"I understand this is a very difficult time in your life, Buffy." Buffy was sitting in the office of her therapist. "And that situation a couple weeks ago with Mr. Mikaelson sent you into an episode, correct?" The accented voice of her therapist asked,
"Yup," she said. "I'm sorry. I keep blanking out on your name." Her therapist smiled,
"Rose," she said with a smile. "now PTSD is a very complex disorder. It can be triggered by loud noises, seeing abuse even if it's on a television show. Some treatments range from medication, to actually meditating. I believe though that your particular situation requires aggressive therapy. I know you don't know me Buffy, but I'm asking you to trust me. Trust me to help you." Buffy nodded,
"I wouldn't be here if I didn't think it would help." Buffy looked down at her hands. "Every time I close my eyes I relive that night. Jenna, my cousin, they have both woken me up because I was crying in my sleep. Elena sneezed really loud the other day and I was right back on Wickery Bridge." Rose noticed the haunted look in Buffy's eyes.
"You know, I saw that same expression in the mirror for almost ten years. The haunted eyes, the way it makes you look years older than you actually are."
"How..."
"I watched my father kill my mother." Rose said, "then he chased me with a knife. I ran to the house next door and barged in. I slammed the door behind me and locked it, and yelled for them to call 911." She got up from her chair and walked over to the couch where Buffy was sitting and sat down next to her. "My father broke down the door, and he stabbed me." She lifted up her shirt and showed her the scar. "Luckily the cops arrived about the time he was about time he was going to stab me again. I watched them gun down my father."
"Why are you telling me this?" Buffy asked,
"Because I know the pain of watching your loved ones murdered. I became a therapist because I never wanted to see teens not feel alone and not know how to handle their grief. Their mental problems, I wanted to be able to help because no one was their to help me." She gave Buffy a sad smile. "I know what it's like to see it every time you close your eyes. Do you feel responsible for this happening?"
"I do. If I never called my mom to come and get us... They would still be alive. Me and Elena wouldn't have lost our parents. Jenna wouldn't have lost both her siblings." Rose took Buffy's hand,
"Self blame is common but you have to understand it isn't your fault." Rose got up and walked over to her desk. "I want to refer you to a psychiatrist." She wrote down the name and the number and gave it to Buffy. "I also want to help you get a therapy dog." Buffy broke into a smile, "I had a feeling that would be your reaction."
"Um..." Buffy began, Buffy lifted the sleeve of her shirt to reveal cuts.
"Does your aunt know?" She asked, Buffy shook her head. "I am, by law, required to tell her."
"I've been feeling so alone. Even though I have the most supportive family in the world I still feel alone," Buffy sobbed. "I don't know what to do!" Rose walked over to her and sat down again. She gave Buffy a hug.
"I understand." Rose looked Buffy in the eyes, "can you show me the cuts again?" Buffy lifted her sleeve. They were deep, Rose could tell that much just by looking. One of them looked like it was oozing, it was bright red around the edges. "One of these is infected," she got up and walked over to the phone.
"Jenna Summers?" She asked, "hi this is Rosemary Lynne." She nodded as she listened to Jenna speak, "yes it appears that Buffy has cut herself. One of the cuts looks severely infected." She took a pen and paper and began writing something down. "Okay, we will see you soon." She sat back down in her chair.
"Is she angry?" Rose shook her head,
"Of course not. She is extremely concerned though." She grabbed her note pad and pen, "have you had any thoughts of suicide."
"No," Buffy said.
"When did you cut yourself?"
"Last week when I got home from the emergency room." Rose nodded,
"Have you had thoughts of doing it again,"
"No," Buffy said.
"Drinking? Drug use?"
"A world of no," Buffy lied on Jenna's behalf.
"I want to give you coping mechanism today when for when you feel like you're having an episode. You look at five objects around you. For each object you inhale for five seconds and exhale for five seconds. Deep breathing helps you stay grounded." Rose took a a form out of a folder. "I usually don't do this but in your case I recommend it. I don't want you back in school for two weeks." She wrote the date she would stop going to the date she would return. "I'm also going to call the school. I can pull some strings and make it so you have no makeup work and are not required do any when you go back. You don't need the extra stress."
