live2write123: hey everyone! once again, i'd like to take the time to thank each and every one of you who review, favourite, alert or even simply read this story! i didn't think anyone would like it, i'm just an obsessed Klaroline fan who's a fan of this website and the stories that people write about who decided to write her own for shits and giggles :P. my friends absolutely HATE Klaus (and i have no idea why) but when i sign into here or get an email on my hotmail from Fanfiction, i know that i'm walking into the world of non-Klaroline haters :3. it's like i'm accepted into a stereotypical high school clique :). so thank you! i give you all virtual hugs and kisses :).
ps. i'm not gonna give much of a summary to this chapter, but i WILL say that Caroline gets a little dark and violent in this episode :$. you have been warned if i had gone into TOO much detail, but i wanted to express the fact that by all means, Caroline is a loyal, compassionate and very strong vampire but that can easily flip. she has a switch that when it comes to people who cross a line, she makes sure they never do it again!
pss. it's never occurred to me that i haven't picked out a character for Alison Young to portray, and i've decided to pick Deborah Ann Woll from True Blood! i adore this actress so much and she's perfect for the role/how i picture this character to look like :). what do you think? do you think Deborah can pull off as Alison? tell me what you think! please enjoy, review, favourite and alert! :D
Chapter Eight: Good As Gone
Present Day (Mystic Falls, Virginia - 2010)
The following morning, Caroline was invited to meet up with Stefan and Damon at their house to head over to the Historical Society Volunteer Day together in order to help build a park for the community. Caroline had snuck into their house before the sun had risen and made them a good old fashioned human Sunday breakfast. Something had clearly upset Damon the night before since he refused her 'human' breakfast, but Stefan was in high spirits to accompany her with the most important meal of the day.
"Damon, you better be on your best behaviour today." Stefan warned him after he helped Caroline hand-dry the dishes while she washed them.
Damon snorted, finishing his coffee and placing the mug in the sink. "There's no such thing about me and being on my 'best' behaviour in the same sentence, brother."
"Your little fight with Mason was the last of the violence we will display towards Mason, let alone anyone else, okay?"
"Can't you promise anything, Stef. I'm pretty unpredictable, don't you think?" He said with a wink.
"Please, Damon." Caroline urged. "We need peace in this town. Let's make a pact right now. If he does try to retaliate today or reveal us to the town after your attack last night, we fight back. Together. It's our skin against his, right?"
Stefan nodded. "Agreed."
"Fine." Damon muttered, miserably.
Caroline pushed opened the curtains to their living room. "It's a beautiful day today for volunteering outdoors."
Although deep down inside of her, in the pit of her stomach, she knew that despite the stunningly bright morning, something was off and she couldn't put her finger on what could possibly go wrong today. But then again, it was Mystic Falls. Everything went wrong on a daily basis.
"This all part of the historical society, continuing efforts to give back to the community. Thanks to the generous donation of the Fell family. We are now standing on the site of our newest public park. Thank you to everyone who has shown up today to lend a helping hand. Thanks." Carol Lockwood, the 'stand-in Mayor' until the elections came around, said lively through the microphone.
"Is she always this jolly?" Caroline asked Damon when they arrived at the park and stood in the crowd of applauding people in front of Carol standing behind the podium. Everyone of all ages were helping out. Raking the fallen leaves, mowing the grass, painting newly built structures, planting flowers, and many other tasks to keep themselves busy.
"Unfortunately." Damon muttered. "But it's mostly just a mask to hide her major anxiety and OCD problems."
For the first time ever, Caroline genuinely laughed at his joke towards the Mayor while Stefan scolded them with a simple look that told them to be respectful. Once everyone finished applauding and scattered to their tasks, Stefan scanned the crowd for a certain someone. Caroline wasn't surprised to see Mason unloading boxes and coolers from his truck and before she knew it, Stefan disappeared from her side and was already walking towards Mason.
