in. Scott looked at Stiles with a deadly glare and said, "Next time you see a tripwire...Don't trip it."
It made the situation even funnier to Isabella that Allison probably knew what Stiles had done and she didn't even stop him, it brought joy to her that Allison had let Stiles be the idiotic person he was so often.
Stiles grinned widely at Scott and laughed as he held out a hand to Allison and pulled her off the ground before walking over to Scott to help him down, "Yeah, Noted. "
Isabella too tried to stand, but the wound seemed to stretch as she stood and the pain made her wince as she collapsed back down to the leaf covered ground.
Allison snapped her head over to Isabella as she heard her topple to the ground once again and gave her a look of sympathy before walking over to help her up. Isabella didn't want to accept it because she was still mad at her, but she knew that she needed the help.
As Allison reached Isabella and began to put her arms around Isabella's body to support her, Scott began shouting and waving his arms loosely," Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait!"
When hearing Scott's frantic shouts, Allison began to pull Isabella up faster than she would have wanted, making pain explode through her. Isabella growled out and cursed under her breath as the pain rippled throughout her. Allison gave her a look of guilt and said sorry with a wince.
The two girls turned their heads back to Scott just in time to hear him say to Stiles frantically," Someone's coming."
Allison hastily walks herself and Isabella's body over to Stiles and Scott as they all look around frantically, trying to see if they could find the person. Scott looked at his three friends as if they were crazy when he realized they didn't take the hint to run and hide.
Scott shook his head in disbelief and whispered loudly to them as he heard the footsteps and voices coming closer, " Hide."
Allison and Stiles continued to stand around Scott's hanging body as Isabella leaned limply in Allison's body. Isabella wanted to grab them by their shirts and pull them away, but she couldn't even support herself at the moment. All she could do was hope they got the message soon.
Isabella didn't really have the motivation to argue with Allison and Stiles as she hung in Allison's arms, she instead decided to try and hear what Scott was hearing. When her ears caught onto the sound a panic rushed through her...it wasn't just one person, it was quite a lot of people. They were moving at a quick pace and they sounded liken they were on a mission.
Isabella's face broke out into panic. She was in no condition to protect herself, maybe hiding was a good idea. She wouldn't be able to protect Stiles and Allison if the people turned out to be unfriendly....and Scott was currently a little tied up. They needed to hide and to hide quickly.
Scott looked at the three of them this time with a even crazier look when they didn't move and the footsteps became unsettlingly close to their location.
He waved his arms again and then shouted urgently, "Go!"
This final warning seemed to finally click in Stiles and Allison's brain. Stiles ran over to Allison and put his other arm under Isabella to help Allison drag her across the forest. The two friends drug their debilitated friends with a struggle and began to hustle behind a big grove of trees. Stiles and Allison carefully laid Isabella up against a tree and made sure she was in a position that would no longer cause her to rip her wound.
They then both preceded to hide behind two separate trees and peered cautiously from behind them to see what was happening. Isabella was grateful that they were watching seeing as they had left Scott hanging in the tree without hesitation. They didn't really have a choice in the matter, but she still felt bad. They had no way of knowing who had been approaching them and they just left Scott to fend for himself. Isabella was scared for him.
Fortunately, she had a nice view of Scott from where she was and was completely sealed by the darkness that fell over her from the dark night. Isabella saw the figures approaching and when she realized who they were, she definitely wasn't surprised. It was Chris Argent and a bunch of other people with him, most likely hunters. People she had never seen before, but hunters nonetheless.
As Chris approached Scott's dangling body, he shook his head with a sigh before squatting to come to eye level with Scott. Isabella could sense the anger leaking off of Chris as he stared at Scott.
He tilted his head to the side and asked sternly," Scott?"
Scott nodded his head and said nonchalantly, " Mr. Argent."
" How you doing? "Argent questioned mockingly. Isabella could practically see the smirk on his face in her mind.
Scott gulped nervously and said while gesturing to himself with a wave of his hand, " Good. You know, just hangin' out."
Isabella couldn't help but chuckle as she heard this come out of Scott's mouth. No wonder Scott and Stiles have been best friends since childhood, in some instances their brains work exactly the same.
Scott paused for a moment because he thought Chris was going to speak but he didn't so he kept going, " Uh, is this one of yours? It's, uh, Good. Nice design. Very constricting. "
Isabella let out yet another small chuckle that she could not hold in which made Stiles turn to her with a glare from where he was watching crouched behind a tree. Isabella shrugged her shoulders innocently making him scoff and turn away from her as he continued to watch the scene in front of him.
