Sweet and Spicy [Isaac Lahey]

12 // choice

》Colline

Finally, detention was finished and I was ready to go home. Funny how I haven't had contact with Scott, Stiles, Allison, Lydia, Isaac or even Derek since this morning. Maybe they're all busy. Or something's up. Well, whatever it is, I will not get in the middle of it.

I shut my locker as I grabbed my stuff. I felt something drop, I reached down to grab it. When I reached down, I saw shoes. Man's shoes. I looked up. It was Deucalion.

"I still have 24 hours left to do the deal." I said.

"Rules have changed, sweetheart. The deal is to be done," He grabs me by the neck, I flinch in pain. "Now." He demanded.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked him, once we slid into a car.

The driver on the front started driving. "To your lovers."

The light outside was fading. It was already dark. We arrived at the building where Derek lived. Deucalion basically dragged me inside and upstairs. When we almost reached the entrance, I saw a figure. It was Isaac's. It was the hoodie he wore. It was him. When we reached the entrance, Deucalion pushed me inside, as he walked in. The water rested under my knees.

"How tragic it is that one of your betas has fallen, Derek. But however, I am still not impressed with you Derek. And when I am not impressed, I intend to kill that boring one." Deucalion basically spat.

"Colline!" Isaac tried to come up to me, he stood up from where he was, where he was with Ms. Blake.

Wait, why is Ms. Blake here?

"One more step, beta and I will gladly drive a spear down your throat." Deucalion threatens Isaac.

"What is this?" Derek asks.

"Let's say, I made a deal with the mortal, the mortal tries to make the right decision, and ends up making a horrible one." Deucalion says.

"Colline?" Derek whispers.

"This isn't what you promised me." I said, my voice was shaky.

"Well that will teach you a lesson, stop trusting werewolves." Deucalion says, in an agressive tone.

"You're all probably wondering, what deal has she made with the devil now?" Deucalion's voice boomed in the room.

"I made her choose. If she kills Derek Hale, I won't harm poor head over heels, Isaac Lahey. If she fails, I kill them both." Deucalion sums it up. Everyone looks at me, unbelievingly.

"Or better yet, if she doesn't do it. I'll just turn her into one of us, wouldn't you like that Scott?" Deucalion says, and there it was, Scott was by the entrance. He was growling.

Scott was lunging towards Deucalion, but Deucalion, pulled out his spear and it hit Scott's leg. Scott groaned in pain, as he pulled himself to the stairs.

"Scott!" I tried to go to him, but Deucalion stopped me.

"Don't get in my way, Scott. Or I'll make her kill you too." Deucalion spat at Scott.

"So, let's get into it, shall we?"

Deucalion pulled out a silver blade. It was a huge blade.

"This blade right here, is dipped with a different kind of wolfsbane. Dipped with Colline's blood and was lighten by the moonlight. This will reassure one's death." Deucalion played with the tip.

"Colline, sweetheart, it's time." He handed me the blade and walked me to Derek.

I felt everyone's eyes were on me. Cora couldn't. She just rested her head onto Stiles' chest. Derek was looking at me, mercifully.

"It's alright. Go on." Derek smiles sympathetically.

Derek was getting ready for his awaiting death. My hands were shaking. As I felt tears spill out of my eyes.

"I love you." He whispers.

I was taken aback.

I turned around as Deucalion spoke; "Colline, darling, if you don't put that blade in somebody's stomach, I will s***h Isaac's throat." Deucalion threatens once more as I got a glimpse of Decaulion holding Isaac by the neck and claws near to s***h.

I sucked in a breath. I raised the blade up, as Derek closed his eyes. My eyes were watering as my lips were quivering. And my heart was beating too fast. And my hands were shaking.

I turned to Deucalion, "You can suck your deal." I raised the blade and sucked it into my stomach.

Pain shot through my body as bodies went towards me as I felt myself falling, everyone was rushing to me. As I got a glimpse of Deucalion immediately leaving once he knew things got bad. Even the twins came rushing to me. But the last thing I saw was Scott's crying eyes.

I guess they have two bodies to bury tonight.

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》Scott

"We can't take her to the hospital. We have to take her to Deaton's. What if wolfsbane or moonlight has an effect on humans?" Stiles said as we were driving to the hospital.

"Stiles, she's human. Wolfsbane or moonlight don't affect her." Lydia points out.

"Hurry up Stiles! She's loosing a lot of blood!" Derek demanded.

"Alright, alright." Stiles pressed on the gas further.

"Scott...." Colline says, as I kept my hand to her bleeding stomach.

"Shhh. Shhh it's going to be alright." I whispered to her.Her lips were dry, and her eyes, her eyes could barely stay open, her skin was now going pale.

"If I don't make it-"

"No. Don't. Don't say that." Tears began to well up my eyes. She chuckles lightly, "You say it like it's possible."

"It is." Scott says."Turn the car around." Derek suddenly demanded."What?" Stiles says, but kept driving."Turn the car around, Stiles. You're right. We can't take her to a hospital. We have to go to Deaton." Derek says.

"She's about to die, Derek!" Stiles says.

"There's not enough time she's dying!" Lydia says.

"Take a little bit of her pain, Scott. That will give us time." Derek says, as Stiles turned the car around to go to Deaton.

"Hold on, okay?" I whispered to her as she nodded weakly.

I held her hand and took a little bit of her pain.

"Scott..."

"What is it Colline?" I asked her, still holding her cold hand.

"What if the only choice left is to turn me?" She asks. "Would you let it happen?"

All of the people in the car fell silent, my mouth felt dry. She's been here no more than a month and she's a werewolf. I can't let that happen. But I also can't let my sister die.

"Deaton will know what to do, you don't have to be a werewolf, Colline." Lydia cuts in.

"Alright, we're here!" Stiles announced.

I went out, holding Colline's freezing body and went inside Deaton's clinic and Deaton cleared everything he had on the table and we set Colline down.

"Uh, she sort of stabbed herself with a silver blade dipped in wolfsbane and her blood and was raised to the moonlight, to prove Deucalion she can suck on his own ass." Stiles summed it up for Deaton.

One moment Colline was cold and now she was sweating.

"I can't breathe, Scott." Colline says, breathlessly.

"Hey, it's all right. I'm here." I said, wiping the sweat off of her forehead.

"I know you've always been." She whispers. I held her hand, kissing it.

"You all need rest. You've had quite a night. She'll be fine. I know what to do." Deaton says.

"At least one of us has to stay." Scott says.

"Definitely not one of you are going to stay. You're all tired." Deaton says. "She'll be safe here, I promise." Deaton reassures.

"We'll check up on her by morning." I say as the four of us walk out.

We were greeted by Isaac, who came rushing in. "Is she fine? Is she alright?"

"She'll be fine. We all need our rest, Isaac." I said to him.

"No, no, I don't need rest. I need to be with her. I have to be with her." Isaac says.

"We'll check up on her early in the morning, Isaac." Lydia says.

"He can stay." Deaton says. "I'm gonna need his help."

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