"We'd better behave, Damon. Or Stefan will never forgive us."
Damon rolled his eyes. "If you haven't noticed, I've done a lot of bad things and I never gave a damn if Stefan ever approved of it or not."
"You promised him. And so did I. Even though I despise the thought that Mason is back in town, I won't harm him if he's not going to fight back. However it's too much of a coincidence that he's here at this particular timing, the same time Katherine arrived. She told me yesterday morning that she was the one who called him and told him his brother, the Mayor, had died."
He looked at her. "Katherine told you this?"
Caroline nodded. "Yeah, before I arrived at the Grill to meet up with you."
"Then there has to be another reason why he's here. Katherine doesn't have a generous bone in her body to hand over the bad news out of legitimate concern for others."
"I agree. We'll figure it out today, without harming Mason Lockwood. Stefan will have our heads if we make a scene."
"Fine, as long as I get my information today, I'll be as cool as a cucumber." Damon said. "How about you put your extremely disturbing but exceptionally useful spying abilities to work and let's see what you come up with."
Caroline's eyes watched Mason reluctantly shake Stefan's hand and turned to walk away. "I'm already on it." She vowed.
During the new agreement between Stefan and Mason, Caroline listened thoroughly and despite Mason's hesitation to Stefan's union, it appeared that all the war was ceased to ignite once again. But according to a werewolf's characteristics, they aren't one to forget a failed assailant, let alone a successful one. There had to be a reason why Mason would merely forgive Stefan and Damon with a simple handshake to call a truce. While Damon followed Stefan off into the distance to talk about wanting 'peace', Caroline remained close to Mason as he approached the sheriff.
"Look, I know vampires exist and you have two of them living right under your nose." Mason countered, trying to convince Sheriff Liz Young, Alison's mother that there were indeed vampires have returned to Mystic Falls.
"Really?" Liz asked, unconvinced. "Who would they be?"
He hesitated, his eyes scanning the pack of working humans to see if anyone was near enough to hear him. "Damon and Stefan Salvatore."
"That's impossible," Liz rejected. "I know Damon Salvatore. Do you know what he's done for this town? I watched him kill vampires. He's an ally, he's part of the council, something you refused to be a part of when you left town."
"I did that because I wanted a life outside of this town, not because I was a non-believer." Mason stated, honestly. "Think about it. When did the vampire attacks begin? When Damon and Stefan Salvatore move to town?"
"They walk in the sun, Mason." Liz stubbornly countered back.
"They've evolved. It's not 1864 anymore, Liz. They figured it out by now."
She shook her head. "No, Damon Salvatore is my friend."
"What if I can prove it to you?" He asked as Mason stared down and the two brothers walking together and deep into conversation. Liz followed his gaze for a minute or two before returning her glance to him and simply walking away.
Once Liz was out of his sight, Caroline approached him. "You're going to get yourself killed, you know."
"Caroline. I knew I sniffed out a nosy little eavesdropper nearby."
"And I see wolf boy is still hanging around Mystic Falls. If, in fact, you were here to visit family, don't you think that your visit here has been a little bit overdue by now?"
"I wouldn't be one to talked. You came here, for what reason? You have no family here. No one to talk to."
"I have a family. Stefan and Damon are my family and everyone they hold close to their hearts, are my family as well. I would hate to make a scene right now, so I'll make it quick." Caroline grabbed a random screwdriver on the picnic bench beside her and stabbed into his midsection, causing him to groan in pain and double over. "If you dare to even touch a member of my family, I'll gut you like a fish and then feed your remains to the wolves."
Mason growled. "I didn't throw you under the bus."
"But you crossed a line. Damon's no saint, but he's just looking out for his family. And don't even let me get started on Stefan. He's innocent in this, but you lied to him today and now you're planning frame them." Caroline clarified. "As if I would stand back, and watch that happen." She quickly removed the weapon from his stomach and tossed him aside to sit on the bench. "You might want to get that checked out. I know a vampire would just love to drain you dry before the lunch bell rings."
