Take It All Away

Author's Note: This is my first ever Vampire Diaries fic. I recently got into the show on Netflix. Being into Teen Wolf, I knew I'd like this show. I'm still on S1, and I know there's four seasons, so this is AU. I hope you like it.

I think I ship Jyler, so if you want more be sure to drop me some reviews.

The first chapter takes place at the very beginning of "Haunted" after Tyler is attacked by Vicki and Damon hypnotizes him to "remember nothing". Tyler doesn't go home, he goes to tell Jeremy what he remembers.

Pairing: Eventual Jyler

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One

Tyler hardly remembered when he'd started driving. His memory was still a blur. He felt like he shouldn't remember, just allow it to pass. Yet he couldn't. Hadn't he seen Vicki?

He didn't quite remember. It was still such a blur. He couldn't help feeling that he should tell someone, knowing that she was missing. What if he was just imagining things because he wanted her to be alright? He couldn't say he wasn't worried. He still cared about her.

There was only one person he felt he could confide this strange episode in, as much as he hated the thought. Tyler didn't entirely dislike Jeremy, but he still hated that Vicki had chosen him. Hadn't that been his fault though? He had brushed her off, lied to her about the party, and been a totally lame boyfriend.

Jeremy deserved her. Tyler couldn't help acknowledging that. Vicki deserved to be treated like a Princess. Tyler could never do that. His mom had been right. She was beneath his class. Sometimes he hated being a Lockwood. Was his mom really right? Did being high class matter when it came to love?

Tyler felt like a big phoney. He pulled into the Gillbert driveway, knowing Jeremy wasn't likely to appreciate his presence, now of all times. It had to be done anyway. Even he had a conscience. Everyone deserved to know that Vicki was alright, she was still alive.

Tyler stepped onto the porch and knocked at the door gently. He felt nervousness rise in him. Jeremy was physically stronger than he was, and there was a possibility his peer could be in a very sour mood. Jeremy had decked him on more than one occasion, though Tyler had to admit he had been kind of a prick.

The door swung back and Jeremy glared at him immediately upon contact.

"Is this some kind of joke?"

Tyler willed himself to remain calm, shrugging and burying his hands in his jeans pockets.

"I figured you'd appreciate some information," Tyler said, tone non-chalant.

"About what?" Jeremy asked, unable to keep the hope out of his expression. "Vicki?"

"Who else? I don't remember it clearly, but I think I saw her. I remember I had gotten in my car."

Jeremy looked at him strangely.

"Wait a sec," Jeremy began in slight disbelief. "You're saying you don't remember this exactly? What are you, high?"

"Naw man," Tyler replied. "Nothing like that, I just honestly don't entirely recall it. Maybe I'm tired."

Jeremy's fingers clenched into a fist at his sides.

"Are you fucking with me Tyler?" Jeremy demanded, eyes glaring again.

"I swear I'm not," Tyler insisted, raising his hands in truce. "If it means anything... "

He hesitated. Jeremy's expression softened visibly, seeing that Tyler meant him no ill will here. What was he trying to say though? Tyler eyed him strangely a few moments.

"I'm sorry okay? I've been a real idiot, a jerk. You have every reason to not trust me."

Jeremy eyed him with slight shock. Tyler felt like a huge weight had lifted off of him. He had been rotten to Jeremy, and he knew it.

"I can't believe you just apologized to me," Jeremy managed, tone softer. "Tyler Lockwood, apologizing to somebody. Imagine... "

Tyler actually smirked a little, and okay it was true, he didn't apologize often.

Jeremy kept eying him, expression unbelievably gentle considering they usually hated each other's guts.

"Well thanks for telling me Tyler. You wanna come in?"

"Do you want me to?" Tyler asked curiously.

He couldn't imagine Jeremy would actually want him in his house, but the other teen seemed sincere. Jeremy was still giving him that strange look.

"I wouldn't mind some company," Jeremy admitted. "You're not gonna turn back into a world class jerk on me right?"

"No I don't think so," Tyler replied, actually laughing a little. "I'm actually worried about Vicki myself. I wouldn't mind a friend."

He felt a jump of surprise, realizing he'd just called Jeremy a friend. Jeremy smiled a little, apparently having noticed it too. Okay, this was admittedly weird. Since when were he and Jeremy friends?

Jeremy turned around and indicated for him to follow. Tyler stepped through the door strangely. To think Jeremy would actually invite him in. It should feel way more wrong than it actually did. Maybe he'd simply been wrong about Jeremy.

Tyler watched his fellow schoolmate reach into the fridge, grabbing himself a coke, and eying him.

"Want anything?"

"Whatever you're having," Tyler replied with a shrug.

Jeremy grabbed another coke, shutting the fridge and handing it to him. Tyler accepted it, their eyes remaining locked for a long moment. He followed Jeremy into the living room, popping open his coke, letting the cold liquid wash down his throat.

Tyler took a seat on the other end of the couch, leaving the middle cushion between them like guys usually do. He took another swig of his coke. The silence became overwhelming after about a minute.

"What you thinking about?" Tyler ventured carefully.

"I'm just worried," Jeremy said quietly. "I'm worried something will happen to her. I already... "

Jeremy paused and a tear slid down his face. Tyler felt his stomach knot up with sympathy. Jeremy didn't have to say what Tyler knew he meant. He'd already lost his parents...

Jeremy wiped at his eyes and actually managed a chuckle.

"I'm sorry Tyler. Look at me, crying like this. You must think I'm... "

Jeremy cut off again, and no, Tyler didn't think he was anything.

"Jeremy its okay," Tyler said gently. "You've been through a lot. It makes me feel like even more of a jackass, the way I've treated you. I really am sorry."

Jeremy looked at him, eyes surprisingly gentle again.

"You really are, aren't you Tyler? I can see you are. What's gotten into you?"

"Who knows?" Tyler shrugged. "I've been thinking about everything since Vicki and I broke up. I know I didn't deserve her. I've been thinking about what I could have done differently. Maybe sometimes people change."

Jeremy actually gave him a smile. Yeah, maybe sometimes people do. Jeremy found that this new Tyler was okay to be around, maybe even likeable. Maybe they would be friends. Maybe they already were.

Jeremy just hoped Vicki would be alright and come back soon.

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There will be more chapters to come. Reviews will motivate me.