Chapter 3

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Living next to Isaac Lahey was always a worry, I always heard his father yelling at him or at himself, I always wanted to run over and make sure Isaac was okay, and I had told the police my concerns but no action was ever done. Mr Lahey wasn't the nicest parent in Beacon Hills, I don't think anyone would like him as a father, everyone only knew him because he was a former coach for the swimming team at Beacon Hills High, but also because he was the only parent figure in Isaac's life. My bedroom was pretty much next to Isaac's bedroom, and I could see down to the kitchen, and the table, Isaac and his father were eating dinner, talking about something. While sitting on a window part I had covered with pillows, I sigh and look back to my book, reading page by page. Wearing white and red pants, a baggy black sweater saying 'Friday the 13th' and red socks wasn't the nicest outfit I had but I was only sitting at home alone.


Outfit- http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=156697124


I look back down to the Lahey household, seeing both of them have stopped eating dinner, but the places were still half covered by their meal. I watch as Mr Lahey takes his glass and drinks from it, then drops it to their wooden floor letting it smash, I see Isaac flinch. I frown and lean myself forward to see better, and then Mr Lahey throws his plate to the ground violently, causing Isaac to fall to the floor and push himself up against a nearby wall, shielding himself from his father. Mr Lahey throws a glass above Isaac, the glass smashing into small pieces onto Isaac's body, him covering his head. Isaac was being abused by his father. I quickly jump off from where I was sitting, and run as fast as I can down the stairs and go to run outside and head to the Lahey's household. I get to the front door and the door was wide open, Mr Lahey's car and Isaac's bike he rides to school were also missing.


They were both gone.


I look over to see Jackson taking rubbish out to his bin.


Yeah I have to live down the road from the jackass.


"Freaks" I hear him mutter and go back inside his home.


I sigh and go back inside; hoping Isaac was going to be okay.



Waking up today, my mind was still thinking of what I saw last night, from the Lahey's household next door, this morning the door was still wide open, neither of them returned home. I sigh walking and grabbing todays outfit, I grab hot pink jeans, a black sweater saying 'I Have Issues' and black high heel boots, only wearing natural make up and lip gloss and my hair straight, still straight should I say from last night. Deciding not to get Stiles to pick me up, I get a lift with Allison, since today it was Lydia's first day returning back to school. We pick her up and see looks stunning as always. I sit myself in the back seat and Lydia gets in smiling at me.


"Just for today you can wear an outfit like that, just for today" Lydia says to me smiling and I smile.


Arriving at the school, we all get out of the car and walk towards the front doors of Beacon Hills High, and Allison and I were extremely worried by how people would react to seeing Lydia, the Lydia Martin who was running around naked in the woods for two days.


"So you really don't remember anything?" Allison asks Lydia, causing the strawberry blonde to shake her head at the question.

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