What on Earth is Going On? [Issac]

It seemed that all Isaac was able to do was cry and apologize. Eventually, Melissa gave up trying to tell him that everything was fine. Instead, she just held him like she had once held Stiles and Scott when they had been upset whether it was from nightmares or any other drama. She held him close, letting him know through her motherly embrace that everything was going to be okay. Sometimes when it came to caring for children, words didn’t make much of a difference. No matter how much you told them something, they didn’t always listen, but when you did things, they saw and they understood. Things made more sense to them that way, and throughout her many years of being a nurse, she found that it wasn’t only children who understood things better when they were shown things instead of just told. Seeing is believing as they say.

As Melissa sat there holding Isaac close, she had flashbacks to all the times she had held Scott. There was after the incident with Raphael had happened. There was when he found out his father was leaving. There was when he found out his dog wasn’t coming back. There was when he failed his first test, when she caught him doing something bad, when his grandparents passed, when Stiles’ mother passed, and when Allison passed away. As Melissa grew up with her precious angel of a son, she recalled right at that moment all of the heartbreak and sorrow that he had felt and gone through in his life and he had made it. He had made it and everything was just fine. She needed to find a way to let Isaac know that he too would make it and that everything would be just fine, but with someone with Isaac’s history, she wasn’t sure how much telling him would do. She would just have to show him.

The mother steadied her breathing and rubbed Isaac’s back, running her hand up and down his shoulders and upper back. She held him tightly, but not too tight, and allowed him to cry against her. She pressed her lips to the top of his head every once in a while and just held him as he continued to let out whatever he had been holding in over the years. “It’s okay, Isaac, just let it all out, sweetheart,” she murmured. Occasionally she whispered other things as well, more comforting things as she held him close, hoping that he would eventually calm down. After that she would get him a glass of water and return to making breakfast, something that she would be able to do to return to a sort of normal. Plus it would make Isaac feel better to know that they wouldn’t dwell on it if he didn’t want to. Since, well, she wasn’t about to make him feel worse than he already felt.

Tag; Isaac Lahey
Words; 485
Notes; Tried to match your word count, couldn't quite make it. XD

Melissa watched Isaac carefully as they sat there at her kitchen table, food getting cold around them, but she didn’t care. Right now the poor boy needed to know he was loved and cared for and then breakfast, or brunch would come after. Soon enough, Isaac’s sobs had turned into cries which had turned into the sniffles. He hiccupped every once in a while, no doubt having cried himself to exhaustion. She would have worried but given how he was a werewolf, the only thing she worried about was getting him some water to help keep himself hydrated. His werewolf body would help with whatever pain his head would have from the crying. After all, headaches and crying usually went together like peanut butter and jelly. The woman could take a medical standpoint on the relationship, but she figured she would just not get into it.

Isaac finally pulled away from Melissa, straightening up and rubbing his sleeve over his eyes. He smiled over at him, her eyes giving him whatever empathy he wanted despite how he wouldn’t look at her. He muttered that he must have looked ugly and pathetic and Melissa shook her head and squeezed his shoulders gently from her arm’s position around him. “Isaac, this is the first time I’m going to be firm with you,” she told him, her voice stern. “Regardless of what you’ve been told for most of your life, there is nothing wrong with you. I know it’s hard to wrap your head around it, but you’re not. You’re a wonderful young man who’s done what he could with his life.” She was quiet for a moment and wondered if she should say what she was thinking. In the ended, she decided she would regardless of the circumstances.

The nurse let out a slow breath. “And I know that Allison saw that. I know she saw someone who was more strong, loving, and compassionate than he would ever think he was. She loved you, you and Scott both.” Melissa reached over and tucked some of his shaggy, curly hair behind his ear. “And you know what, I’m sure that when you’re ready, there will be someone else in this world who will think the same thing, and they will spend the rest of their life, trying to undo what your father did because to them you will be worth it. You will be worth everything, do you understand?” She asked with a small smile. She was trying to make him feel better and perhaps brining Allison into the mix would make things worse, or, or he would remember the good times and that she was right. Allison loved him, she cared for him, and she found him worthy enough to love and therefore, someone else and others would as well.

Tag; Isaac Lahey
Words; 472
Notes; <3 Poor Melissa and Isaac. She tries so hard.

The older woman gazed at the young boy in front of her. He was surprised and stunned into silence, she could tell. It was sweet, of course, to see him think about her words, really think about them. She was sure that in the end, he would revert back to thinking he was whatever his father told him he was after the passing of his mother. Still, Melissa would do what she could to remind him that what that man told him was a lie and he shouldn’t listen to that voice in the back of his head. It would take time, a lot of time, but she would do what she could since, well, it wasn’t known whether or not he would listen to her, but she wouldn’t stop. The poor boy deserved to know and understand that he was loved and cared for.

Isaac finally spoke, telling her to give him a bit more time and to not give up on him. He looked at her with the widest, most innocent eyes she had ever seen. She smiled at him a little and moved forward, pulling him into a one armed hug. She pressed her lips to the top of his head. “You bet, kiddo, and I’ll never give up on you, you can count on that,” she told him with a smile before she moved away from him a little to look at him. “Now, how about we get back to brunch, huh? Maybe after that we can go grocery shopping or shopping for new clothes, hmm?” She suggested, smiling over at him brightly. Hopefully she’d be able to at least get his mind off of things for a little while anyway.

The woman wasn’t perfect by any means, but she hoped that with time she would be able to convince Isaac that he was a good boy and perfect just the way he was. Hopefully he would listen to her and eventually at least begin to understand and at least begin to defeat that voice in the back of his mind. Melissa understood in a way, in a different way, of course. After everything with Raphael, well…she wondered if there was something wrong with him, or her. It was difficult for her to think about, especially when she was the one who was raising their son while he was off doing God knew what.

Tag; Isaac Lahey
Words; 400
Notes; We can if you want, love. It's up to you <3