AN: Hey guys, I'm so sorry I didn't update Friday or yesterday, I was at a sleepover on Friday night and just couldn't be bothered yesterday. I'm so sorry...
I'll upload either two chapters this week or just make this a long chapter so bear with me... Enjoy this one... :)
(BTW, I changed the timing for Vampire Diaries. It's still based on Care and the others moving after Liz's funeral, but instead of Liz dying when they were still in college, I made it so she died after they all graduated...)
Chapter 2- Derek's POV
A blonde girl of around sixteen was on the phone at the house across the fence from mine. Using my super wolf ears, I listened in on her.
She was buying the house across the fence. She had placed the offer, arranged to buy it and after giving them an offer of higher than their asking price, she is allowed to go in and start measuring everything and anything. Ugh! Neighbour. Young neighbour. Young female human neighbour. NOOOOO!
I'm not usually like this, but I always hated having neighbours. Always. The house has been on sale for three years because of me and Peter, always scaring away possible tennants. I guess with Peter not here at the moment I'm going to have to do it myself, and pretend to be the old owner's oldest son. He looks quite like me, so it's not hard to pretend to be him.
I guess it's my time to shine.
"OI! GET OFF MY PROPERTY!" I roared, trying not to laugh as she looked at me in shock.
"No, sorry but I have permission from the current owners to be on this property." She said stubbornly, putting one hand on her hip and smirking at me as my face turned a reddish purple shade. If I were in her position I'd be scared. Like terrified.
"I'm the owner's son, now get off. This is my home!" I started acting out, as if I was having a hissy fit. She looked unamused and just generally bored.
"I'm buying the house, so pleae, just go. Before I get annoyed." she hissed menacingly. Something about the way she spoke made me think of Lydia, controlling, menacing when needbe, but generally sweet and innocent. I turned away, walking back to my house but not going in because I could feel her watching me. I went round the back way and in through the back door, only to find Scott in my kitchen laughing at me.
"Dude, you got scared of her? She's probably younger than me." He laughed. Stiles walked in from the living room in fits, doubling over as soon as he saw me.
The next day, she was moving stuff out of the house. The day after, she had painters and tile fitters in there. By the next week, she had practically moved in there. All that was left, according to her, was that she wanted her friend to move in with her. She was all set in a week.
It annoyed me though, because at one point or another, she would see me, and know I lied, meaning I would have to appologise to her. I groaned, stuck on a jacket, and walked over to her house, which now had a gravel path leading to it through the front garden, with flowers either side. I walked down the path, up to the door, and knocked. She opened it.
"Hi." I mumbled awkwardly. She stared at me with pure shock on her face.
"What?" She asked.
"I lied the first day I met you. I never lived here, I live across the fence. I'm just so opposed to neighbours that I can't stand people living here. So, I'm sorry for the way I acted." I mumbled. She seemed to have heard me, she smiled.
"Would you like to come in? I just made cookies if you want any. Or coffee." She offered. "I won't bite." She giggled, opening the door wider and stepping aside, so I walked in, accepting her invitation. "So, mister actor, what's your name?" She asked, getting a tray of cookies and putting on a coffee pot.
"I'm Derek, Derek Hale." I said, and she looked at me in shock, sadness and confusion.
"Is your mother Tahlia Hale?" She asked me. I took a deep breath.
"Yes, but she died seven years ago when my house caught fire. Why?" I said bluntly.
"My best friend, her mother's maiden name was Abigail Hale. Tahlia was her twin sister. Abigail became Abi Bennett." She explained.
"Bonnie. Bonnie Bennett." I muttered, loud enough for my neighbour to hear. She nodded, with tears forming in her eyes. I knew something had happened to her. "What. What happened to Bonnie?" I growled, feeling my heartbeat rise. Bonnie used to spend the entire summer here with Abi. We were best friends, she was more my sister than even Cora, and I used to help her with her maths homework while she helped me in biology. I loved Bonnie, and to me the summer was Bonnie. And every Christmas Peter took Laura and I to stay with Bonnie and Abi. All this stopped when Abi took off. We'd still go to theirs every Christmas, but Bonnie wasn't the same. Once we turned ten, we had stopped going to visit, so Bonnie and I emailed. My heartbeat started to rise even more. The woman next to me placed a hand on each of my shoulders, looking me straight in the eye before hugging me tightly.