Buffy was amazed by this woman. She was so nice and clearly had Buffy's best interest in mind. Rose signed the form and handed it to Buffy.
"I want to see you here three times a week while you are out of school." That's when Jenna came into the office. "Hi, you must be Jenna. It's nice to meet you," she held out her hand. Jenna shook it,
"It's nice to meet you too." She then looked st Buffy, "why didn't you tell me?" Jenna asked her niece,
"Because I was scared."
"So, I am excusing Buffy for two weeks, I'm also going to pull some strings so she doesn't have makeup work when she gets back. I feel like school and the work load is way to much stress on her right now." Jenna nodded, "I also gave her the name and number of a psychiatrist, he is very good at his job." She then looked through her notes, "one last thing. I think Buffy would benefit from a therapy dog. I would like to help her get one, but that ultimately lies with you."
"I think that's an amazing idea." Jenna said, "how do we go about getting one?" Rose smiled,
"I can fill out a form and submit it. I have a very good reputation, and the clients I see have gotten them as soon as a week after." She smiled, "you get them as a puppy and they already have their training." Buffy smiled, "I want you to make a doctor's appointment because of one of the cuts. Buffy I need you to show her." Buffy took a deep breath and lifted up her sleeve.
"Oh god, Buffy." Jenna sat down next to her. "That looks pretty bad," she said as she examined the infected cut. She gave her a hug, "you can always talk to me about these things, Buffy." She told her,
"I know Jenna, I just felt alone... I mean I know I am not alone."
"That is a sign of an anxiety disorder." She took out a script for medication, "until you get into see the psychiatrist I am going to prescribe a short term script for Ativan. It's an anti anxiety medication, it should also help when she's having a PTSD episode. I want to see her in my office while she is out of school, three times a week." Jenna smiled,
"Thank you so much Rose," Jenna said.
"I will see you tomorrow." Rose said to Buffy,
"See you tomorrow," Buffy said. They walked out of her office. Jenna pulled out her phone and called the doctors office.
"Hi, my niece has a nasty infection on her arm. I need her to be seen to make sure it's not cellulitis." "Okay thank you," Jenna hung up the phone. "You have an appointment at 5:00," Jenna said.
"That's good," Buffy said.
"While we wait I am going to take you out to eat. Where do you wanna go?" Buffy thought for a moment.
"Remember that Italian place you took me, Elena and Jeremy over the summer up in Richmond?" Buffy asked,
"Okay, then that's where we will go." Jenna said, they set out on the road. Buffy fell asleep in the car. Jenna decided to let her sleep.
After an hour's drive Jenna shook Buffy awake.
"We're ten minutes away."
"No," Buffy said.
"Hello? Earth to Buffy," Buffy groaned.
"Okay, I'm up." Buffy stretched, "what time is it?"
"1:30," Jenna said, Buffy looked out the window. Richmond was a very different place than Mystic Falls. It had shops and restaurants on practically every street. Buffy saw a Wicca shop,
"On the way home, can we stop at that Wicca store?" Buffy asked, Jenna nodded.
"Sure, just as long as we don't end up spending two hundred dollars like the last time were here." Buffy laughed,
"Then don't take two teenage girls to a clothing store."
"True," she said, "when your dad got his first pay check, he took me to this store. It was all antiques. We ended spending the entire thing. I was only five." She said with a laugh, "I'll never forget that day." Buffy smiled,
"My dad was an amazing man and a wonderful father." Buffy said, they arrived at the restaurant. Jenna let Buffy out and she went inside.
"Hi, I need a table for two." She told the waitress, she smiled at Buffy.
"Okay, give me your name so I can call you when a table opens up." She said,
"Buffy," she said. She sat down on a bench and waited for Jenna. She waited ten minutes and then Jenna came in. She looked a little shaken up, "are you okay." She shook her head, then came in a man. The man who broke Buffy's wrist, the man who back handed her. Mikael glared at her,
"Leave or I'm calling the cops," Jenna said.
