Kelsey's POV

It had been a few hours since we last stopped, and finally we found a place we could sleep for the night. All this drama today has sucked out all my energy, I can't wait to get a good nights sleep, or at least try to.

Yawning and rubbing my eyes, I stepped out of the bus and took a look at my surroundings. Yikes! How is this motel even open for business? It looks like a tyrannosaurus rex took a big dump on it. "I've seen worse." Scott said. Wow, really? I doubt that. "Where have you seen worse?" Stiles asked his best friend.

Walking away from the bus, I stood beside Isaac and Boyd as Coach blew at his whistle. Oh god, here we go. "Listen up. The meet's been pushed till tomorrow. This is the closest motel with the most vacancies and least amount of good judgment when it comes to accepting a bunch of degenerates like yourselves. You'll be pairing up." Couch announced.

The closest motel, jeez. I think I'd rather go to a more distant motel that looks more homely and clean than stay here. I don't care how long it takes, anywhere is better than here.

And I bet there isn't any hot water or clean towels here. I don't think a good nights sleep is on the cards now. "Choose wisely. And I'll have no sexual perversions perpetrated by you little deviants. Got that? Keep your dirty little hands to your dirty little selves!"

"That might be hard." Isaac breathed in my ear, making my head shoot round to see a cheeky smirk formed across his lips. "Wanna pair up with me?" Oh god, I can't say no to that face. But I have to; if I share a room with Isaac, I won't get any sleep. And even though I might not get any sleep, I still need to try.

"I want to, but I think I might just get my own room if there's any spare, you should probably keep and eye on Boyd anyway." I tell my boyfriend, causing his face to drop. Great, now I feel bad, maybe I'll let him stay for a bit. "But, you can come in for a bit, and then I'm going to sleep, okay?"

"Fine, I'll get the keys."

Thank god we're only sleeping here one night, if it was any longer, I'd probably be forced to kill myself. "Don't keep Isaac too late, I'm not having him slamming about the room when he gets back." Boyd said before walking away. "I won't." I shout after him then notice Isaac coming towards me with a big grin.

Grabbing Isaac's hand, we walk towards the stairs that leads to the room I will be sleeping in tonight. "Hey, you two!" The sound of Stiles voice shouts, causing the both of us to turn round. "No frickle frackle! If I can't have it, you can't." Isaac laughs, putting his arm around my shoulder earning a look from both Stiles and Scott. Man, Stiles needs to get laid.

He better not be like this forever, I just want him and Isaac to get along. They could be good friends, maybe even best friends like Scott and Isaac are becoming. Unlocking the door, Isaac removes his arm from my shoulder and walks inside.

"Well isn't this cosy." Isaac says sarcastically, before patting the bed for me to sit next to him. I shift around uncomfortably but sit on the bed anyway. "I hate it, I feel unsanitary." Ew, I bet everywhere I touch has some form of contagious bacteria growing.

Isaac could see the look of disgust on my face, he probably thinks I don't want him here, which isn't the case because I do. It's just this motel, this room. The sewers are more likely to be cleaner.

But if I want to sleep, I have to forget how disgusting this room is. Which won't be easy since it's all I can think about right now. Plus I feel like Isaac and I haven't had much time to ourselves.

As I laid back on the bed, I started feeling my eye lids getting heavier and heavier, before I let them close. But it wasn't long before they opened again, hearing a thud no longer than second ago, I sat up, it seemed Isaac had tripped over his shoe while removing his shirt.

"Isaac, what are you doing?" I ask curiously. Damn, even though I've seen him shirtless many times before, I still can't get over how flawless his body is, and looks like he's been working out a lot more too. Lucky me. "We're taking a shower together." Huh? A shower together does sound tempting.

"Isaac, I'm too tired to move." I pout. In an attempt to make me to move, Isaac takes off the rest of his clothes, one by one which included his boxers, leaving him in his birthday suit. Oh Isaac. "Just lay down with me." I smile, turning to lay on my back.

Ignoring what I said, Isaac smirked. "If you're not going to get undressed...let me help you." Isaac said, not leaving me time to reply, as he immediately got onto the bed and started hovering over me. Slowly moving my skinny jeans down my legs, Isaac then moved on to my knickers.

