* a/n ~ don't hate me, but a lot of Malisaac in this chapter*
Malia's POV
"How about Lydia and Alison go shopping, Scott and Stiles go gaming, they can all meet up for food, Isaac and I can go in the woods and I can cook some food for us?" I commented, they all sat debating for a few more minutes, before Lydia stood up "shopping day with my bestie, I'm sold" before she ran off to get ready "okay then I guess it's sorted" Scott added as he watched Lydia frantically run upstairs. We all dispersed off to go get changed.
Everyone had left, and Isaac and I were walking into the woods "so why do you keep lying to me" he asked, I looked at him "how? How do you know" I questioned him, he flashed his eyes a bright yellow before saying "I'm a werewolf, I can hear your heartbeat" I sighed but nodded.
We walked in a little further into the woods, when he started asking questions again "why don't you just tell us, I know Kira knows so why can't we?" He pestered "it's different Isaac, Kira understands, you all might not, and I'm not risking my family" I said pausing in my spot "it cant be that bad, I mean unless you're dying from some disease, which is impossible because you're a freaking werecoyote" he rambled. I looked at him, as he started proposing a suggestion "fine, I'll rant about something, then it's your turn" I nodded "fine" I said.
"My freaking dad locked me in a freezer, ever since my mom died, then Jackson killed him. I never felt like I belonged until I met Scott and his pack, I just hate when Stiles is a dick and pretends he knows everything about me when he doesn't, and I hate how I never got to do anything with my life because I had an abusive father" he ranted, punching a tree to keep his wolf side at bay, he paused for a few seconds as his heartbeat slowed "your turn" he said turning to me, I sighed before starting.
"I killed my family, because my insane mother flipped the car. I killed my insane mother leaving me with a ex physco father and no one else. I really like Scott but Alison still likes him, and it's breaking my heart, ever since Alison came back she and Lydia are to busy up each others asses, Lydia doesn't even spare me a look, and I feel so alone, because everyone has someone, and all I have is a stupid disease that affects my whole life" I paused as I punched a tree, multiple times. Grunts escaped my mouth "Malia, what disease?" Isaac questioned "I want to help" he said "you can't, no one can" I whimpered, as I slid down the tree, Isaac joined me as tears escaped my eyes "Malia what disease?" He asked again "i have an eating disorder" I whispered.
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The Trip | Scalia
FanfictionIt's finally summer break, the pack, pack up their bags and go on a trip to a small, and excluded place called Mystic Cove. *story will mainly be in Malia's POV*
