[ Chris asks him point blank what he wants to do. Despite his loyalty to Scott, Isaac doesn't feel he has a reason to stay. He knows Allison wasn't his be all and end all but he also knows that doesn't matter. Chris has arrangements to make, contacts to visit and family to notify throughout the country. When he asks if Isaac would like to come, there's no question. He needs to leave. He needs to move on. He needs to try and make some kind of life outside of being kidnapped and abused and hurt. Maybe a part of him did love Allison. He can't tell. He's never felt that before. But, he knows he like to forget about it for a while. Traveling with her father should bring it up more often but Christ Argent isn't one to discuss his feelings. After the first few days they came to a silent mutual conclusion.
Late at night, they discuss her. Every now and then. He gets them rooms with twin beds even though Isaac says he doesn't need a bed. He knows rooms with one bed are cheaper. Chris doesn't care.
He doesn't say goodbye to anyone.
After driving up to Oregon, Chris leaves the car with family and he and Isaac board a plane. He's never been outside of California. To Isaac, Virginia is flat. And boring. When Chris tells him to watch his back and not to go out at night without him, Isaac just thinks he's being overdramatic. (This is Chris Argent, so how could he not know there'd be reason to keep a lower profile.)
Chris is off, meeting a contact of his. Chris is always pretty cagey. But, Isaac never asks. He never needs to know. He's capable of taking care of himself and he has a plate of fries.
He's used to playing games alone. When your brother dies when you're young and your father ceases to care about your well being, you end up doing things by yourself. It's a status quo he needs no adjusting to. So, when he racks the balls, he's not expecting for anyone to talk to him. It's been a week and not one person has.
She's... well, there's only one word that works and that's hot. Isaac uses the word often but it fits. He doesn't hesitate to respond. ]
You good? [ Isaac's not, but that cocky side of him still exists. It helps with pushing down the pain and loss. ]
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Late at night, they discuss her. Every now and then. He gets them rooms with twin beds even though Isaac says he doesn't need a bed. He knows rooms with one bed are cheaper. Chris doesn't care.
He doesn't say goodbye to anyone.
After driving up to Oregon, Chris leaves the car with family and he and Isaac board a plane. He's never been outside of California. To Isaac, Virginia is flat. And boring. When Chris tells him to watch his back and not to go out at night without him, Isaac just thinks he's being overdramatic. (This is Chris Argent, so how could he not know there'd be reason to keep a lower profile.)
Chris is off, meeting a contact of his. Chris is always pretty cagey. But, Isaac never asks. He never needs to know. He's capable of taking care of himself and he has a plate of fries.
He's used to playing games alone. When your brother dies when you're young and your father ceases to care about your well being, you end up doing things by yourself. It's a status quo he needs no adjusting to. So, when he racks the balls, he's not expecting for anyone to talk to him. It's been a week and not one person has.
She's... well, there's only one word that works and that's hot. Isaac uses the word often but it fits. He doesn't hesitate to respond. ]
You good? [ Isaac's not, but that cocky side of him still exists. It helps with pushing down the pain and loss. ]