Beacon Hills She-Wolf

Chapter 7: Memories.

-The two of you will wash all of the boards in this hall, you, reshelving the library, and the three of you... -Harris pointed at Allison, Isaac, and Carolinne. -Restocking the janitor's closet.
-Oh, Mr. Harris. -Isaac got up and wlaked to where he was. -Does it have to be with her? -He whispered, nodding in Allison's direction.
-Now that I know you prefer not to, yes, you have to be with her.
-Great. -He scoffed.

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So there they went. The sooner they started, the sooner it would be over.
-Sorry. -Allison apolagised after she bumped into Isaac, who nodded but said nothing. He kept looking arround and his breathing was a bit unsteady.
-Are you ok? -She asked.
-Yeah, yeah, I'm just not a big fan of small spaces.
"Obviously", Carol thought to herself. She didn't like it either, it triggered her anxiety (just like cuddling), but it was nothing compared to how Isaac felt. That was a huge trauma he was still trying to cope with, and flashes of the day she'd used that against him came to her mind. The same day she'd stabbed Boyd right under the stomach and imitated Kate. She pushed the memories away reminding herself that she'd done those things to save Lydia's life.
-Guys, can I ask you a question? -Alli said.
-Of course, Alli!
-Do you have to? -Isaac complained.
-I guess not. I'm gonna ask anyway: did you tell anyone that I was at the school the other night?
-Nobody. -Carol assured.
-Thanks. Isaac?
-Was I supposed to?
-It would make me really happy if you didn't.
-Yeah, well, you being happy really isn't a big priority of mine, since you stabbed me, 20 times, with knives.
-They were actually Chinese ring daggers.
-Like the ones you gave me for my birthday! -Carol stated. -Isaac, those are very different from knives.
-I don't care.
-Stop being rude.
-She stabbed me!
-It happens! I've stabbed Boyd. And Derek. And Peter. And and a mugger in New York.
-Inspite of your lack of knowlage in the weapon field, I'm sorry. -Allison said.
-Was that an appology?
-Would you accept an appology?
-Uh... Carolinne, did anyone accept your appologies for stabbing them?
-I don't usually appolagize for stabbing people. But I never saw the mugger again, Peter seems to think I'm cool, Boyd never complained, and Derek... Well, it's not the worse thing I've ever done to him, but yeah, I think he likes me. In his Derek-ish way.
-Wait, what is the worst thing you've ever done to him?! -Isaac questioned.
Carolinne sighed deeply as more memories flhashed trough her mind.

"I was just hoping we could have a little talk, handsome."
"Promisse? Ah, I love how much you hate me."
"What's wrong, sweetie? You don't like compliments?"

She was trying to think of something to say when the door slammed shut, saving her from the question but locking them in there.
-No, no, no... -Isaac tried desperatly to open the door.
-Uh, maybe it locked from the outside. -Allison suggested.
-No, there's something up agaisnt it.
-Let me help you. -Carol tried pushing the door open as well, but it was useless.
-All right, just relax. -Alli said when Isaac started panting and pacing arround.
-No.
-Isaac, relax.

He knoecked frantically on the door and each second that went by, he was panting harder.
-Come on...
-Isaac. Isaac!

Carol had to hold him back when he started punching the door.
-COME ON!!!!
-Isaac! Isaac! Ok, Isaac, just relax! -Alli kept trying, scared that he would hurt her or her friend.
-NO!!
-Isaac, calm down!
-LET GO OF ME!!! -With that, he managed to get rid of her grip, hitting her chin with his elbow in the process. She fell to the ground, and heard him growl at Allison.
-Isaac, don't. Don't! -The brunette pleaded, but he attacked her. -Isaac! Isaac! Isaac!

Carolinne got up and pulled him away, but not before he scratched Allison's arm.In that moment, the door opened, and Isaac rushed out. Scott held him down and roared the other Beta's name, whuch seemed to bring him back to reality. Once Isaac was ok, Carol and Scott went to check on Alli.
-I'm ok. I'm fine.
-I'm sorry, I didn't mean, I din't mean to do that. -Isaac apolagized.
-I'm ok.
-I'm so sorry.
-It's not his fault. -Allison said when Scott gave him a sharp look.
-I know. I guess now we know that they wanna do more than get you angry. They wanna get someone hurt.
-So, are we gonna do something?
-Yeah. I'm gonna get them angry. Really angry.
-How?
-Come on, I'll explain.