𝙱𝚊𝚍 𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 ✮ 𝐼𝑠𝑎𝑎𝑐 𝐿𝑎ℎ𝑒𝑦✔️(book 1)

𝙱𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚕𝚍

Chapter 11

"Bᴀᴛᴛʟᴇꜰɪᴇʟᴅ"

Cassie's POV

I opened my eyes, and I sit up making my stomach hurt. "Oww." I groan, I looked to my right and see Stiles, Scott, and Isaac laying on the same sofa together...I look down at my outfit...

Shit I'm in the hospital.

I rolled my eyes, "Stiles? Scott?" I called out, making them move a bit. "Boys!" I yell at them, making all of them stand up in a hurry. "What are y'all doing?" I asked, crossing my arms.

"We are watching over you." Stiles rubs his head. "Well, all of y'all need to get out, because I need to change." I told them before I try to get out of bed, "wait! No, no, no, you can't go yet. Doctors' orders." Stiles comes by my side.

"Stiles, I'm fine, it hurts a bit, but I'm fine." I push his hands away, "no--Cassie." Isaac steps in front of me.

I sigh, "we need to talk." Isaac whispers to me, I glanced at Scott and Stiles, they were glaring at how close Isaac was.

Isaac stares down at me in so much emotion. "What do you need?" I asked him, Isaac pulled me away from Scott and Stiles.

"I'm leaving." Those words made my heart drop, "w-what are you talking about?" I asked.

Isaac sighs, "like they have another pack out there...I'm leaving." He said, not even looking at me. "No." I shake my head, and Isaac looks down at me.

"No?"

"No, you're not leaving." I told him, and he raises an eyebrow. "I'm not?" He asks.

"Isaac, you can't leave." I said, he sighs, "but I need to, we lost..." He speaks.

I take a deep breath. "Fine...leave, like I care." I spoke before opening the door to my hospital room. "Wait! Cassie! You can't leave this hospital!" I heard Stiles' voice.

"I don't care! Watch me!" I yell.

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I sat next to Dad and Scott's mother on the blenchers. The game was starting...sadly without Isaac.

After everything, he's just gonna leave.

Like now? When the Jackson is still out there, killing people...

Then dad looks on the field. "Oh no, why is my son running on the field?" Dad asks. "Because he's on the team." Melissa said.

"He is...He's on the team. He's on the field." Dad whispers before standing up, "my son is on the field!" Dad yelled, and people stared at him. I cover my face trying to hide my embarrassment.

"Dad, sit down." I pull on his jacket. He sighs before sitting back down.

I watched as Stiles catches the ball and get knocked down...millions of times.

"He's probably just warming up." I whispered to Melissa and Lydia, as I watch Stiles try to catch the ball, but doesn't.

"Oh, he's just a little nervous." Lydia nods, and I giggle. "He's so stup--" I stop when I see Isaac sit next to Scott on the bench, in his lacrosse uniform. Isaac turns around looking around the blenchers then his eyes met mine.

He smiles and waves, I send a wave and smile back at him. "Better do good out there." I whispered, knowing he heard, I saw him shake his head as he chuckles.

I watched as Isaac runs of the field, but when he plays...he knocks down his teammates, and he does that to three more people.

"Lahey! Seriously, what the hell is your problem?!" Coach asks, Isaac lifts his shoulders, before running back on the field.

I then watched as Isaac get knocked...by Jackson, "shit." I whispered. Scott runs on the field, towards Isaac.

Then I see people taking him away. "I-I'm gonna go check on Isaac." I told my dad, before getting up from my seat.

I ran inside the school, and opened the locker room doors, revealing Isaac on the ground. "Isaac?" I whispered. He looks at me, "leave Cassie." He whimpers before I look up and see Gerard.

"It was a good effort, Isaac. It was." Gerard said before he looks at me with a smirk, he grabs his sword from a person next to him.

"This would be so much more poetic if it were halftime." He smirks at us; I bend down towards Isaac. "Get yourself together, we need to beat him." I whispered to him, and he stares up at me before I see Gerard drag his sword slowly over to us, I quickly grab Isaac and help him up. "You're so heavy." I groan out as I held onto the sink.

Isaac turns around from the sink, looking at Gerard with a smirk, he looks at Isaac confused before looking behind Isaac...the mirror. I look behind Gerard and see Scott and his glowing eyes.

We watched as Scott fights Gerard's two men he had next to him, then Scott looks between me and Isaac. "Where is he?" He growls with his fangs out.

Me and Scott ran out on the field, and everyone is cheering. "They're okay." I breathe out, before the field lights turn off.

"Stiles?!" I yell as I ran in the dark. Trying to find my brother.

"Sti--" I scream as soon as I felt a hand on my mouth. "Be quiet." I heard Gerards voice, before I felt something in my neck.

Shit...

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