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Walls I've Built Part 1
“MIKAYLA!” I hear my brother yelling upstairs. I knock three times, signaling that I am okay. I then hear footsteps coming down the basement stairs. “Kay? Are you down here?”
“Isaac?” I hear the lock snap, and the lid open. I slowly open my eyes and see Isaac leaning over me. “What’re you doing? He’ll kill you! Get outta here.” Isaac looks down at the ground. “Just tell me it’s good news.”
“Well,” he sighs. “Dad’s dead.”
“Close enough.” I sit up, teeth chattering. “So, what’s going on? Did you–”
“NO! God no.” He helps me out of the freezer. “C’mon, the police are upstairs, they want to talk to you.”
“What?!”
“It’s nothing bad, they just want to make sure you’re okay.” He takes my hand. “I’ll be there the whole time.” We walk upstairs, and I see Sheriff Stilinski sitting on our couch. “Hey, Sheriff.”
“Mikayla, right?” the sheriff offers his hand, and I shake it nervously. “I’m Noah. My son Stiles is friends with your brother.” I nod. “Can I ask you a few questions?” I nod again. “You’ve been here all night, right?”
“Yes sir.”
Noah looks at Isaac, head tilted. “Did your Dad ever hurt you?”
My eyes go wide as I look at my older brother, and he squeezes my hand. “It’s okay Kay.”
“Did he hurt you?”
I look down at the ground. “Yes sir.”
“Isaac, do you guys have somewhere you can stay tonight?”
“I’ll ask Scott, but I don’t know if he’ll have room for Mick.”
The sheriff shakes his head. “You can stay with me, Mikayla should stay with Mel and Scott.” He looks at me. “Is that okay with you?”
I nod. “That’s Nurse Melissa, right?”
“Yeah, Melissa, and you know Scott from school.”
The sheriff smiles. “Melissa will take care of you. She’s a good lady. I’ll have Stiles drive you over, he’s waiting to check on you guys outside.”
Isaac and I walk outside with our duffle bags, and we spot Stiles and Scott at the end of the driveway. “Thanks for coming guys.” Isaac hugs the boys.
Stiles puts an arm around me. “How ya doin’ little Lahey?”
“Fine.” I shrug. “Y’know, considering.”
“Who’s staying where?” Scott opens the door for me.
“Mikayla is going with Scott, and Isaac is going with us.” Noah leans in through the window. “But Isaac, let me know if something changes, it’s all up to you guys. Stay safe kiddos.”
“Bye Dad.” Stiles nods.
“Bye Noah.” The boys say in unison. I wave at him.
“Hey, guys,” Isaac whispers something to the boys. “Don’t cha think?”
Stiles grins. “Are you kidding? That sounds great! We haven’t done that in years.”
“You sure Isaac? You guys should be resting.”
“We will be fine Scott.”
All of a sudden my phone rings. ARIEL💙 and KATNISS💛 texted THE MUSKETEERS
ARIEL: Hey Kay, are you alright? Stiles said something happened.
KATNISS: Also, are you and Isaac gonna be at the pack sleepover tonight? Scott just texted.
ME: It’s all good. I think I’ll be there, especially since I am staying with Melissa and Scott until Isaac and I can figure something out.
“Earth to Mikayla!” I look at my brother.
LITTLE WOLF PART 8
“Go out with me?”
“Gladly.”
“Why don’t we lay down?” He smiles. “My mom tells all the moms to sleep when the baby sleeps.” We lay on his bed, and he smiles down at me. “I wouldn’t mind doing this for real with you one day.”
I scoot closer. “I’d like that too. We’d be the coolest parents ever.”
“Easily.” He sighs. “What are we going to tell your brother?”
“We tell him the truth.” I shrug. “But, we tell my dad first, and then have my dad there when we tell Sti so that there is a muzzle.”
“And your dad will be okay with it?”
“Yeah. It took me two hours to get it into his head that I never slept with Jackson, or anyone else, and in the end, all he said was, ‘What about Scott?’ So, he will be very happy.”
“We could take him to lunch tomorrow,” Scott suggests. “And my mom. Two birds, one stone.”
“Plus, they can meet their granddaughter.”
“What does maleńka mean?” He asks. “It’s Polish, right?”
“It means little one, it’s what my mom used to call me.” I take his hand. “What about you? Mijita? Gordito?”
“Just passing down a family tradition. My mom always called me mijo or peque.
“Did you really call Isaac and Allison’s son a little fat boy?” I tease.
