Here is chapter 2. I have so much plans for this story! Im already writing chapter four?

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Erin walked up the stairs of the apartment complex earning some looks of amazement from 2 or 3 tenants waiting for the elevator. One reason she never understood why she was fat was because she loved exercise. She could run for miles and not exhaust herself. She could climb stairs as if she were simply going downhill. It just wasn't fair.

She made it to Alaric's floor and stopped, seriously debating on whether or not to turn back. She slowly took a step forward, then another, and another. Took a deep breath and went right for her door and placed a hand to the door in a failed attempt at a knock. Squeezed her eyes shut and gently rapped on the door.

The door swung open to the tall scruffy handsome man she had seen on her computer screen that morning. He looked curious and politely asked "Can I help you?"

She went to speak but words failed her, she cleared her throat then looked up into the strangers face. "My name is Erin Lux and my mother's name was Isobel. Her sister was murdered this morning and I found a letter.." She rushed the last part and clumsily grabbed for the letter in her pocket shoving it at him. He unfolded is carefully glancing between her and the letter. When she continued in a rush, "She knew she was gunna die and apparently I know nothing so I'm supposed to come to you and-"

He cut her off by putting his arm around her shoulder guiding her in. "Shh, it's alright. Your safe, come in." He shut the door behind her and locked it. "Have a seat where ever you like, would you like something to drink?" He looked at her waiting for an answer.

She couldn't believe this. How could he be asking if she was thirsty? Oh god he thinks I'm crazy. "Yes please. Water is fine." He looked at her for a second, then turned toward the kitchen.

"I'm not crazy. This is all true. Whatever 'this' is that is. I just-i didn't know where else to go and I was told to come here so I did. I know my mother was your wife, I'm sorry she died, but just so we are clear, you're not my father right?" She said the last part looking at the floor.

Alaric was in the kitchen attempting to make a phone call. When he heard her rambling from the living room he listened and then knowing he had to respond he whispered into the voice mail. "John, she's here." Then walked into the living room looking at her carefully. No way was she Elena's twin. She's too...big. And her eyes are blue. Could this be a trick? He handed her the drink carefully and sat down on the chair across from her eyeing her for any sudden movement. " As you already know, my name is Alaric Saltzman and your father's name is John Gilbert. I know you're not crazy but with all my respect I find it hard to believe you are the other...twin."

She looked at him and dropped her jaw she had no way to prove who she was so she go up and headed for the door.

"I'm sorry," he said quickly, "I just there are a lot of dangerous things going in and out of my life lately. Please come and sit back down." He looked around trying to figure out what to do next when his phone rang it was john. "Yes?" He got up to walk to the kitchen.

"When did she arrive?" John asked quickly.

"About 20 minutes ago. She's a wreck. But I don't think it's her. She's too-"

"It's her trust me give her the letter. Ill speak to you later."

With that the call ended. Alaric looked at his phone. Then headed to the living room surprised to find Erin sitting on the couch. "I thought you might have left."

She looked up tears in her eyes, "I have nowhere else to go."

He looked at her wanting to reach out and comfort this pathetic young girl in front of him but felt like she needed the truth. He crossed the room grabbed a bottle with a rolled up parchment on the inside sat it on the coffee table and hit it with a hammer. Handing the letter to Erin. He patted her shoulder and said in a low voice. "Everything is going to be just fine. Read this. If u have any questions I'll be in the kitchen cooking. I'll help you anyway I can." With that he turned slowly and headed to the kitchen.

Erin sat there holding the parchment witch was only brown stationary made to 'look' old. And she thought how clever that had been. No one would ever think to look inside there. But why would it need to be hidden so carefully? She unrolled the paper and began reading.

Erin,

My name is John Gilbert and yes I am your father. I'm sorry I'm not with you now and haven't been for a very long time but that does not mean I was never there. I took care of you until you were 5 and a half. That's when things got too dangerous. I had to make sure you were safe so I sent you to live with your aunt Jessica. I love you so much Erin and I am beyond sorry that I couldn't stay in your life but Isobel came back around after she was rumored dead, dragging me into things I wanted nothing to do with. I had to keep you hidden from her. She didn't know you existed Erin. Hopefully still doesn't. I guess its only fair I explain.

The night you were born your mother forbid me to be in the room with her I was the doctors brother and she didn't want anyone to know. She wanted him and his wife to adopt her children, you and Elena. I Was there though. I dressed in the hospital attire and covered my face and posed as an assisting nurse. I just had to be there for you two. And then my heart plummeted when they announced you, dead. You had no heart beat Erin. They were going to send you down to the morgue and I volunteered to do it and snuck you out the back. I was going to give you a proper burial. I took you to my family's burial ground and dug a deep enough hole and was about to place you in wrapped in your blanket, when I slipped on the shovel and stumbled forward cutting my hand on a rough edge on grandma's tombstone. I went to look at the blood that was steadily dripping down my hand and then reached down picked you up and went to lay you in the hole when all of a sudden you were alive, baby. If I hadn't cut my hand I might have buried you alive. You let out a choke and started breathing you didn't cry just opened your eyes and looked at me.

I knew you were special. I had to take care of you. You were my miracle baby. Because now I could have you and Isobel thought you were dead. Isobel disappeared after that and went off and married Alaric, yes the one you're with. Then she 'mysteriously' died but no one ever found the body. When I received a phone call from her I knew I had to hide you. That is why I couldn't be around. I wanted you to live a normal happy life. Isobel would only complicate things. I know this for a fact because the message she left said "Hello John, I think it is about time we start checking up on our daughter." I knew Elena had a lot coming and I had to be able to protect her. You were going to be perfectly safe with Jessica. If your here though it might mean that you were discovered by Isobel. There is so much more to tell you, that I want to learn about you. Tell Alaric that I'll be by soon and that Isobel is not dead. And she hasn't changed a bit. He will know what I mean.

I love you Erin,

Dad

Erin read over the letter two or three times wondering what someone would have to be smoking to think any of this could be possible, what he could possibly plan on telling her next, and what it was Alaric was intended to tell her.

Alaric walked back in the room head tilted to the side with a towel draped over his shoulder. "Dinner is ready if you're up for eating." He said knowing that there was a chance shed been a little too shook up to think about food. She looked up at him relieved to be pulled away from the words on the paper. She gave him a warm smile and followed him into the kitchen. She needed a distraction but knew they would surely end up talking about the one thing she didn't want to think of. The letter and what it had said about Isobel.


So there you go chapter 3 should be up in the next 12 hours I should be updating rather frequently. Enjoy. Please leave your reviews, add me to faves what ever. I am not afraid to beg. :)