"Can I ask you a question. Stef?" Caroline said when she found him stomping away in the opposite direction to Elena.
"If it's about Elena, then I'm not in the mood, Care."
"Why are you letting Katherine get under your skin, or better yet, in between your relationship with Elena?"
"It's more complicated then that. She could hurt her. Yesterday, I spent the entire day with Katherine in the cellar, trying to pull out the truth from her. The reason why she came back still bewilders me to the core."
"Perhaps Katherine had returned to reunite with you. She only really did love you more then anyone she could ever another. It was always you, Stefan. But that doesn't mean she's deserves you now. Not after what she's done to this town and to your family."
"What are you trying to say?"
"I'm saying that, whether this fight with Elena is sincere or not, you shouldn't be afraid of what Katherine might do to someone innocent or someone important to Elena's life. I'm over four-hundred-years older then her. I can put Katherine in her place before she could ever put Elena into any harm."
"And are you willing to throw away your friendship with Katherine that easily, as if it was nothing? All because of a girl and a bunch of vampires that don't mean anything to you? Katherine was your best friend, Caroline. No matter what happened between you two, the fighting and the disagreements never lasted forever."
"I meant what I said when I told her I wouldn't forgive her this time. The day when she could finally turn this lifestyle around would be day I will rejoin her. But she has never given me that day and never will. I've given up hope for that selfish vampire. I can assure you that the love you have for Elena, will always be the reason to exist in the world. If you think a hundred and fifty years is long, try nine hundred. Never let go of that love, Stefan, okay? No matter what. Even when you cannot be together at this particular moment."
Stefan looked deep into her eyes, into her soul, for minute longer then he normally would have done but turned around and walked to Damon, who was standing by the lemonade stand just as Mason left. Caroline quickly followed him there. "Working hard or hardly working?" She asked, acknowledging Damon.
He winked her way. "You know me so well."
"Please tell me that you were just bonding." Stefan said, referring to Mason.
"I've already told you, brother. There's not going to be any violence and I'm giving peace a chance, just like you said." His eyes slowly fell to Caroline and smiled. "I wish I could say the same about this one."
Stefan looked over his shoulder to see Caroline glaring at Damon. "What did you do, Caroline?" Stefan asked, unenthusiastically.
She shrugged. "I sent him a message."
"Caroline." He said, evenly.
"All right! I stabbed him with a screwdriver." Caroline explained and quickly finished her sentence by the accusing look on Stefan's face. "He threatened to expose you guys. Of course I made myself perfectly clear that if he did that, he'll have to answer to me."
"Caroline..." Stefan drifted off, exasperatedly.
"Would you like some lemonade?" A young girl behind Damon asked him, holding out a plastic cup of juice.
"Thank you, sweetie." Damon said, sweetly accepting the glass and taking a sip of it only to spit it back out before it went down his throat.
"What's wrong with you?" Stefan asked, helping Damon to sit down.
"Vervain," Damon gasped out. "Vervain."
Caroline sat on the other side of Damon as Stefan grabbed a water bottle, she looked over her shoulder to see the sheriff retreating and frantically dialling a phone number before disappearing into the forest.
"We've got trouble." Caroline announced. Damon gargled his water and spat it out into the grass. "Mason has set us up. I'm sorry, if only I didn't provoke him. It wasn't my intention to push him over the edge. None of this would have happened. At least not today it wouldn't have."
"I doubt it. He would expose whether or not you provoked him today. He's been planning it all day, despite my call for a truce." Stefan said. "You were just looking out for us, Care."
"I'm gonna kill him." Damon muttered, breathlessly.
Stefan struggled to push his aggravated brother to sit down. "Listen to me, sit down and calm down."
"I'm not listening to anymore of your 'give peace a chance' crap. He's dead!"