"What hostility," Mikael said. Esther came in, and when she saw Buffy she turned to Mikael,
"We need to leave Mikael." She said, Mikael gave Esther a cold detached look. Buffy had never seen someone look so angry. She could feel a panic attack coming, she knew if that happened she'd lose it forget that she was in a restaurant with her aunt. She would end up right back on Wickery Bridge like always. She looked around the restaurant. 'A clock, an empty tray, a stack of menus, silverware and a water bottle belonging to a waitress.' She took a five second breath for each one and exhaled for five seconds. She felt better,
"Mikael, please. You've caused them enough harm." Esther pleaded,
"I wish to talk to the girl that got me arrested." Buffy leveled a glare at him,
"You shouldn't have hit me. You shouldn't have broken my wrist. I don't feel comfortable being in the same building as you. What makes you think I want to talk to you?" Buffy said, Mikael almost growled.
"You bit-" a man interrupted him.
"Is there problem here?" He asked,
"Stay out of this," Mikael said.
"No, I heard what she said, you need to leave. Now," Mikael looked taken aback. "If you don't I will drag you out into that parking lot and make you regret staying."
"Mikael listen to the man." Esther said, Mikael turned on his heel and walked towards the door. He cast one more glare at the petite blond before walking out. "Please, Buffy, don't be angry with me."
"I'm not, I'm pissed at your husband. You did nothing wrong Mrs. Mikaelson." Buffy said with a smile, she got up and walked over to Esther and gave her a hug. "Please remember that."Esther nodded, she squeezed Buffy's hand. She had tears in her eyes and a grateful smiled. She walked out,
"Are you guys okay?" The man asked,
"Yes, thank you for doing that." Buffy said,
"Can we get your name?" Jenna asked,
"Alaric Saltzman," he shook their hands. "Can I get you guy's names?"
"I'm Buffy Summers, and that's my aunt Jenna." Buffy noticed the look on Jenna's face. She inwardly shook her head.
"It's nice to meet you both. I wish it was under better circumstances."
"Well you saved the day," Buffy said.
"Thank you so much for helping us out," Jenna said.
"After I heard what Buffy said I had to intervene." He cleared his throat, "that guy is major douche bag." Alaric stated,
"Well we are taking him to court." Jenna said, she grabbed a little notebook out of her bag and a pen. She wrote down the house number and her cell number. "I know we just met you, but we might need you testify in court. What he was just doing is gonna help us in the trial." Jenna handed him the paper. She gave him a sly wink that went unnoticed by Buffy. He nodded with a smile,
"Anything I can do to help." He checked his watch, "shit I have to get back home. I have to submit my last paper for college." He looked at Jenna, "I'll give you guys a call in a couple days after you set everything up." He walked out the door, Buffy looked at Jenna.
"I'm gonna say what I know you are thinking. He's a hottie," Jenna laughed.
"We do need him for the court case. But I did also give him my cell number." She said with a smile, Buffy's phone rang,
"Hello?" She answered,
"Hi Buffy, this is Tyler. I was wondering if you wanted to go to dinner with me at the grill." He said, Buffy broke out into a huge grin.
"I'd love to, is seven fine? I have a doctors appointment at five and I now need an hour to get ready because of this stupid cast." Buffy said with a pout, Tyler laughed.
"That works fine, I'll see you then." She ended the call. She turned to Jenna, "I just got asked out." Buffy said. "The Grill tonight at seven, is that okay?" Buffy asked, Jenna nodded.
"I do want to talk to him before you leave." Buffy rolled her eyes playfully,
"Okay, that's fair," Buffy said.
"Buffy," the waitress called. Buffy and Jenna followed her to the table. She handed them menu's before asking what they wanted drink.
"Okay, drinks," Jenna said. "Mountain Dew," Jenna said.
"Dr. Pepper." Buffy said, the waitress smiled and wrote it down and walked away. "I already know what I'm getting." Buffy said, Jenna raised an eyebrow. "Chicken Broccoli Alfredo." Buffy said,
"Okay that sounds really good so I'm gonna get that too." The waitress came back and took their orders. "Elena is really worried about you." Jenna said,
"I know, how is she dealing with all this?" Jenna sighed,
"She has coping mechanisms. She has her diary, and she knows how to deal with stress. But I'm pretty sure she's not dealing as well as she's letting on." Buffy shook her head in agreement,
"Have you noticed how madly in love Stefan is with her." Jenna laughed,
"I've known that since they were in middle school." Buffy smiled,
"That girl needs to wake up and realize what's in front of her."
