Krissy (chamberskrissy) wrote in zombieslogs, @ 2013-09-02 23:28:00 |
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Entry tags: | alcide herveaux, isaac lahey, krissy chambers |
Who: Krissy, Isaac, and later on Alcide
What: Visiting Isaac
When: Tonight
Where: Solitary
Warnings: Ugh probably??
Promise me. He could have killed you. He could have killed Will. He could have killed Alana. Promise me you won't.
Krissy stared at Abigail's message for what felt like an eternity before shutting off the screen and walking over to solitary. Abigail was right. Of course she was right, Isaac could have killed her, he could have killed Will, he could have killed Alana, and Lydia, and Allison, and everyone else he had knocked aside in his crazed moment, but Krissy couldn't stay away. He was her friend. Despite the way that she was raised, and how her father engrained in her how the supernatural was nothing but something that needed to be destroyed, he had become her friend, and she needed to understand. She needed to know what had happened, and if he was okay. It didn't mean that she wasn't mad - she had half a mind to grab a shotgun and shoot him a couple of times for what he had done to her and her friends, or at least punch his teeth in, but...it was Isaac. Isaac, who had become her friend in the middle of a very chaotic few months. Isaac, who had taken her out for a raid for sport supplies, and hadn't seen her as just a fifteen year old kid. Isaac, who had walked Winston with her and not once made her feel weird or out of place after her encounter with the demon that had possessed her.
Isaac who, even if Krissy would never in a million years admit it or even dream of acting on anything, was her very first crush.
The guy she had seen in the halls hadn't been the one that Krissy was used to. Wild eyed, ready to kill. Ready to kill her. She still had the markings of his claws and his fingers around her neck to show just how badly the situation had gotten, but she still needed to see him. She needed to talk to him. She needed...
She didn't know. Getting away undetected from the network of people that were worried about her was essentially building a web of lies that she knew would come undone if one of them decided to look for her, but not even that really mattered. Abigail would be upset. Will would be pissed. Lydia... Well, she didn't know, but she had to trust that Lydia would be busy worrying after Derek, Will would worry be worrying about Alana, and Abigail thought she was finishing up with checking up on Lydia. It would only be for a little while. Only for a few minutes, and afterwards she would figure the rest out.
Alcide had just stepped out of solitary, heading off towards the cafeteria, when Krissy made her way inside. She could hear two people pacing, each one in different cells, but she didn't have to wait for long to figure out which one was Isaac's. As soon as the door closed behind her, he must have caught her scent because he turned in her direction. She wasn't scared - or at least she was doing a very good job at convincing her of this - but for a moment she couldn't move. She hadn't been able to stop her hands from shaking since the whole incident had happened, and right now it wasn't much better. She hid it by walking towards his cell, though, her steps determined and firm even if inside she felt herself doubt this whole thing altogether.
"Hey," Krissy finally said quietly, once she was standing closer to the door. "Still feeling crazy?"