“What?!” he laughs, “What are you calling your nephew?”
“Żabko…” I mutter. “It means froggie in Polish.”
“Okay so we have Froggie, little fat boy, what about the girls?”
“Myszka, or mouse.”
“I called her Bicho, but apparently is not as cute to English speakers,” He scoffs. “What about Misiu?”
“Oh no, that’s a secret.”
“C’mon! Please, Kat?”
“Nope!”
“Maravillosa, princesa mio, cielito, amor de mi vida…” He begs. “Please!”
“Teddy bear!” I giggle. “It means teddy bear.”
“Oh,” he laughs. “That’s really cute.”
“It’s better than the other terms of endearment they use. One of them directly translates to ‘old fart’ which is what my mom called my dad.” I look at Aylin. “If we were to really have kids, boy or girl, what would you name them?”
“Hm,” he thinks for a moment. “Nicholas and Alexander are cute boy names, and they have plenty of nicknames. I am partial to Aylin now, but Kalina, Anja, and Letizia are my favorite girl names. What about you?”
I shrug. “Never really thought about names beyond Claudia.”
“Why don’t you get your pajamas on, I’ll go get water, and some food.” He kisses my nose before leaving the room.
I change into my pajamas, which are just a pair of gym shorts, and a t-shirt I stole from one of the boys. I braid my hair and take out my earrings.
“Is that one of mine?” I hear Scott enter the room.
I examine the shirt, an old lacrosse shirt with Scott’s number and McCall on the front. “It is, and an old one too.” I sit next to him on the bed. “Did you see how Isaac looked at Allison when she was holding Camden?”
“You bet I did!” Scott smirks. “It was the closest thing to heart eyes I’ve ever seen. But Allison made the same face when you handed Aylin to Isaac. Although nothing will beat the shock on Stiles’ face when he saw us on the couch. I was taking a video of Aylin when he walked in. Do you want to see it?”
I roll my eyes. “I’m good for now.” I yawn. “She’ll need to eat in like an hour.”
Scott pulls me in close. “I can handle it, mariposita.” He grabs the covers and tucks us in. “Sleep.”
I snuggle in closer. “G’night misiu.”
He starts to sing.
Unforgettable Lyrics
I woke up to Aylin crying. I sit up and see Scott already looking for the bottle. “Diaper bag. Mini backpack.” I grunt, picking up Aylin.
“Found it.” He hands me the bottle, sits against the headboard, pulls me into him, and sighs. “I could’ve done it. You didn’t have to get up.”
“I know. I just ended up waking up.” I rest my head against him. “I am so glad tomorrow is Saturday. If we had to go to school the day after getting our baby I think I’d sleep through every single class.”
“Me too. We are definitely napping tomorrow, right?”
I nod. “I won't survive without one.” I sit up, burping Aylin. “I wonder how the others are doing?”
Scott laughs. “I put your phone on do not disturb, but I didn’t do that to mine, so I’ve been reading the group chat, and they are not doing great.”
I cradle Aylin and shift to put her in the bassinet, “Sucks for them I guess.” As I lay her down, she wails, so I tuck her in my arms. “She’s not going to let me put her in the bassinet. That’s great.”
Scott pulls me against him, before kissing my cheek. “We can stay like this. That’ll be easier.” I nod and close my eyes.
LITTLE WOLF PART 7
“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!” I open my eyes to see my brother and Lydia in the hallway.
“I was napping, until I was so rudely awakened.” I groan, sitting up. “We all were actually.”
“IN HIS LAP?”
I roll my eyes. “Shut up Meechie.” I take the wailing Oliver from him. “I’m assuming he’s been fed, burped, changed, and rocked?” Lydia and Stiles nod. “Poor baby.” I coo “Let’s get you snuggled up, and a lullaby.” I look at my brother. “Swaddle wrap?” Lydia hands me the wrap. “I know, I know Ollie. It’s okay! Auntie Kat is here, and we’re gonna wrap you up snugger than a bug in a rug.” I snap the final snap on the swaddle and Ollie immediately calms down. “That’s better, huh?” I hand him back to Stiles. “He should fall asleep on the drive home now. And if that doesn’t work, you could always try a lullaby with his head against your chest.”
“Are you kicking us out now?”
I nod. “Scott and I have our own baby to take care of.” I walk them to the door. “Call me if you can’t get him down.”
Once they’re gone, Scott stands. “You are beautiful.” He kisses my nose. “I fed her while you were napping. I’m gonna go set stuff up in my room. Let me know if you need something.”