Thinking he'd carefully pull them down, he completely surprised me by ripping them off with his claws before throwing them onto the floor. With the exciting encouragement of Isaac, I lifted up my arms to take my shirt off over my head, before unhooking my bra. Isaac's eyes trailed up and down my body at my body, which caused the smirk on his face to grow wider.

"I love you." Isaac said as he leaned closer to my face. Smiling, I lightly pecked him on the lips. "I love you too." Isaac gently cupped my checks, before moving one of his hands under my chin as he connected our lips. As we got deeper into the kiss, I let myself slide back onto the bed.

Maybe this isn't so bad after all. The bed must have its sheet's cleaned once in a awhile, I mean, there can't be a whole lot of people staying in this dreadful hotel anyway. Plus it would be a shame to kill this moment, after all, we do need this.

A rush of heat started in my chest and slowly spread throughout my body as Isaac slipped his tongue into my mouth. I hesitated at first but then it didn't bother me so much, in fact I kind of enjoyed it. Just as I was getting used to Isaac's tongue dancing with mine, he pulled away. "What's wrong?" I asked.

Isaac still above me, looked down and gazed into my eyes. "Nothing." He smiled. "Why did you stop?" I asked, stroking at his arm.

There was a moment of silence before he replied. "Ever since that day you slapped me for saying you had a nice ass when you were wearing that short skirt of Erica's, I knew I liked you. It sounds silly but I literally couldn't stop smiling when you were around. I didn't know you all that well, but I felt like I did, or I wanted to know you. Anyway the point is, you mean so much to me, I can't lose you, I honestly don't know what I'd do without you."

Why does this sound like a proposal speech? Or maybe he's buttering me up for some bad news...is he saying goodbye to me? Is this a goodbye speech? Wait, is he going to break up with me, is that why he's saying goodbye?

Why would he break up with me after getting me in the nude and kissing me, it doesn't make any sense. Or maybe that's part of the goodbye.

Isaac got up from he bed and scanned the room, looking for something before removing himself off me and the bed, and grabbing something out of his trouser pocket, "I want to give you something, I know it's bad timing but I wanted to give it to you before I forgot or something." He laughed.

Okay, maybe he's not going to break up with me. Or he wrote a break up letter instead of saying it to my face. Oh god, I don't want Isaac to dump me, I love him, and I thought he loved me too. Sitting myself up straight, Isaac sat on the edge of the bed. "Close your eyes, and hold out your hand." What?

Not bothering to ask why I had to close my eyes and hold out my hand, I done so anyway. I jumped a little when I felt something cold drop onto my palm. "Can I look now?" I asked. "Yes." Isaac said nervously.

Looking down at the palm of my hand was a silver ring. Oh god. I felt like my heart had sprung out of my body repeatedly. How is this happening? Why is Isaac giving me a ring? Aren't we too young to get engaged and married? I mean, I love him, but I'm not ready for this.

"Um, Isaac. The ring is really beautiful and you probably spent a lot of money on it, but I'm not ready to get married." I didn't even know Isaac was thinking marriage. Even though I love Isaac with all my heart, we haven't even been together that long to get married. "Married? Oh, no, it's a promise ring."

Thank god, I couldn't stand seeing Isaac all broken up about this. "A promise ring? But I didn't get one for you." Now I feel bad. "It's okay, I don't need one. I was hoping you could wear it and keep it on forever. The ring is a promise I will never leave you, and you keeping the ring on is a promise you will never leave me. I know it's a little cheesy, but."

"No, I love it. And I'll never leave you, promise." I tell him before he slid the ring on my finger. "How did I get so lucky?" Smiling, I drape my arms around Isaac's neck, pulling his face closer to mine so I our lips are connected once again. The quicker and more intense the kisses got, I couldn't help but let out soft moans.

Isaac gripped onto my hips as he pulled me on top of his lap, wrapping my legs around his waist. Isaac moved his lips to my neck, knowing it made me weak at the knees. "Isaac." I called, but he didn't answer, instead he continued to kiss at my neck.

"Isaac, in my bag, there's a condom." I said, and this time I got Isaac's attention. I don't really want to move from this position, but I certainly don't want to get pregnant either. "Can you get it?"

Isaac smiled as he nodded his head. I pulled myself off of Isaac's lap and let him retrieve the condom, which didn't take him long to find. "Want me to help you put it on, or do you want to do it?" I ask as he sat himself down, opening the small packet. "I'll do it." He replied.