"You couldn't be more right." Jenna said; the waiter returned with their food. They dug in, made a happy sound when she took a bite. They talked about everything that they had been feeling since they lost their family. Jenna almost started crying because Buffy explained how she had been feeling. Lost, alone, depressed, were some of the words she used.
Jenna explained to Buffy how she had been feeling. It made Buffy cry when she hears all the things Jenna had been experiencing. She had lost both her siblings, and she wasn't doing as well as she let on. She also lost Joyce and Grayson, she viewed them as some of her best friends. Buffy couldn't believe how strong Jenna was being. How she was able to take care of them.
"I've heard you crying at night. You some of the only family I've got left. You can talk to me about this Jenna." Buffy said, Jenna reached across the table and took her hand.
"I know maybe I should look into a family therapist." Jenna sighed, "I found pills in Jeremy's room. They are were left over Percocets from your surgery." She took a deep breath, "I also found with it almost three hundred dollars. He's dealing, and I'm pretty sure he is popping pills." Buffy's face warped into a horrified expression.
"What else did you find?" Buffy asked,
"2 ounces of pot, a bong, two bowls and bubler." Jenna looked down, "I'm failing you guys. I-"
"Jenna you are not failing us. You are doing the best you can. And the best you can is pretty damn good."
"Jeremy isn't even fifteen. I also found a bottle vodka. He is fourteen years old. And he's an alcoholic, a drug dealer, a pot head and a pill head." She sighed, "I, uh, have to get D.C.F involved. He is gonna need to go into rehab." Buffy nodded, they at the last of their food in silence.
Klaus walked into the mansion. He could Mikael screaming, he also heard Esther crying. Despite what he said the other day he didn't mean it. He was angry and when Klaus gets angry it turns into blind fury. He ran into Esther's office just in time to see Mikael also her. He tackled Mikael to the ground. He didn't even second guess it as he began to punch him over and over.
"You do not hit my mother. You do not hit my friend!" He screamed, he stood up and stoned Mikael in the stomach twice. He heard a couple ribs crack. "I am tired of living in fear of you," he spat. "You hated the fact the Henrik was gay. Do you know that's why he killed himself? Because he was being bullied for that. You didn't even get at his funeral, you soulless, pathetic piece of trash!"
Mikael laid on the ground screaming in agony. He took out his cellphone.
"Sheri, you need to send an ambulance and you need to take me into holding. I just best the shit out of my father." He hung up, he walked over to Esther and hugged her, "mother, I am so sorry for what I said to you the other day. I was angry, the minute I saw him hit you I lost it." Esther clung to him like a life line.
"Thank you, Niklaus," she sobbed. He then noticed the bruises on her neck. He growled, "it's not worth it." She said, he let go of his anger and focused on his mother. Soon there after the police and EMTs arrived. Sheriff Forbes came into the office, she saw the welt on the side of Esther's face and the bruising on her neck. Then she saw Mikael, his face bloody, there gashes on his cheeks and forehead. He had a broken nose, he also had labored breathing and she knew he had severely broken ribs.
"Come on, Klaus. You did the right thing turning yourself in for this." He nodded, he gave Esther another hug and kissed her forehead.
"I love you, mum." He said before following Liz outside. He got in the back of the car and she brought him to the police station.
"We are going to have to detain you for 18 hours. We will give you food of your choosing and I can get you a sketch pad and pencils." She said with a small smile. "I know what you did was to protect your mother... But you could've killed your father today." Klaus shook his head,
"Mikael isn't my real father. My father lives in Norway." He said, Liz looked shocked for a moment but said nothing.
"Do you want to make a phone call?" He nodded, she took his cellphone out of her pocket and handed it to him. He dialed Buffy's number.
