It Hurts Isaac Novels & Stories

Isaac throws the phone on that helper's chest. “Are you new here? Don't you know the rules and regulations?" That helper shakes his head. “Words." I flinch at the thundering voice of Isaac. “I-I a-am so-sorry, sir. I-it wi-will n-not ha-happen ag-again." Isaac dismisses him and he starts picking up the shattered pieces from the ground. His figure, trembling badly. My eyes widened when I saw his bloody back. He is wounded. I look away from him when Isaac puts my phone in my palm, circling my finger around the phone, securing it.

You see, God sent stress into my life in the form of a person, and since then, he has been a monumental pain in my ass, a one I can't seem to get rid of. When I arrived there, I expected an unpleasant scene to welcome me, it is Isaac after all, he would've not let him go without a fight. But nothing would've prepared me to see him in that state. Broken, both inside out. On the ride back home, my eyes kept drifting to him upfront, even though he tried to act indifferent, fighting against the pain, he seemed to be teetering right on the edge, one step away from falling and crashing...that if he hadn't already. It wasn't just about the physical torture, but the immense darkness that reflected i

"She'll know I'm in pain just by hearing my voice and I don't want her to know yet" Isaac put his other hand over his wounded one. And now that he was not drunk with anger he could feel the pain spreading all over. ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖

“Because I told you, you know?” “Because I told you, what?” “Jesus Christ, Isaac. Stop acting so obtuse. You are fucking hurting me.” Gio looked at Isaac directly. He did seem hurt. “I have nothing to do with your feelings, Gio, and that’s not my responsibility.” “Omygod, you can’t even acknowledge mine. You can’t even fathom how much I’ve grown to love you. For the first time in your life, someone else other than your awful parents finally cares about you, Isaac, and you can’t even find the balls to acknowledge it. Stop being a damn martyr for once in your life.”

Isaac Isaac stood in front of his bathroom mirror, poking at the bruise on his cheekbone. It had already turned his skin mottled and purple, his eye beginning to swell slightly above it. He winced as he touched it, but touched it anyway, the pain oddly grounding him. He didn’t know what came over him in Zane’s room, but he knew it wasn’t right. Isaac had never fought like this over a woman before—and Zane had been the second man, Mason being the first, that he had beat up over Bianca.

I nod and thank him, letting out a relieved sigh when I turn and realize the boys are too far away to have been able to hear our conversation. I go sit at the table, to keep score, and Sarah walks up next to me. “Dang it! I wanted you on my team!” I smile and shrug, “Sorry. Have to sit this one out.” I laugh, then Issac walks up to me with a frown on his face. “Why?” He asks, eyeing my wrist, willing my hoodie to move so he can see the damage. I shrug, “I already told you. I fell and hurt my wrist.” He narrows his eyes, knowing I’m lying, turns around and walks away. I really don’t want to make enemies with the Alpha’s, but why is Issac being so nosy?

Isaac ranted. Serena ignored the pain and forced a bitter smile. "Isaac, I just want to take good care of you. I never did any of the things you said." Still angry, Isaac turned his head away and refused to look at her. Kevin pushed her aside impatiently. His hand accidentally brushed against the spot where she had just scalded. His fingers recoiled, and he shook his hands as if he was disgusted. He said disdainfully, "Go tend to your injury first. Isaac's fine with Mom and I here."

"Sorry! Did I hurt you? Did I hold your hand too hard?" "No," Isaac said while pretending to be okay. I knew he was in pain. "Your arm is injured? I didn't see you in class today." "Oh, yes." Isaac looked doubtful. "Yesterday, I fell while clearing snow in the yard. It seems my left shoulder is dislocated." "I'm sorry," I said again. "I didn't know if your shoulder was injured. Did I hold your arm too tightly?" "It's okay, Casey. What are you doing? Hiding in the library? What did you see there just now?"

Isaac calls to us. I hook my leg around Luca's hip and twist my body slightly, hoping to give Luca a different angle. Even I have trouble undoing my bras with only one hand, but I'm a little surprised that Luca, of all people, is having issues. He has another go at the clasp, and when once again he can't undo it, he pulls his mouth away from mine, cursing. "What's the issue?" Isaac says. Luca lowers me fully to the ground again and sits up. He rubs both hands roughly across his face, smearing the coat of "apocalypse dust."

Ignacio said through gritted teeth as he watched with satisfaction, the one time mighty alpha fall to her knees. As Isabel tried to stand on her feet, Ignacio gave her a kick on the shin, causing her knees to hit the floor once again. The amount of wolfsbane in her body was too much, as it burned her entire system. Without warning, Ignacio launched himself forward and kicked Isabel in the head, causing blood to trickle down her face as a result of the impact. He didn’t stop there as he kicked her violently in the stomach each time she tried to get up. “Just die, you bitch!..” he said with each kick.