Now out of it's packet, Isaac was putting it on when all of a sudden it pinged up, hitting him on the forehead. "Ouch!" He yelled as he held his hand on his forehead. "Oh Isaac, you never fail to entertain me." I laugh.

"Do you have another one, that one probably broke." He asked. "That was the only one I had in my bag, I guess we'll have to carry this on another day." I tell him. Isaac frowned. Oh well, we had our fun for the night, at least we had some time to ourselves for awhile.

"I guess so, probably best we don't do it here anyway, seeing as Scott and Stiles are one door away." Ah yes, that is probably best, seeing as Scott has super hearing. "Yeah, it's getting late anyway, Boyd is gonna get annoyed." I tell him.

I hope Boyd is fast asleep when Isaac goes in their room. "We can't have that now, can we?" He smirked, getting up from the bed. Grabbing his clothes from the floor, Isaac began putting them back on his body one by one.

"You sitting there naked just makes me want to take off my clothes again, do I have to go back?" Isaac asks, putting on a cute pouty face.

Standing up from the bed, I quickly put on Isaac's oversized hoodie and make my way to the door, before opening it. "Yes, Isaac. I won't get any sleep otherwise." I tell him as he walks closer to me.

"Okay, well I'll see you tomorrow, beautiful." He says before kissing me on the lips, causing a warm sensation to flow through my body. Once he finally pulled away, a smile formed on my lips. "Goodnight, furby boy."

Isaac chuckled, shaking his head. "Oh god, I thought you forgot about that nickname." Pulling Isaac's face towards mine again, I peck him on the lips. "I never forget anything important." I smile, letting Isaac go. I watched him walk away before closing the door.

Looking around the room, I decide to grab my clothes from the floor and put them in my gym bag, while also grabbing my book and spare knickers I brought with me, just in case something like this happened. After putting on my knickers, I then walked back to the bed. Plumping my pillow and getting comfortable on the bed, I open my book and continue reading where I left off.

I wasn't even five minutes into my book before I was distracted again. Sighing, I lift up my head and look around. Listening closely, I notice a continuous dripping sound coming from the bathroom. Oh great, something must be broken and now it's probably leaking. Placing my book on the bed, I decide to check the bathroom out.

Maybe I could put a complaint in, get it fixed for the next unfortunate people who stay in this room. Not that many people would come here anyway. As I stepped into the bathroom, the dripping sound stopped.

There was no drops or little puddles of water on the floor. Nothing was broken. So where was the dripping sound coming from? I don't understand, I know what I heard. I can't be imagining it, I know I'm not.

Spinning round, I head back to the bed and continue reading, but then the sound came back again. What the hell is going on? This motel is really starting to freak me out. Groaning, I walk back into the bathroom and yet again, no water on the floor, nothing. The only difference this time is that the dripping didn't stop, instead it sounded like it was heavily raining inside the room. This is weird, this getting too fricken weird.

Rubbing my eyes in frustration, I turn back round in the direction of my bed, only to walk into something wet...or it could've been a someone. Oh god.

I look at the person, trying to make out who it is while trying not to freak out, but my vision is still a little cloudy from rubbing my eyes. "Who are you?" I ask, shaking in fear. Please don't be a serial killer.

"You don't remember me? Now that's not very nice." The person spoke, from what I could tell by the voice, it was defiantly a boy. That voice though, I don't know why but it sounds oddly familiar. Maybe know this person? Do I recognize the voice from the bus earlier?

Just as I was about to ask who the boy was again, my vision became more clearer and that's when I saw him. In complete shock, I immediately stepped as far as I could until by back was right against the wall. He was drenched from head to toe, and dripping all over the floor. As much as I wanted to move further away, I couldn't. He trapped me.

"What are you doing here? How are you here?" I felt like crying, I honesty didn't know how to react. My feet felt as if they were superglued to the floor and my eyes still couldn't believe what, or rather who, was standing in front of me. "I'm here because you left me." Left him?

I frown in confusion. "I never left you Matt, what are you talking about? How are you even here, you're dead." He is dead, isn't he? I saw him being purposely drowned by Gerard, he has to be dead.

"You let me die while you ran right into the arms of that curly-haired freak." What is his problem, seriously. "Excuse me, I did not run away when you were being drowned, I tried to help you but I got knocked out. I'm sorry I couldn't help you."

