Caroline/Tyler (TVD)

Caroline's POV after "Rose"

After a long day of helping Tyler, I realized it was time to get some rest. Why did I have to get caught up in this mess? I mean he is a werewolf for crying out loud…or howling out loud… whatever.

I should have just left him alone, but I knew I couldn't. Although Damon doesn't say it I know the real reason he didn't want me telling Tyler. He was scared of him, even thought he doesn't

admit it he doesn't what to go through the whole "Mason Lockwood" deal again. The guys' heartless but not that heartless, I mean he loves Elena doesn't he? I on the other hand am not afraid

of Tyler. I mean, we have been friends pretty much from the beginning … not to mention that he is also Matt's best friend. Matt… my sweet Matt, Matt the love of my life… who now hates

me…Matt… Oh wow… sorry, back to Tyler. Maybe that's the reason I decided to tell him the truth (meaning Tyler by the way)… well not the whole truth, I didn't tell him about the other

vampires, Bonnie, or how Damon killed his uncle. Oh man, when Damon finds out I told him about vampires he will kill me… then again I'm already dead… thank you again, Katherine. Thinking

about Katherine sent a chill down my spine. I know she is in the tomb but then again Damon and Stefan had thought she had been burned there in 1864 but they recently found out she had

been roaming the Earth while poor Damon grieved her "death". Wow… did I just say "poor Damon"… how much did I drink? I thought vampires weren't affected by alcohol? Well, you learn

something new every day… ok that just sounded cheesy. I really got to stop thinking about this, because if I don't then my brain will explode.

As I began walking up the stairs, I heard the door bell ring. I cursed out loud. Who could dare to ring a sheriff's (meaning my mom of course, as thrilling as it sound to hunt down vampires –

please note the sarcasm- I'd rather…well…not) house at midnight… especially with a vampire inside, not that anyone knows of course (with the exception of Tyler, Elena, Bonnie, Damon, Stefan,

Jeremy, and Alaric… and I thought vampires were very secretive well I guess not, actually I don't have to guess). I was just going to ignore it when it rang again, followed by a big kick, at the door.

"If the door breaks down, I will have to replace it… again," I said talking to nobody in particular. As I jogged through the living room and to the door I took a deep breath. I mean who knows what

or who it could be? It could be a creeper, or a vampire, or ever worse a vampire creeper, which would be well… creepy.

The person standing at the door had short black hair, beautiful amber eyes, a dark red long sleeved shirt, loosely fitted black jeans, and a black watch on his right hand. "Tyler? What are you

doing here…again?" I asked with a puzzled look on my face.

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Well I gotta go… I probably should have been doing my HW instead of writing this story but… oh well…

xoxo,

rcam2053