I take Aylin and head to the kitchen. “You really are the perfect baby.” I dance around the kitchen, humming, and laughing at the baby talk.
“Scott? Kat?” Allison calls.
“Hey, Alli.” Scott smiles, taking Camden. “You fed him and changed him and everything?” I join them in the living room. “Do you have another swaddle wrap, Cariña?” I hand Isaac Aylin and grab a swaddle for Scott. “Oye gordito… You’re just sleepy, huh? You just need to be snuggled up before bedtime, yeah?” I smile down at the scene before me, as Scott murmurs to the doll. “There we go!” He hands Camden back to Allison, “He should be out like a light after a drive, and if all else fails, sing a lullaby.” He takes Aylin from Isaac. “Call if you need anything else.”
I walk them to the door. “Have a nice rest of your night guys.” I walk back to Scott and sigh, taking Aylin. “I think it’s time for Maleńka to go to bed, how about you?”
“I think so.”
We walk to Scott’s room, and I smile at how he’s set everything up. “Look at this Maleńka! Your dad got everything all set up!” I look at Scott. “Thank you.” I start to sway, thinking of a lullaby when Scott starts singing.
I could find the whole meaning of life in those sad eyes They've seen things that you never quite say, but I hear Come out of hiding, I'm right here beside you And I'll stay there as long as you let me
Because you matter to me Simple and plain and not much to ask from somebody You matter to me I promise you do, you, you matter too I promise you do, you see? You matter to me
I smile, knowing right when to join in.
It's addictive the minute you let yourself think The things that I say just might matter to someone All of this time I've been keeping my mind on the running away And for the first time I think I'd consider the stay
Because you matter to me Simple and plain and not much to ask from somebody You matter to me I promise you do, you, you matter too I promise you do, you'll see You matter to me
I take a deep breath, before continuing on.
"Dear baby I hope someday Somebody wants to hold you for twenty minutes straight They don't pull away, they don't look at your face And they don't try to kiss you All they do is wrap you up in their arms and hold on tight Without an ounce of selfishness in it I hope you become addicted, baby I hope you become addicted to sayin' things Having them matter to someone"
Scott stands behind me, wraps me in his arms, and we sway as we finish the song. I look down and Aylin is sleeping soundly in my arms. I lay her in the bassinet and then go back to Scott.
“You and I make a damn good team McCall,” I look back at the bassinet. “Who would’ve guessed we’d be helping the others through this project?”
“Not our parents.” He rests his forehead against mine.
Little Wolf Part 6
AS A NOTE. I AM TRYING TO UPDATE CONSISTENTLY BUT PLEASE BE KIND
When we finally pull into Scott’s driveway my phone rings. IDIOT BROTHER
“What?”
“Can Lydia and I bring Ollie over? We can’t seem to get him to stop crying.”
“Bring a swaddle wrap. They’re in the top left drawer in the baby room. And, bring my fuzzy blanket. Also, tell Lydia that she can use anything in the baby room.”
“Got it.”
I hang up and look at Scott. “Meechie and Lydia need our help.”
“Is this what it’s going to be like when he actually has kids? If so, you’ll need to live with him.” Scott shakes his head. “We won’t ever be rid of him, will we.”
“It’s Meechie!” I laugh. “He won’t let us get rid of him.”
“You take Aylin inside and I’ll unpack the car. Then we can use Stiles to set everything up.” He kisses me. “You are amazing.”
I grab the diaper bag and my backpack and take Aylin inside. When I sit on the couch my phone rings again. ALLI THE ARCHER
“Hey, Alli!”
“We need help.”
I laugh. “Come on over to Scott’s, Stiles and Lydia are already on their way.”
“You are a lifesaver!”
“Who was that?”
“Allison. She and Isaac need help too.”
He sits next to me. “Can you imagine this for real? All of us having kids?”
I cuddle into him. “I don’t think all of us will. Allison doesn’t want to have kids, nor does Isaac, or Malia.” I look up at him. “What about you?”
“I’d love it. Having a crazy house full of kids.” He smiles down at me. “I always wanted siblings growing up, so I’d love to have like 3 or 4 kids.”
I hum into his chest. “I’ll have at least two seeing as I’m genetically predisposed to have twins.”
“You tired?” He takes Aylin from my arms.
“Parenting four babies is hard.” I whine, laying my head on his lap.
“I’ll help the others, you can go ahead and nap.” he runs his fingers through my hair. “No promises your brother won’t wake you though.”
“Thanks, Misiu.” I close my eyes.