It had only been a week, and Katherine was driving Matt insane. She was drinking all the time. He was cleaning up after her all the time. She had taken over his room. She may not be able to compel people any more, but she was still very convincing or maybe just very annoying. He couldn't remember why he agreed to this in the first place. He had to be crazy to do this. At least, that's what Damon, Stefan, Elena, Bonnie, Jeremy, and Caroline said. Part of him liked that his friends cared about him again, but why now? Apparently he didn't matter unless he was doing something incredible stupid. Having Katherine live with him was like his little rebellion against his friends. Matt just wasn't sure if he could continue paying the price for his rebellion.

Katherine was thoroughly enjoying herself. She had a house, alcohol, and the boy with the pretty blue eyes. He was an annoyance to her, but he did come in handy. He took care of her. She hated the fact that she needed someone to take care of her, but if it had to be someone she preferred it to be him. He did anything she wanted except kiss her. After that one time, he wouldn't even consider it. He always seemed awkward and out of place with her, but it didn't stop her from trying. She didn't love Matt not even a little. She just wanted a distraction, and if those baby blues couldn't do it she didn't know what could.

Katherine walked downstairs to the smell of bacon. It was amazing. She saw Matt cooking. He looked as tasty as the bacon. Her eyes lingered at him for a few more minutes. Her thoughts started to stray, but not to what you would think. She started to think about this as a permanent thing. Matt cooking breakfast for her every morning. She could make the coffee, and then they would kiss. They could be a couple. Then her thoughts turned more morbid as her skin began to age and decompose. She snapped herself out of her thoughts. She sat down at the table. Matt passed her a plate piled with eggs, pancakes, and bacon. She wished she was still a vampire because Matt's cooking was going to make her fat. She smiled at him as he sat down to eat. She said," You know I love a man who can cook."

He scoffed," I like a girl who knows when to shut up."

She gasped. She also liked his backbone." Oh you're such a tease."

She thought she saw a smile form on Matt's face, but it quickly vanished. That was the end of their conversation. That's usually how they coexisted together. They had witty banter. They never talked about anything serious. Matt tried on occasion, but she would always shut him down. They ate their breakfast in silence. Katherine ate slowly while Matt seemed to gulp it down. He was either late for work or didn't want to be around Katherine. Matt got up and set his dishes in the sink. Now that Katherine was living with him, she had some responsibilities. Matt knew he couldn't get her to do much, but she finally agreed to cleaning the dishes and laundry. Laundry took her a while to learn though. Matt know owned many pink t-shirts. Every time he wore one she laughed. He mentally laughed to, but he never wanted her to know he thought it was a little funny to.

Matt said," I'm going to work. Don't forget to wash the dishes and stay out of the booze. You need all the brain cells you can get."

She stood up, appalled." Wow. You're the one to talk about lack of brain cells."

"Whatever."

He walked towards the door."

She yelled, "Have a good day, sweetie."

Matt stopped. He knew she was joking, but it felt weird. He was afraid she would notice so he quickly walked out the door and slammed it. He began his walk to work. He smelled the fresh air of freedom from Katherine Pearce. He never thought living with a woman would be this difficult. He wondered why he even did it. He tried to push her annoying face out of his mind, but lately she was all he could think about. He wasn't sure if it was because he was developing feelings for her, or maybe it was because of the familiarity of her face. He was in love with Elena for so long. Maybe he was still in love with her, and Katherine was the closest thing he would ever get to her. It sounded so wrong to him. He was pulling a reverse Salvatore. He still hated Damon, but he could tolerate Stefan. It was hard to hate someone who was so freaking nice. He did hate that he was so nice in the beginning, but they've become closer. There was no way that they were friends, but definitely acquaintances at the very least. He got out of his thoughts and looked up. He expected to see the Grill, but he was at the Salvatore house. Why? He guessed he got distracted. Then he saw Jeremy walking out the door, so he caught up to him. Jeremy must have been on his way to school because he had his backpack.

Matt said," Hey."

Jeremy turned. "What are you doing here?"

He lied." I thought we could talk."

"About?"

Matt sighed." Katherine."

"No man you didn't."

"No, I didn't sleep with her, but I think I might be…."

"No, you are not developing feeling for her."

Matt sighed again." I'm not sure man. She is so annoying, but I keep thinking about her."

"You know how wrong this sounds."

"I know, and I don't want to feel this way."

"Then don't."

"Seriously? You're the one to talk. You wanted to date Bonnie, your sister's best friend. Could you stop feeling that way about her?"

This time Jeremy sighed. "Fine. You're right, but you know everyone else isn't going to like this."

"Like I care. They haven't cared one bit about me until I started hanging with Katherine. Besides, I'm not sure what is going on with me and Katherine. I hope it's nothing, so let's keep this between us."

"Sure."

"It's probably just stress…from work."

"Yeah. That's probably it. Well I better get to class."

"Yeah see you later."

Jeremy ran into the school just in time for the bell. Matt continued his walk. He was already late for work, so there was no point in rushing now. When he finally was standing in front of the Grill he couldn't walk inside. He wasn't sure what was keeping him from going inside. Maybe he was tired of working a dead end job. He wanted a life. He wanted something like him and Rebekah had. He wasn't in love with her, but he did enjoy their time together. Why did that have to end? What if it didn't have to? A plan began to form in his mind. It sounded ridiculous even to him, but it was a solution to his problems. It may not be the best solution, but it would work for now.

He turned from the Grill and headed back to his house. He knew he was crazy to even consider this, but it felt so right. It felt like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. Soon he would no longer be stuck. He would be free. He never thought that was a possibility. He wouldn't have even considered it if he hadn't been discarded by everyone. He started to understand Katherine a little more now. His walk home was more pleasant than most of his walks. It was like he had a destination. Everything would change, and for once the change would be better than what he already has. He knew his friends would think he was crazy, so he had to move fast before they could convince him not to do it.

He was finally home, and he walked in to see Katherine flipping through channels nonchalantly. He envied her care free attitude sometimes. She looked up at him confused. He never came home early, and most of the time he was late. Her expression seemed to change to worry. He was now confused. There was no way that that worry was meant for him. Right? He didn't know how to say what he wanted to tell her. It was strange and completely out of his comfort zone, which is what Katherine has been pushing him to do anyway in other ways. Then Matt said, "Katherine?"

She looked up. "Yeah?"

"Pack your bags."

Katherine quickly jumped to her feet. "What?"

"I'm tired of being stuck in this town. I want to do something with my life, and I know that you don't want to just sit around and die. So we're going on a road trip."

She was shocked. "To where?"

He smiled. "Anywhere you wanna go."

A smiled formed on her lips, and she tried to hide it." Why are you being so spontaneous all of a sudden?"

"Katherine, I can't stand you, but we're in similar situations. We were left behind, so sadly all we have is each other. Do you wanna go or not?"

Then Katherine did something very strange. She kissed him. It was a very genuine kiss. "I'll go pack."

Katherine raced upstairs to gather her things. Matt sat down on the couch. He wasn't sure what the kiss was about. She wasn't drunk, and she wasn't looking for attention. Could it have actual meant something? Matt smiled. He wasn't sure what this trip would lead to, but he knew it would never be boring with Katherine Pearce.