"She talked about you constantly. Literally, you were the only thing she'd speak about until Thanksgiving. Then after Christmas until like Valentines, and at the end of summer about how excited she was to see you. It was so annoying sometimes. Do you not remember me? Caroline? Forbes? My mother almost gave your uncle a speeding ticket?" I nodded slowly, tears prickling in my eyes. I used to have the biggest crush on Caroline. It wasn't even cute, it was obsessive. It was wierd. I opened my eyes and she was smiling a watery smile, tears pouring down her face.
"Care, what happened to my cousin?" I whispered, using her old nickname as proof that I remembered.
"She-uh, she died. Three years ago. She was in an accident, and I don't really know the specifics. All I know is I was told she was in an accident and the next week I was at her funeral. I'm really, really sorry, Derek. She'd told us about the fire, and right before the funeral we decided we wouldn't call because we thought you had died in it. I would've tracked you down if we knew you were alive. I'm so, so sorry." She cried, starting to get hysterical with tears. I hugged her tighter than she'd hugged me, crying even more than she was. Not a pretty sight. Just then someone knocked on the door. Caroline answered it.
"Stefan?!" She askedin confusion.
"How could you think I didn't want to be with you, Caroline? You're my best friend and I get that I didn't answer you straight away, but it was a funeral and I didn't think saying what I'm about to say would help. I do want to be with you. I love you, for God's sake Care." The guy shrieked. Caroline lead him in here and pointed at me, mouthing 'PLEASE GO ALONG WITH IT' at me. Go along with what?
"This is my boyfriend, Derek. Everything I said at the funeral is now irrelivant. He knows what he wants, and I've known him since I was four, so I know that he would never, ever, hurt me the way you did. Now, goodbye." She hissed. When he started glaring at me and refusing to move, I stood up, wrapping one arm around Caroline's waist and giving this guy a menacing stare. He soon enough walked out and left, huffing as he slammed the door. I pulled my arm off Caroline's waist, as if to prevent any old feelings from coming back in that moment.
"Oh my gosh, you don't actually realise how grateful I am right now." She laughed, making me laugh.
"Who is that guy? And whose funeral was it? Was it at Bonnie's funeral?" I asked wierdly.
"That was Stefan, my old best friend, and my other best friend's ex and boyrfriends brother. She was dating him but fell for his brother. And now she's dating his brother. But I kissed him a couple weeks ago, and the day before I moved here my mum died, cancer. I threw her funeral the next day, told Stefan I wanted to be with him and he basically said no go find someone else." She said.
"I'm so sorry about your mum. I remember how close you were with her when we were younger." I whispered. "But say the word, and I'll kill this guy. I mean it." I growled as I leaned down to hug her like I would my little sister. She hugged me back, and it felt just like old times. Old times at Christmas, when either Caroline or me got hit in the face with a snowball and it hurt, or one of us slipped in the snow, or even either of us had a petty argument, we would comfort each other, which is why I like her, liked her. Getting my tenses mixed up.
Jeremy's POV
I was halfway out to Caifornia when my phone rang. Alaric.
"Hey, I'm almost there Ric." I greeted.
"Where you going?" I heard a familiar voice say. I started to cry with joy.
"BONNIE!" I screamed out on the bus, earning a few
"Yeah, but don't tell 'Lena and Care. I'm coming out there to surprise them. Promise me you won't tell them." She asked.
"Anything, Bon. I can't believe it. You're actually back." I sobbed. People on the bus were staring at me now. A full grown man crying over the phone about someone being back. If only they knew...
"I'm gonna go now, but Jer, I love you and I'll see you tomorrow or the day after definitely." She said, making me smile.
"I love you too Bon." I said before hanging up and smiling like an idiot. I'm about to see my girlfriend for the first time in three years. I feel like I'm getting everything my way. I'm out of Mystic Falls, I'm no longer a hunter with the urge to kill my sister, and my girlfriend is back. I actually love life right now. But not as much as I love Bonnie.