"Hello?" She asked,
"Buffy, I need you to come visit me." He took a deep breath, "I'm at the police station in holding."
"I'll be there, I have an appointment at five, what time is it?" He looked st his phone,
"3:00," he said.
"I'll be there at 4:00," she said.
"Thank you," he said before he ended the call. He gave his cellphone back to Liz. He walked over to the bed laid down, staring at the ceiling. He finally stood up to Mikael, he stood up for his mother. He knew he did the right thing by telling her he needed to be out in holding. His mind drifted to thoughts of Henrik. He began to cry, his sobs echoed through the cell. His little brother had been bullied to the point where he thought the only way for it to stop was to kill himself.
Mikael never cried over Henrik. He made it very clear he hated the fact Henrik was gay. He didn't even cry at the funeral. Klaus knew why and so did his siblings. He realized that it felt good to cry, over the loss of his brother. He knew that Henrik was now in a better place, free of judgment and ridicule. Free of the perils of life, free from the endless torment he faced. Klaus wished he knew his brother was suicidal. He always though that if he knew he could have talked him out of it. But that wasn't the case. It was self blame, a stage of grief he wasn't sure he would get past. As he lay there crying, thinking about everything that had happened the last year he felt a presence. He knew that Henrik was with him.
Klaus never believed in heaven or hell until Henrik died. The he began going to church, trying to find peace. He did, he wouldn't call himself a religious fanatic but he had faith. Faith that his brother was somewhere safe. So he did what he always did when he felt that Henrik was with him. He closed his eyes and envisioned the last moment they shared together. The one that inspired the painting that Buffy was enthralled with.
Henrik sat in the stables brushing Tyrant. His name made him sound fierce, yet in actuality he was a sweet and loyal creature who loved anyone, but none more then Henrik. Henrik loved the horse, he would stay out in the stables for hours petting him. Making sure he had water or food.
"You really love that horse," Klaus said from the doors to the stable. He walked in and handed Henrik and apple. He gave to Tyrant who began to eat it. He finished it he nudged him for another apple. "I swear to god that horse only likes us because of food.", Klaus said with a laugh, Henrik smiled. Klaus knew Henrik was struggling. He saw the cuts on his arms, and he saw the tortured look in his eyes. His once vibrant blue now looked dark, see stormy if you asked Klaus.
"The bullying hasn't stopped, Nik." He said, the hurt evident in his voice. "Why me? I didn't chose this, I've known since I was little, yet people turned against me. My friends left me in the dust when I came out." He began to cry, Klaus knelt down in front of his little brother.
"Henrik, look at me." Klaus said gently, Henrik looked up at him. "It doesn't matter what others think. Those people you called friends clearly weren't. You need to know that I love you, little brother. Mother loves you, Rebekah, Kol, Elijah, Finn, Freya. We all love you the same." Henrik looked away from Klaus.
"Father doesn't." Henrik said, "when he found out I was gay he told me that he hated me for it." Henrik began to cry, "my own father." His sobs grew louder and louder until they turned into agonized screams, like he was in physical pain.
"Henrik, you are the bravest person I know. What you did took the courage of a thousand men." He out a hand on his shoulder. "Never forget that you are surrounded by love. Always and forever."
Klaus hadn't realized how much time had passed until he opened his eyes and saw a familiar blond.
"Buffy," he said.
"Why are you in holding?" She asked,
"Mikael was abusing my mother. I kicked his sorry, pathetic ass. I lost it Buffy." She nodded. She pulled up a chair and sat right in front of his cell.
"You don't deserve that shit. Your mother is one of the most amazing people on this planet. She never deserved to be hit." Klaus looked down,
"I saw bruises in her neck. He tried to strangle her." Klaus said, he let some tears fall. "I can't do this for much longer Buffy." He let his guard down a shoes a side of himself only his siblings knew about. "I'm sick and tired of living in fear of the man I grew up to know as my father." The wall he built completely crumbled. "I'm fucking sick of it!" He cried, Buffy reached through the bars and took his hand.
"You listen to me, okay?" He managed a small nod, "Jenna is going down to the court house while I'm here and she is pressing charges against Mikael. She is also opening a court case so we can make him end up behind bars." Buffy squeezed his hand as reassurance. "You are not alone in this."