Isabella rolled her eyes at the back of Stiles' head and then proceed to watch the scene again too. She heard Chris sigh angrily and ask, " What are you doing out here Scott?"
Scott's face scrunched up and he said with a wince on his face, " Looking for my friend."
Chris nodded his head and said smugly, " Ah, that's right. Lydia's in your group now. Part of your clique. Is that how you say it? Or is there a better way to say it, part of your pack?"
Isabella heard anger rise up in Scott's heart at this comment and she couldn't blame him, she felt the same feeling deep inside herself. Scott narrowed his eyes at Chris, "Actually, clique sounds just about right to me."
Isabella was shocked at how easy it was for Chris to hunt Lydia down, especially since she was one of his daughter's best friend. How dare he speak of Lydia in that way? Why couldn't he just leave her alone? She couldn't have killed anyone...yet.
Lydia was probably so lost, so afraid, and Chris had the audacity to treat her like just another monster. They didn't even know if Lydia had transitioned and he was still hunting her. If he was able to do that so easily, what would he be willing to do if he found out about Isabella. She was truly a monster and had been for years. Especially when she's friends with his daughter.
Isabella growled under her breathe at the mere thought of it, causing Stiles to whip his head around again to her with a stern look that seemed to read the word," don't".
Isabella again rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest as sat against her tree with a pout. She was pretty angry and it made her mad that Stiles wouldn't let her do anything. It's not like she could actually hurt him seeing as she was still a bit damaged, it was just gonna be a small scare. Stiles really was being a party pooper.
" I hope so." Chris replied before taking a pause. If there was one thing everyone could agree on it would be that, especially Isabella. She didn't want this life for Lydia, she didn't deserve it at all.
Chris swept up a few leaves of the ground and then sighed before continuing, " 'Cause I know she's a good friend of Allison's. And one special circumstance, such as yourself--one I can handle.Not two. "
Chris stopped again and looked over to the side, watching the trees flutter in the slight breeze of the night, before turning back to Scott. He pushed his face as close as he could to Scott's and sighed heavily, " Scott, do you know what a hemicorporectomy is?"
Isabella's face immediately scrunched up in disgust at the word, it didn't sound good. She didn't like the sound of that word. She knew that if Lydia were there she would know what it meant, but unfortunately she wasn't. The possibility of what it could mean scared her. What was even scarier was that Chris knew what it meant, that was not a good thing.
Scott sighed and sassily used his hands to express the annoyance he was feeling, "I have a feeling I don't want to."
" A medical term for amputating somebody at the waist, cutting then in half. Takes a tremendous amount of strength to cut through tissue and bone like that." Chris raised his hand up to Scott, indicated a slicing of his stomach, "Let's hope a demonstration never becomes necessary."
Chris gives Scott one more look before slowly standing up and walking away from Scott. The hunters who had came with him slowly followed behind Chris and eyed Scott with smirks. They hadn't said a word the whole time, but Isabella knew they were just as dangerous as Chris was at the moment. They were all hunters after all.
As soon as Chris was far enough away from the teen's location, Allison and Stiles rushed over to Isabella and picked her up. They gently began helping her walk over to Scott, so they could find a way to get him down. Isabella was feeling a lot better, but she took the free help. She'd never turn down a chance to at least be a little lazy.
When they had reached Scott, Isabella immediately sent a small smile his way,"Hey, you okay?
Scott shook his head and huffed in annoyance, "Just another life threatening conversation with Allison's dad."
Isabella chuckled but it was soon cut short as Allison spoke up, " Stiles come help me with this."
Allison abruptly let go of Isabella's side and ran over to a where the trip wire was hook to the ground. In compliance with Allison's command, Stiles too let go Isabella's side. Her eyes widened in realization as she realized she had no when left to lean on and fell straight to the ground on her butt with a thud.
" Ow! I would have like a little warning!" Isabella shouted at them as she sat on the ground in shock and glared at them.
Allison turned her head around to look at Isabella with a chuckle, " Oh hush Izzy, you're fine. I can tell you're healing. "
Allison then turned back around and continued to try to get Scott down with the help of Stiles without another word.
Isabella rolled her eyes at them and slowly stood up with a grunt before walking over to Scott with a shake of her head.
" They're idiots" Isabella said as she approached him with leaves crunching underneath her boots.
Scott's eyebrows furrowed and he gave her a look of confusion, " Huh?"
Isabella smirked at him and sprung her claws out, letting Scott see them right before she cut the wire with them in less than a second. Scott's eyes widened as he suddenly fell to the ground and landed hard.
Scott sat up and rubbed his head as he playfully glared at his girlfriend," Now who's the one who needs to give people some warning?"