"Oh you're sorry? Do you know how hurt and angry that made me feel when you were kissing someone that's not me? Huh? No you don't. And do you know why you don't know, it's because you were to busy rolling around in the sheets with that freak to even think about me." Is he being serious right now. How could he say that. I care about Matt. I had to move on, what else was I supposed to do?

"Don't call my boyfriend a freak." I hiss. "Is that what he is, your boyfriend? I'm sorry, but you seriously need to pull your head out off his ass and take a look and the big picture here. He's lying to you, Kelsey."

Why is he being like this? And why in the world would Matt think Isaac is lying to me? "What do you mean? Isaac and I don't keep secrets." I tell him.

"Well he obviously does. Can't you see what's right in front of your eyes?" I don't understand where Matt is taking this? How does he even know about Isaac and me? He's supposed to be freaking dead.

Why does no one stay dead in Beacon Hills? "Go away, just go away! Get out!" I shout, desperately trying to get Matt out of my head. He is just in my head right? This can't be real. No way it's real.

I close my eyes, really concentrating on getting rid of Matt's voice that seems to be stuck in my head for some reason. Taking deep breaths in and out, I hear nothing for a few seconds but then his voice came back, only a little louder like he was right in front of me.

Slowly opening my eyes, I almost immediately regret it because Matt was standing too close to me and he didn't look happy. In fact, he almost looked hurt. "He doesn't love you like I do, I'll never hurt you like he does." He said. Okay now this is getting really creepy.

"Isaac doesn't hurt me, Matt, just leave me alone." I tell him, but he doesn't listen. "He's cheating on you, Kelsey." I froze. No, Isaac wouldn't do that to me, he loves me.

He game me the promise ring as a promise we'd stay together forever. Why would he give that to me if he didn't love me?Matt is the one lying here, not Isaac. I know Isaac, he wouldn't do this.

"He's cheating on you with the girl you hate most in this world. He loves Allison, Kelsey, not you." He wouldn't cheat. No, I know he wouldn't. He rarely talks to Allison, so why would he sleep with her? He could never love Allison, she threw knives at him for gods sake.

"You're making this up, Isaac wouldn't do that." I defend.

"Don't be so sure of yourself, Kelsey, just think about it. He's been working out more, he doesn't complain when Allison shows up to save the day, he doesn't spend much alone time with you anymore. It all makes sense, do you see how it pains me to see you get hurt by the little freak? You deserve better." He has been working out more? I hate to say this, but maybe he is cheating on me with Allison. I can't believe he'd do that to me.

I thought Isaac and I had something special going. I guess I thought wrong. I should've know better, it's all my fault. I've pushed him away. I can't believe I forgave Allison. How could she lie to me right in front of my face. How could Isaac do this to me?

"Yes...I think I do." Matt smiled. "You deserve me, I'm the guy who will never hurt you, I'm the guy who has always loved you." He's right, I do deserve him. He is the better guy for me. I can't believe Matt and I knew dated. He's the perfect guy for me.

"I love you too, Matt." Matt's smile grew bigger at my comment. "If you really loved me, you'd come back with me." Back with him? "Where?" I ask. Matt took my hand in his and lead me back into the bedroom, before walking over to the window. "Jump with me." Matt said as he lightly pecked me on the lips.

He wants me to jump out the window with him? But then I'd die...unless that's what he wants. Matt slowly opened up the window, while wanting for me to respond. He wants to be with me, and he can only do that if I die. Maybe I should jump with him.

Matt loves me, I love him. What's stopping me? "Will it hurt?" I ask as I carefully look out the window. "Just close your eyes and it will be over before you know it." Matt said, standing directing in front of me, still holding my hand in his grip.

Matt and I were all ready to jump out the window, when a loud bang of a door surprised us. Turning our heads round, we were face with Stiles, Lydia and Allison who burst through the door. "Don't do it, don't jump." Allison said. The bitch who's opening her legs for my boy- for Isaac, is telling me not to jump. I would've thought she'd want me to jump so she can have Isaac all to herself.

Growling, I run straight for her, Matt not holding me back. But just as I was about to claw the shit out of her face, I was struck by something hot, something really hot that it made me stop what I was doing.

Confused, I turn round to see Stiles is holding an emergency road flare and Matt is no longer near the window. He's gone. Where did he go? Maybe I was just imagining it all, he really is dead.

