ᴅᴀʏ 17: ᴛᴇssᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ɪsᴀᴀᴄ

ᴛᴇᴇɴ ᴡᴏʟғ

One shot for Dreamfog

Tessa

Several months have passed since the Alpha Pack arrived in the city. Maybe two or even three months.

I don't really count the months anymore.

"What time is it?", a sleepy Isaac asked, didn't even want to check his phone.

Grinning, I turned around and looked at him.

"It's time to get up, school starts in half an hour," I answered his question and turned back to my mirror because I wanted to finish quickly to make some breakfast for us.

He forced himself to get up and then searched for his clothes, wearing only boxers.

You can imagine what happened last night.

It has been like that for days.

Actually, I didn't really had anything to do with Isaac, before the whole werewolf thing. But somehow through the summer holidays we became good friends and now ... well, I don't know what we are now.

But I definitely have feelings for him and they get bigger day by day.

"Blondie, you look beautiful, you don't need that much make up at all," Isaac told me, still searching.

I got up and gave him his folded clothes, which were in my closet, grinning.

"Anyway, you also look better without clothes," I said with a grin, kissing him on the cheek and walking past him into the kitchen.

As long as he was getting ready, I made breakfast and packed my bag at the same time.

When we finally left, he let me go ahead first, for whatever reason.

When we arrived at school, we had english first with our new teacher. Like always, he started ignoring me.

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We had a break and the others, Isaac and I met in the cafeteria to discuss what our next step is with the alpha pack.

Of course, I didn't pay attention that much, because I thought about Isaac.

He was cold to me, as if he didn't like me or cared about me.

Now he was too cool for me?

Or did he really not like me?

Urgh, he literally spat in my head.

He made me happy, but also sad at the same time.

Isaac didn't even look at me, as if I was a piece of nothing.

That didn't sound like that to you last night ...

I couldn't continue to do this "I don't knoe you"-game and got up because of that, it made me too sad to stay or eat at all and I was about to howl like a little kid, as if someone had taken away my favorite toy.

I didn't feel like trying anymore.

I just don't care anymore...

"Where are you going?", My best friend, Alison, asked me skeptically and looked at me questioningly.

"I'm not hungry anymore, I'm going to the classroom", I answered her question and forced a smile on my lip.

I just went to the classroom and put my books down there. I let my tears free, looking out the window and thinking.

"Tessa?", Isaac called after me and came in, closed the door behind him.

"Yeah?" I answered and quickly wiped away the tears.

"What's going on?" He asked me worried and came closer to me.

"Everything's fine, Isaac", I overplayed my grief and didn't even look at him.

It was quiet for a moment, Isaac was now standing in front of me and, forced way, I had to look at him.

"You know that I can feel your grief and anger, right?" He asked me, looking up at me.

I sighed and gently pushed him away from me. I didn't have any nerves left for this anymore.

"Tessa!" He shouted my name again and ran after me.

"What?" I almost shouted back at him, couldn't he leave me alone?

"What's going on?", Isaac asked me for the second time this day and then stopped because I stopped myself and turned around to face him.

"You're cold to me when we're with the others, you pretend I don't exist, like the times we spend together don't exist, and you really ask me what's going on?", I asked him confused and realized how the tears came back.

I just turned around and went out. Isaac kept calling my name, but I didn't listen to him.

How could I love an idiot like him?

"Tessa, damn it," he shouted at me and pushed me against the lockers.

He looked me deep in my eyes, and for a quick second, I saw he's eyes slowly turning from yellow to normal. I looked at him in shock, that was unexpected ...

"I love you, dammit, how should I show it to you? You know, I'm bad at showing any feelings," Isaac yelled at me, holding me tight because he thought I was going to run away.

"I love you too," I whispered, feeling a small tear flow down my cheek.

Immediately after my confession, Isaac placed his lips on mine, and it felt like it was our very first kiss.

But this time it felt better than the last few times...