"My father told Henrik he hated him for being gay. He didn't even cry at his own sons funeral." Klaus said angrily,
"You're dad is a dick." Klaus chuckled, "I hate that man with every fiber of my being. He is cruel, and heartless." Buffy said, she looked down at her cast. "He never should have out hands on me. And Summers woman always get what they want." Buffy's phone buzzed,
"Jenn's here, I have to go." She started to walk away,
"Buffy!" She tuned around, "thank you." Klaus said,
"You don't need to thank me," she said with a small smile. She turned and walked away.
Buffy sat in front of the mirror in her room.
"I'm going to make you look sexy." Elena said, she began to curl Buffy's hair. after thirty minute she was done. She then had Buffy face her. She applied some deep burgundy lipstick, mascara and eyeliner. Buffy turned to look at her reflection, she looked gorgeous. She looked like a movie star strait out of the sixties.
"You look sexy," Elena said.
"You sound very prideful of this." Buffy said,
"I should be, because I suck at hair and makeup." She left the room for s minute, when she returned she had a dress and a pair of red pump stilettos. Buffy looked at the dress and it was gorgeous. It was a light blue, and had swirls in white that made it resemble waves.
"Elena this is beautiful, when did you get this." Elena smiled at her,
"I got this for you last year." She said, she handed her the dress and the shoes. "Now put this on, it's almost 7:00." Buffy rolled her eyes but did so.
"Elena, zip this please," Elena walked over to her and zipped the back of the dress. Buffy walked down the stairs. Jenna was in the kitchen. When she saw Buffy she stopped everything she was doing.
"Buffy, you look gorgeous." Jenna said,
"Thank you, Jenna," there was a knock at the front door. Buffy smiled, she walked over to the door and opened it. "Hi Tyler," she said with a smile.
"You look amazing." He commented, "are you ready to go?" Buffy nodded. They had just made it to the front walk when Jenna called out from the door.
"Tyler Lockwood, I need to talk to you." Tyler gave Buffy and odd look. She just shook her head. He sighed but followed Jenna into the house. He came out five minutes later.
"What did she say?" Buffy asked,
"She wanted to make sure I was good enough for her niece." He said,
"That's Jenna, always looking out for me." Tyler opened the passenger door to his car for her. She smiled at the display of chivalry, he closed the door as well. He walked around the car before getting behind the wheel. They made small talk on the way to the Grill.
Klaus walked up to Henrik's door. He knocked,
"Henrik?" He called, "it's not everyday you turn 14," Klaus said. He opened the door and stopped dead. Hanging from the ceiling fan was Henrik. "Mother!" Klaus screamed, the fear and devastation evident in his voice. Esther came running in,
"Henrik, no!" Esther sobbed,
"Mother, what's going on?" Elijah asked, he stood frozen in the doorway.
"Elijah please call 911," Esther said. Elijah managed a nod. He pulled his cellphone out of his pocket and called the police.
"What the bloody hell is going on?" Rebekah asked,
"Rebekah, please stay out of here." Esther begged, she barged in past Elijah and screamed in horror.
"Henrik, oh god, this isn't happening." Klaus was up against the wall of his little brothers bedroom, sobbing uncontrollably.
"Henrik, please come back, please." Klaus pleaded, Rebekah walked over and sat down next to him before pulling him into a tight embrace. They stayed like that until the police arrived, with two EMTs right behind them. They cut Henrik down.
"He's gone," one of them said. "Mrs. Mikaelson, it looks like he died at some point during the night. I am so sorry for your loss." Esther fell to the ground crying over Henrik. She placed a kiss on his forehead.
"My sweet boy!" She wailed, they left quickly and returned with a body bag. They left with Henrik's body.
Klaus didn't move. He didn't say anything. He just sat there with Rebekah crying. After three hours he had yet to move. His tear ducts were dry, yet he was still sobbing. His head in his hands. Elijah came in,
"Niklaus, mother is worried." He couldn't speak. Elijah sighed and walked over to him. "Please Klaus, get up." Klaus managed to rise to his feet.