"What the hell, Kelsey, you could've killed Allison." Lydia said. Looking down, I notice Allison just a laying underneath me, sacred out of her mind. "Oh my god, Allison, I am so sorry." I apologize.

Matt must've lied to me about Isaac sleeping with Allison so I'd jump out the window with him. Why would he do that to me, why would he want me to kill myself? "It's fine, you didn't know what you were doing, I'm okay." She told me.

Carefully removing myself from Allison, I then help her up before giving her a hug. "I really am sorry. Thanks Stiles, I owe you." I don't understand I acted the way I did, I wasn't under the influence of the full moon, but what else could it be, was I hallucinating? "What happened?" I asked Stiles as I let go of Allison.

"We're thinking it's something to do with wolfsbane since you seem to be hallucinating like you did at Lydia's birthday party, and the Darach must have poisoned you, but we don't know how." Stiles answered. "Okay, am I the only one who got poisoned?" I ask.

This time, Lydia answered. "Aiden, Isaac and Boyd did, but we found them before anything happened." Well that's good, at least no one got hurt. Wait, didn't Scott get poisoned? "What about Scott, is he okay?" Lydia looked down the turned to Stiles. Oh god, does that mean he's dead.

"We haven't found him yet." Allison told me. Haven't found him yet. Great, that's just freaking great, could be dead for all we know. "We'll find him, don't worry, Kelsey." Stiles said before comforting me in a hug. "Just please stay here, you need to rest, okay?" He said calmly.

"Stiles, I can help." I tell him. Stiles pulls away from the hug, holding onto my shoulders, while lightly smiling. "Kelsey, please stay here, we'll find Scott." I have to help, otherwise if I stay here and try and rest, I'll be too worried to do that.

But I am tired, I haven't had much sleep, and I don't think I'll get any sleep if I'm too busy worrying about Scotty. "At least try to, for me? Look, I'll text you when we find Scott." Knowing Stiles isn't going to leave until I agree with him, I let out a sigh before giving in. "Fine, just make sure he's okay."

"We'll find him Kelsey." Lydia smiled as she stepped out the door, waiting for Allison and Stiles to follow. Closing the door behind them, I walked over to the edge of the bed and sat down, pulling my hands over my face and resting my elbows on my legs. God, this has been such a long day.

If Stiles hadn't used the flare on me, I would've killed Allison, I don't think I would've forgiven myself if I done that. Even if I did hate her in the passed, and maybe even still hate her a little now, I wouldn't want to kill her.

And if I jumped out the window with Matt, I don't even want to think about what would've happened. Why Matt though. Why was I hallucinating about him? Was it because I feel guilty about not being able to help him? Did I love him, is that why I saw him? Maybe I miss him, even if he did go a little mad, he was still a good friend to me.

"Are you okay?" I didn't have to look up to see who it was, I knew it was Isaac. I must've not closed the door properly. "I'm exhausted, but I can't sleep." I tell him. I wonder what Isaac was hallucinating about? I probably shouldn't ask though, just in case it's bad, I know I don't want to talk about what happened to me. He'll probably lose his mind.

Removing my hands from my face, Isaac lightly smiled at me before walking over. He sat down on the bed before sliding on his legs and laying down. "Come here then." He said, patting the bed for me to lay down beside him.

I did as he said and laid down beside him, resting my head on his chest while he wrapped an arm around me, bringing me closer to him. Everything went quiet, the only sound you could hear was our beating hearts.

Slightly moving my head, I looked up at Isaac to see if he was looking at me, but his eyes were closed. I smile at him before returning to my previous position. "I love you Isaac Lahey, and I'll never leave you." I whispered before closing my eyes, letting the darkness wash over me.

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Hey guys...I am so so sorry for not updating. How long has it been? Months? Basically I wrote it all out, and I was happy with it, the. Then being the clumsy person I am...I kind of accidentally deleted it.

Which meant I had to write it all over again, only I didn't quite like it because it wasn't the same so I had to change it again like three more times, which I apologize for, once again.

Oh well, I'm back now and I'll try my best to update as soon as possible next time. How did you like that chapter?

What do you think about Isaac giving Kelsey ten promise ring? Do you think it's cute and adorable of him or do yo think it's weird?

Is there still some hatred towards Allison left in Kelsey? Will they ever be the same again? Or is it too much for Kelsey.

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