6 // fine
1420 Words
》 Colline
It was week after I got released from the hospital. And a week since me and Isaac talked. I mean we see at school and we make eye contact but we never talk. My first time just turned into a one-night stand.
"Scott!" I called out of the house.
"Scott!"
No answer. Maybe he's out. I went upstairs, I looked into his room, he wasn't there.
"Scott's not here. He's still at the animal clinic remember?" A voice said from behind me. It was Isaac, I turned around to face him.
"I know he works there, I didn't know he had a night shift." I said.
"He's always at night shift."
"I mean I know, I just didn't know he had work-" I cut myself I noticed I was babbling. "Nevermind." I said sighing and trying to walk past him.
He grabbed me by the wrist and said, "Colline."
I could feel myself tense up and I felt a shiver run down my spine as he said my name.
"You can't avoid me forever. We see each other almost everyday because of your brother. And we go to the same school." He says, looking at me.
"I'm not avoiding you. You're the one avoiding me." I stated.
"I guess we're both avoiding each other then?" He said, his grip on my wrist loosened as he chuckled a bit.
"I could literally feel the s****l tension when we're close or when we make eye contact." Isaac says, "I think you feel it too."
I stayed quiet. Probably because he wasn't making sense. Or the words coming out of his mouth is coming from a hormonal teenage boy who likes to have s*x. Which I choose not to reply to. I rolled my eyes and walked away.
"And I know you feel that what happened the other night wasn't just sex." He spoke. My heart was beating fast. As he said that sentence.
"I'm not saying this because I would feel bad if I said it the other way. I'm saying this because this is what I feel. And I can't play avoiding game anymore or who's the best at hiding feelings. I'm saying this because you need to know. And it's fine if you don't feel the same way. But the other night, I hope you felt it, but I made love to you." My heart skipped a beat. Made love? To me? I wanted to say that there's no difference but since I'm new to this stuff. I feel like I should trust him about him saying 'making love' to me.
"And you're probably wondering; if I made love to you, does that mean that I have feelings for you? The answer is yes. I'm just gonna say it, I'm not gonna write a sonnet about it. I'm not going to play games with you just for you to figure it out by yourself. I'm going to say it to you. I love you Colline." Isaac said it. I wasn't sure how to react to that. My heart was now racing fast. Faster than normal. I couldn't turn around and say it back. Because honestly, I don't know what I feel.
I don't know why but I turned around, facing Isaac. I walked towards him. "Isaac, I, I honestly don't know what to say or how to even react to it."
"You don't have to say anything. I just said what I have to say." He pursed his lips, his eyes looking down.
"I honestly don't know what I feel." He looked up at me. "Is that a bad thing?" I asked.
"No. It's fine." Isaac smiled.
"I wasn't really expecting for you to say it back. But, until then, we actually had the guts to talk to each other. Which is probably a good thing?" Isaac said. I smiled. "Probably."
;
"They-won't-be-home-for-a-few-hours." Isaac says inbetween kisses.
"Good." I breathed.
Isaac grabbed both of my legs and wrapped it around his torso. His hands travelled to my butt, giving it a hard squeeze, making me squeal. He bit on my lip, setting me down on the kitchen table.
"You know we eat here right?" I pulled away. "That's nice to know." Isaac crashed his lips with me once more.
I tugged on the hem of his shirt, he took it off as I kicked of my shoes. His hands travelled into my inner thighs. He rubbed it slowly. I already felt myself gettint soaked by the second. I removed my cardigan. He reached for the zipper of my dress from my back. Zipping it down, letting it slowly slip from my shoulders. My hands travelled down his belt. Unlocking it with my fingers slowly, we breathlessly pulled away. Our foreheads touched each other as his belt loosened.
Just then, we heard a cough. It was Scott.
"You know we eat there right?" He said.
"That's nice to know." We both said in unison.
Within a second, Isaac flew from the kitchen to the stairs.
"Scott!" I yelled at him.
"What Colline?" He turned around and faced me.
"Don't hurt him." I said.
"He was about to take you right there on a table where we all eat. Don't you think I have the right to kick his ass?" Scott says, obviously furious.
"Wouldn't be the first time." I said. Scott furrowed his brows, confused, "When you were out looking for the members of your pack, Isaac and I had s*x. I had my first kiss."
"You lied to me!" Scott walked towards Isaac and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and threw him into the living room.
"That's why your scent and Colline's was on the sheet!" Scott says, in an angry voice.
"Scott. Stop." I went infront of him just as he was about to go after Isaac again.
"Colline....move." Scott growled, his eyes turning bright gold.
"Colline just let him kick my ass, it's my fault anyway. Please just move." Isaac says from the living room.
"No." I said.
"You asked for this." Scott sighs as he grabbed a pair of handcuffs from a drawer and cuffed my wrist onto the post of the stairs.
"Scott! Get this thing off of me!" I yelled, but he went to Isaac. I heard a few punches and groans. And then Scott threw him infront of me.
"You screwed my sister. You lied to me. You almost screwed my sister on a table we all eat! That's enough reasons for me to completely beat your ass." Scott says, whilst walking towards him.
"Scott, no! Stop!" I said, I yelled.
Thank God, Stiles and Derek came busting in. "Stiles help-" But Stiles held Scott back.
"Here." Derek went up to me, ripping the other side of the handcuffs from the post. Whilst helping Isaac up. Stiles unlocked the cuff that was on my wrist. Stiles took Scott into his room as I took Isaac into the kitchen, damping a cloth and getting an ice pack. Derek went upstairs in case Stiles couldn't control Scott.
"You know these will heal right." Isaac said weakly.
"But the blood remains." I said. I took off his shirt and wiped off all the blood remaining as his scars healed.
I also wiped the blood off his face and put an ice on his purpled eye. "I'm sorry about Scott." I said to him.
"S'alright. It was partly my fault for lying." He said. "I mean if I had a little sister too, I would freak out like that I as well." He held my hand, locking it with my fingers. "I still love you. Nothing will ever change that."
I smiled at him as we spent the whole night talking and just watching TV. Derek and Stiles eventually went home. Noting us that Scott was asleep.
"You're not sleeping here with me." Isaac complained.
"Yes I can and I will." I replied.
"Colline." Isaac sternly said.
"Isaac." I mimicked his tone.
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No! What if Scott comes down and tried to kill me and you get hurt in the process? No." Isaac says.
"That's exactly why I need to stay." I said.
He sighed, "Fine. You can stay."
"You can take the couch. I'll take the chair." Isaac said.
Isaac turned off his lamp as I left mine open.
"Colline?" Isaac called out.
"Yeah?"
"Goodnight. Sleepwell." Isaac said.
"Goodnight as well. Sleepwell." I said as I smiled at him.
I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.
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