emotionally & psychically h u r t ;

"You beat me to the punch line, Lahey." She said giving a small smile coming out from around the corner.

"Come on, things did turn out better than we thought they would."

"At least that's over with. And things are actually kinda normal."

  ❝-- Where's Scott?❝

isaac lahey + negative space -> requested by vaaako

     As soon as the beta stepped foot on the premises, Derek picked up on his scent and moved to stand in the center of the loft. He already knew what the panic was about. The boy’s thrumming heart was ringing in his ears as was Isaac’s hitched breathing. Lips parting lightly, he took a moment to gather what he wanted to say, but of course, it didn’t come out right. “He handed himself over to Duke. There’s nothing I can do. He made his choice." A slight pause, “We’ve got more important things to worry about, Isaac. Like—the Sheriff and Melissa missing. Stiles is going out of his mind and if I have to hear another, ‘we have to do something’. I’ll blow my brains out myself."

     As Derek came into view, the beta felt his brows knit together. A mix of frustration, and disagreement flowed through him, as he stepped closer to his alpha, "What do you mean there's nothing you can do? We have to get him back!" The curly haired boy retorted, having difficulty letting the news sink in. Scott had left with the enemy; Deucalion. Letting out a sigh, he lowered his head, eyes falling to the ground as he allowed a nod to follow, "-- Fine. But we can't just forget about Scott.." He murmured, hoping that Derek wasn't being serious when he told him there was nothing that could be done to bring him back.

        Stiles was angry. At the world, at Jennifer, at everything. Feeling anger was better then letting all the pain and sorrow register. He just knew he’d be sorry later for taking it out on Isaac like he was. They may not be best friends, but he didn’t deserve Stiles’ wrath. “Yeah well saying I’ve come to the wrong person, didn’t exactly sound convincing." He wasn’t sure who else to turn to at this point. Not with Scott gone. "Deucalion. Scott left with Deucalion after everything else went down." His jaw clenched at this as fingers curled and tensed into fists. “Our case is so hopeless now, that he turned to the enemy for help."

  A soft growl passed the beta's lips, as he shook his head lightly, "-- Scott wouldn't do that." He remarked, yet a part of him knew given the circumstances, Scott would eventually give himself in. The boy frowned, letting out a heavy sigh, "We've got to find him. We've got to find them all.." Isaac finally agreed, running his slender fingers through his smooth curls. It wasn't going to be easy.

"Yeah, I have some family, uh, nearby. Thinking about staying here for the school year."

   "Well if you'd like, I could show you around.."