Isabella smiled innocently and shrugged her shoulders. Allison and Stiles both sprung around when they heard the wire snap and they looked at Scott and Isabella in surprise.
Isabella flashed her claws at the pair and said with a smirk, " Thanks for helping but I think I got it. Now, lets go find Lydia."
Isabella confidently began walking away from them and up to her house. She was determined to find Lydia, she had to. And after she found her and only after, she needed to find out what had happened to her tonight. She prayed that Lydia would show up soon because she was itching to know what in the world had happened.
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The group had never found Lydia and they had searched all night. Isabella could have sworn though that her scent was right there. It had to be.
She was pretty disappointed when they didn't find her. She just wanted her best friend back. Lydia could be a pain in the ass and made her wear heels when she didn't want to, but Isabella still loved her.
The group had gathered into Stiles' Jeep after finding no evidence of Lydia except for the fact that her scent was all over the place. Stiles was currently driving Alison home since she didn't have her car and the atmosphere in the car had been tense the whole way. No one had said a word. They were all too stressed and worried.
Isabella felt as if she everything was falling apart. She was more worried about Lydia than ever. What if the hunters found out about her and she did end up transitioning? Chris had basically implied that she was dead if she was. Isabella couldn't handle the thought of that.
Lydia did not deserve that kind of life, she did not deserve any of it. Sure being a werewolf was cool and all but still sucked majorly. Especially full moons, Isabella didn't want that kind of pain for her.
Isabella closed her eyes with a sigh and put her head on the window. She was literally going go crazy if they didn't find her, they needed to.
Isabella was broken out of her thoughts when Allison put her hand gently on her shoulder. She turned her head to Allison and gave her a blank stare. They still hadn't talked about what they needed to and Isabella know it was partially her fault because she was so hostile towards her, but she had been really hurt be her.
Allison gave her a small smile and attempted to reassure her, "Don't worry Izzy, we will find her."
" And what if we don't Allison?! Then I'm down two best friends." Isabella snapped angrily as she nudged Allison's hand off of her shoulder.
Allison's face immediately turned saddened and Isabella regretted what she had said as soon as she said it.
Isabella looked down into her lap and said nervously, "Look Allison, I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean that. I was just really hurt by you. And with everything on top of that...I guess my anger has been at its peak. I'm sorry."
As Isabella finished speaking she slowly raised her head from her own lap and looked into Allison's brown eyes. Isabella didn't even notice that she herself had been crying until she felt a drop hit her hand. She wasn't the only one crying though, Allison was too.
Allison frantically shook her head at Isabella and said with shakiness in her voice," No, I'm the one who should be sorry. You have every right to be mad. I was just so confused that I didn't know what to do, I'm so stupid. I didn't even visit you when you needed me. I ignored all your calls and texts because I was scared. I'm so sorry for all of that, I really am. You don't have to forg-"
Isabella had heard enough so she stopped her mid- sentence and pulled her into a hug. Allison was right, she didn't have to forgive her, but she did. Plus, Isabella kinda needed a friend.
As the two pulled away from each other, Isabella smiled at her and cocked her head to the side in playful question, " I forgive you. Can we just forget this ever happened and move on?"
Allison smiled widely and nodded her head excitedly as she practically bounced in her seat, " Yes, yes of course."
The girls suddenly heard a clap from the front seat and both their heads snapped towards Stiles and Scott, who to be completely honest, Isabella had forgotten were in the Jeep with them.
The Jeep came to a halt as Stiles parked it and turned back to them with a satisfied smile on his face, "I've been waiting for this to happen all night. I was a little skeptical but looks like I got what I wanted."
Isabella leaned forward and got inches away from Stiles' head and indicated for him to come closer to her with her finger, "Hey, Stiles?"
" Yeah?" He questioned bringing his head closer to her,
Isabella swung her hand back and hit him in the back of the head. He immediately grabbed his head in pain and began to grunt angrily as Isabella watched with satisfaction. She would always enjoy whacking Stiles upside the head.
" What was that for? I was being a supportive friend!" Stiles questioned Isabella with a shout as he looked at her with crazed eyes.
" You ruined the moment. Plus, I just like hitting you." Isabella said with a shrug as she slouched back in her seat.
Stiles scoffed and turned back around in his seat, " Yeah, I realized that."
Scott and Allison chuckled as Stiles mumbled under his breathe and started the car again to continue to drive to Allison's house.
Isabella was staying at Danny's house that night since Lydias scent was all over her home,she didn't want to deal with that. She was just ready for that night to end. She wanted to be able start fresh and hopefully find Lydia tomorrow...a girl could only hope.