{ xahey }

     <sub>And he’s soon narrowing his oceanic hues
     at her, due to the fact that she lied.  She lied
     about what that scream was, all because he
     could hear her heart skip a beat.  And it wasn’t
     all because she was still quite frightened, as was
     he, but he knew damn well that she knew what it
     was      though, he didn’t question her at all.  He 
     just kept in mind that she had      indeed      lied.

     ”I’m Noah Lahey.”</sub>

      ▒ ▓ █ ——— ;;「 ❁ 」

                                        she swallows nervously at his responce.
                                        is it normal that he is someone with the same
                                        surname as isaac & yet looks exactly like her
                                        friend? she leans her head on a side once
                                        again, although lets a smile cover her pastel
                                        pink lips. there are so many questions to ask,
                                        but is it safe to ask ANY of them? is it safe to
                                        tell him anything? is it safe to even share a
                                        name? lydia’s full of doubt — who wouldn’t be
                                        after everything she’s gone through?

      ❝guess it’s, uh, nice to meet you, ɴoαн.. — i’m lydia.
        aren’t you — by any chance — related to isaac lahey?❞

{ xahey }

     <sub>Swallowing thickly, he turned his attention
     to her, removing his hands slowly from 
     over his ears.  He inhaled deeply and
     stayed quiet for quite a while, even
     after she spoke.  He knew that she
     hadn’t damaged his hearing, which
     was great, but the fact that she
     was able to scream that loud was
     actually quite frightening      she 
     could possibly attract so many people.

     ”    What the hell was that?”

     Okay, so his voice was a bit shaky, 
     considering he was actually quite
     frightened of her scream; he didn’t
     want that to be done again.  But he
     was actually scared of a lot, seeing
     as he is an omega who knows
     almost close to nothing.</sub>

      ▒ ▓ █ ——— ;;「 ❁ 」

                                        her eyes observe him, her body not making 
                                        even a little of a move — seems like she still
                                        is a bit too scared to come any closer to isaac.
                                        maybe because he isn’t isaac? her head
                                        cocked on a side softly, lips are now pursed.
                                        lydia is more than glad her banshee abilites
                                        ʜᴇʟᴘᴇᴅ her to get out of such a hopeless position.
                                        she grows suprirsed with each more second
                                        though. when the male speaks, her forehead 
                                        crinkles — now it seems to be clear that isaac
                                        wouldn’t question that, therefore the person, 
                                        which stands in front of her isn’t her ƒяιєη∂.
                                        she has to lie in that case. it would be too 
                                        dangerous to walk around & say about her real
                                        nature, now wouldn’t it?

      ❝i… — i don’t know. but if you are not isaac… who the hell are you?❞

{ xahey }

     _{In all fairness, he wasn’t expecting that.
     He wasn’t expecting a loud and ear-splitting
     scream to come from such a petite girl like
     her.  So his brows had risen up and his 
     oceanic hues had lost their glow and his
     teeth returned to normal.  By this time, he
     was cowering away from her after he had
     stumbled back; hands pressed over his
     ears in attempt to block out her screams,
     though he knew that wasn’t going to happen.}

      ▒ ▓ █ ——— ;;「 ❁ 」

                                        her voice is ɍøᵾǥħ, yet remains shrill, squeaky.
                                        sometimes, when a horror overgrows her —
                                        it is hard to resist the urge to get it all out of her.
                                        & that’s EXACTLY what has just happened. she
                                        got the scared out of her body, out of her ᴍɪɴᴅ.
                                        she doesn’t shake anymore, nevertheless her
                                        eyes are still wide open, focused on posture of
                                        the other that now seems to be no less scared
                                        than lydia. it is isaac. or looks exactly alike, at
                                        the very least.

      ❝are we.. — are we going to talk like.. people now?❞

{ xahey }

     _{And suddenly, he was moving towards
     her, his glowing hues narrowed in the 
     slightest and his fangs bared.  Growls
     continued to enroll from his lips from
     deep within his chest.  He wasn’t
     going to answer her and in all
     fairness, he wasn’t even sure
     why he was even doing this.
     He didn’t even know why he
     was angry.  But he just was for
     some strange reason.}

      ▒ ▓ █ ——— ;;「 ❁ 」

                                        she can’t help herself — she keeps moving
                                        backward & her hands start to shake. she 
                                        wants to RUN, but where’s point of running
                                        away from someone who can catch you 
                                        without getting tired in the słɨǥħŧɇsŧ way?
                                        breathing pattern becomes slower as if the
                                        easy & natural act is now too hard to be done.
                                        lips parted, but it doesn’t help much the
                                        breathing.

                                ＩＴ　ＯＮＬＹ　ＨＥＬＰＳ　ＴＨＥ　ＳＣＲＥＡＭ．

                                        the scream that can break all the glasses &
                                        knock someone sᴇɴsᴇʟᴇss for several of
                                        minutes.

{ xahey }

     _{His growling had only grew louder
     at her words, his glowing hues 
     narrowing in the slightest.  He 
     wasn’t absolutely sure why he was
     even like this.  He wasn’t completely
     shifted, but he could tell that he was
     scaring the shit out of her.}

      ▒ ▓ █ ——— ;;「 ❁ 」

                                        come on, lydia. he’s not going to hurt you.
                                        he ｗｏｕｌｄｎ＇ｔ do that —— you are
                                        his friend. friends  hurt friends.
                                                                 inhale & exhale.
                                        get it together. & don’t scream. just d o n ’ t.

      ❝what is ᴡ ʀ ᴏ ɴ ɢ with you?!❞

                                        her voice more resolute as she tries to seem
                                        less scared. her face still shows fear, but she
                                        can’t be the weak one for forever, can she?
                                        — & screaming wouldn’t help her. or at least
                                        she tries to think so.

{ xahey }

     _{A loud growl had rose from 
     his chest, his bright oceanic
     hues glowing as he did.
     Of course, he didn’t answer 
     her when she questioned 
     him, but she didn’t even 
     know that he wasn’t
     Isaac, but his twin
     brother.}

      ▒ ▓ █ ——— ;;「 ❁ 」

                                        he growled again & she can’t help, but lets
                                        out a holler herself, although covers her
                                        mouth to make it less hearable. chills run
                                        through her back & she backs off a little,
                                        afraid she might ACTUALLY get hurt. but why?
                                        how come he is ready to hurt her?

      ❝please.. don’t do this.. — isaac stop. i beg you, just ѕтop.❞

                                        & he should know better than to push her 
                                        too hard — right to the moment when she
                                        would be ready to let out a ＲＥＡＬ scream.

{ xahey }

     _{Okay, there is no need
     to be growling at someone
     who could definitely beat
     you, Noah.}

      ▒ ▓ █ ——— ;;「 ❁ 」

      ❝ＩＳＡＡＣ — ！
         what's — what’s the matter with you.. ?❞

                                        she barely keeps herself from ѕcяєαмιηg,
                                        but eventually doesn’t let out a sound at
                                        least similar to a CRY. in the end she knows
                                        it’s іѕаас & he wouldn’t hurt her — ｒｉｇｈｔ?