"Elijah, it feels like a piece of my would was just ripped away." Elijah nodded, he had years streaming down his cheeks.
"I know," he embraces his brother. "I know." He led Klaus into Esther's office.
"Niklaus," Esther said. She rose from her seat and walked over to him.
That day was a constant thought on his mind. Klaus laid in the cell staring at the ceiling. His mind would forever be plagued by that day. He will never forget it, nor will he ever be completely healed. No one knew he had developed night terrors because of that day.
"Niklaus," he looked over through the bars and saw Elijah and Tatia.
"Elijah, come to yell at me?" Klaus asked,
"No, I've actually come to thank you for what you did for Mikael." Elijah said, "mother is pressing charges and divorcing him. She is testifying in court with Summers family so he ends up behind bars."
"You did the right thing, Klaus." Tatia said, "they said that the bruises on her neck were serious. She is having a hard time talking." She looked down, "he almost crushed her trachea." Klaus balled his fists.
"We paid your bail. You can come home." Elijah said, Klaus nodded. Liz came over and unlocked the cell.
"Klaus, if anything happens, call me. Your mother had the police give her a form for a restraining order against Mikael. If he shows up please call me. Knowing him, the minute he is out of the hospital he is going to barge in." She sighed. "We recommend that you lock your doors and windows at night." Liz said, Klaus and Elijah nodded.
Buffy sat in a booth, Tyler across from her.
"When are you coming back to school?" Tyler asked.
"Not for another two weeks. My therapist said I needed to be away from the stress of school." She said before taking a sip of her drink. "I think she's right in doing that." Tyler looked down at her cast,
"What happened to your wrist?" Buffy looked down at the table,
"A friend of mine. His dad broke my wrist and hit me." She said quietly, "we opened a court case against him." Her voice sounded distant, she shook her head. "I'm sorry," she apologized.
"You don't have to apologize for that." Tyler said, he reached across the table and took her hand. "I can't say understand, but I won't get mad at you for talking about it." Buffy smiled,
"Thank you Tyler." Their food came and they began to eat. They talked through out their entire meal. Laughing, talking about their interests. Tyler held the door open for Buffy as they walked out to his car. They talk the entire time back to Buffy's. He walked her up the steps.
"How did you get my phone number?" She asked, he shrugged.
"Elena," he said. "I had a really great time tonight, Buffy."
"Me too, thank you for dinner." She said, Tyler nodded. Buffy leaned him and kissed him softly on the lips.
"Do you wanna go out again? This Saturday work?" Buffy nodded,
"I'd like that." She said, "bye Tyler." With that she went into the house. She took off her heels, and walked into the kitchen. She took juice out of the fridge and filled a glass. She stood in the kitchen thinking. The last four moths of her life had felt completely unreal.
"So, your date went well?" Elena asked coming into the kitchen. Buffy smiled,
"It did, I also kissed him." Buffy said, Elena grinned and walked over to her cousin.
"I need details. Now." She said, Buffy shook her head. She then noticed her cousin's ruffled hair.
"Elena?" Stefan called, he came into the kitchen.
"It finally happened!" Buffy exclaimed, "how long has this relationship been in the making? Five years?" Buffy asked, Elena blushed. "Why did it take you so long to open your eyes. This man is blindly in love with you. It's obvious to everyone else but you."
"It just sort of happened." Elena said, Buffy was severely unconvinced.
"Who kissed who first?" Stefan laughed,
"We were watching the commit the night you were in the emergency room. We were at the quarry and we both just leaned in." She looked up at Stefan, "I regret absolutely nothing." Elena said with a smile. "I love him." Buffy smiled,
"I'm happy for you two." Buffy said, Stefan walked over to Elena and kissed her forehead.
"It really has been a long time in the making." Stefan said, Buffy yawned.
"You two have a fun night. My bed is yelling for me."
A/N: Another new chapter. Do not worry for this is still Klaus and Buffy. I have plans for Tyler and Buffy's relationship. I had to put a warning in the description, and I will say it again. This story contains abuse. As always, I hope you enjoyed.
