[ Terrified doesn't begin to describe what Isaac's feeling, and Derek pulls him and moves him easily enough, he's sitting, and everything feels like a photocopied photo, details blurring - his head's spinning, his arm hurts, and with a glance he can see the damage done the muscle and the bone and all the blood. At one point in biology he'd been able to name off all the muscles and veins. He's terrified it's too late already, they don't have time like this, she needs to hurry up. His hand moves quickly to clamp down where Derek's had been as Derek moves to remove the belt, squeezing tight enough that he was sure there is gonna be a bruise later. Maybe if he can squeeze it tight enough the infection won't be able to spread. Maybe it'll buy them some more time, at least.
This all reminds him of when Derek had him let Peter into his head, the only difference was he trusted these two with his life. When it comes down to it, no matter how many times Derek's messed up, or hurt him -- He's had his back since day one. And Allison? After everything they've been through in Wonderland? He wishes he could just tell her everything was okay... Maybe he shouldn't have asked for them to cut it off, maybe he should just let it happen, have one of them end it like Jackson had had him do, or like Scott had...
He closes his eyes as he feels Derek bring the belt up around his arm, not yet tightening it. It feels like an eternity the amount of time between him closing his eyes and opening them again. He's not sure if Derek tightened it before holding his own belt out to Isaac and then bite down. Isaac doesn't hesitate, doing as he's asked because he needs to - he has to. They don't have time to lollygag around. Then there's Derek's hands back on him and he's not sure if it makes him feel comfort or if it just terrifies him more. He can remember back when a simple squeeze to his shoulder from Derek made him feel so calm, at ease and peaceful. Like it was okay, he did okay.
He glances up at Allison again and he doesn't need werewolf senses to tell how stressed she is, hell the room was probably flooded with all the horrible scents of darker emotions. Then Isaac bites down harder on the leather in his mouth, well aware that that was not going to prepare him for what was about to come. He just had to think back to all the times he'd been injured because of his dad. Back in that house - because it certainly was not a home. How he'd overcome the pain, how he'd have to focus on other things to ignore it. Without really thinking, his free hand moves to wrap slender pale fingers around Derek's arm, much like he'd grasped Scott's in the terror he'd felt.
Even if he isn't sure - (he's not ready, he's not!) - he nods. He has to be ready. This was a little worse than ring daggers, and he'd probably have made that quip if it were the right time, the right place, but it's not. If he survives it, he's definitely going to have a long talk with both of them separately, he owes Derek... something, a thanks or maybe an apology, he's not sure. And Allison - Mirror Stiles had told him that they had darkness around their hearts, this probably wasn't going to help that at all... He will definitely owe her more than one apology, and for a minute? He hates himself more than he usually does, because he's forcing this on Allison. He's forcing it on Allison and Derek.
And then with that he closes his eyes. Just like getting an injection, the fear of knowing that you're inflicting damage on your body, it's usually more tiring than the damage actually inflicted. Of course, that won't be the case here, but Isaac doesn't have time to wonder if he'll survive it, survive from the infection or possibly bleeding out. He's not a doctor and he's not going to try to worry about any of that. Instead he tries to steady himself, anchor himself to a thought - thinking about his dad before everything went to shit, about his brother before he'd died. About the time before everyone was hurting each other for different reasons. He's not sure if it'll help, but it helped with the full moons, of course it's not going to keep him from screaming around Derek's belt when it comes to it. ]
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This all reminds him of when Derek had him let Peter into his head, the only difference was he trusted these two with his life. When it comes down to it, no matter how many times Derek's messed up, or hurt him -- He's had his back since day one. And Allison? After everything they've been through in Wonderland? He wishes he could just tell her everything was okay... Maybe he shouldn't have asked for them to cut it off, maybe he should just let it happen, have one of them end it like Jackson had had him do, or like Scott had...
He closes his eyes as he feels Derek bring the belt up around his arm, not yet tightening it. It feels like an eternity the amount of time between him closing his eyes and opening them again. He's not sure if Derek tightened it before holding his own belt out to Isaac and then bite down. Isaac doesn't hesitate, doing as he's asked because he needs to - he has to. They don't have time to lollygag around. Then there's Derek's hands back on him and he's not sure if it makes him feel comfort or if it just terrifies him more. He can remember back when a simple squeeze to his shoulder from Derek made him feel so calm, at ease and peaceful. Like it was okay, he did okay.
He glances up at Allison again and he doesn't need werewolf senses to tell how stressed she is, hell the room was probably flooded with all the horrible scents of darker emotions. Then Isaac bites down harder on the leather in his mouth, well aware that that was not going to prepare him for what was about to come. He just had to think back to all the times he'd been injured because of his dad. Back in that house - because it certainly was not a home. How he'd overcome the pain, how he'd have to focus on other things to ignore it. Without really thinking, his free hand moves to wrap slender pale fingers around Derek's arm, much like he'd grasped Scott's in the terror he'd felt.
Even if he isn't sure - (he's not ready, he's not!) - he nods. He has to be ready. This was a little worse than ring daggers, and he'd probably have made that quip if it were the right time, the right place, but it's not. If he survives it, he's definitely going to have a long talk with both of them separately, he owes Derek... something, a thanks or maybe an apology, he's not sure. And Allison - Mirror Stiles had told him that they had darkness around their hearts, this probably wasn't going to help that at all... He will definitely owe her more than one apology, and for a minute? He hates himself more than he usually does, because he's forcing this on Allison. He's forcing it on Allison and Derek.
And then with that he closes his eyes. Just like getting an injection, the fear of knowing that you're inflicting damage on your body, it's usually more tiring than the damage actually inflicted. Of course, that won't be the case here, but Isaac doesn't have time to wonder if he'll survive it, survive from the infection or possibly bleeding out. He's not a doctor and he's not going to try to worry about any of that. Instead he tries to steady himself, anchor himself to a thought - thinking about his dad before everything went to shit, about his brother before he'd died. About the time before everyone was hurting each other for different reasons. He's not sure if it'll help, but it helped with the full moons, of course it's not going to keep him from screaming around Derek's belt when it comes to it. ]