"Okay, he's making threats and trying to expose us. We need to put him down."
"All right, let's do it." Damon said just as he sees Mason going into the woods with garbage bins and bags in his hands. "Wood. Trash duty. Come on."
"I'll go get some reinforcements from my car and I'll meet you there." Caroline assured, walking in the opposite direction and towards her car.
"Where are you going?" Elena asked Alison as she followed her into the forest and onto higher ground. "What's going on?"
"I need to be able to hear better." Alison explained, calmly.
"Hear what?"
"Something's wrong, Elena."
"You girls shouldn't be here." Caroline warned Elena and Alison when she had returned with bows and arrows and a jar of a liquefied herb.
"What's going on?" Alison asked boldly, picking up on her mother's urgent need for her deputies to show up on sight and off duty.
"Nothing that should involve you. Now, please. If you value your lives, turn around before-" Caroline abruptly stopped talking and listened into a conversation further into the forest. "Don't look surprised." Damon's voice appeared to her ears. In an instant, Caroline disappeared with her vampire speed and ran to hide behind a tree on hilltop, looking down below at Stefan and Damon cornering Mason. "You knew this was inevitable." Damon continued as Caroline dipped her arrow into the jar of the liquefied herb before pulling it back into her arrow and aiming at Mason. "Go head, run. We'll give you a head start."
She released her arrow and it connected with his left forearm, causing him scream out in pain. Although he could stand his own ground, he deliberately bent over as wooden bullets shot into Damon and Stefan's midsections repeatedly. Caroline was prepared to shoot Liz and her two deputies while the Salvatore brothers rested still on the ground with vervain injected into their bodies to keep them down. But she knew the consequences for that mistake if she killed them. One of them was Alison's mother. She withdrew her arrow and stared down at Mason as he followed the deputies, dragging Stefan and Damon into the old Lockwood Cellars while holding his injured arm.
"Thank you, Mason. Are you okay? Who shot that arrow?" Liz asked Mason, regarding his mysterious arrow wound.
He broke it off and tried to pull out of his arm, despite the poisonous herb seeping into his bloodstream. "I'm fine. I'll deal with it. Be careful and don't take any chances."
Luckily for her, Caroline didn't need to search for Mason in order to continue their little disagreement. It didn't take long for Alison and Elena to approach closer to the scene and for him to run into them just as he was leaving the 'old slave quarters from the original Lockwood Manor'. "What are you two doing out here?" He asked the two girls.
Elena turned to him. "Have you seen Stefan?"
"Yeah, Elena, I've seen them. I've seen Damon too."
"Where are they?"
"You don't need me for that. I'll let your friend here sniff them out." Mason said, referring to Alison and he looked at the redhead. "Does your mom know what you are? I'm happy to tell her."
"That won't be needed, Mason." Caroline said, stepping in before Alison could attack him. "How's your arm? Or better yet, how's your stomach wound? It appears that you have a score to settle and I'm winning."
"How can I forget? You almost exposed me today with that arrow dipped in wolfsbane."
"An eye for eye. I told what would happen if you came after my family. Now, why don't you come after me and regain the little dignity you have left." Caroline looked briefly over her shoulder at Alison and Elena. "Go on ahead. They're in the Lockwood Cellars. And Alison? Whatever happens, whether you choose to expose yourself to your mother today or not, I'll be here for you."
"I'm not going to ask you again Mason, why have you really returned to Mystic Falls?" Caroline asked as they circled each other.
"So what if I came for another reason? It's not like I'd ever tell you. You've sided with the enemy."
"You came here because Katherine asked you to, didn't she? What could she possibly want from you?"
"Maybe she missed me."
"Try again."
"No, we had a thing in Florida a year ago. It was real and I know how she feels about me." Mason said, determinedly. "And she certainly knows how I feel about her."
"So you came back here, out of your love for Katherine? Well, if that's the true then you're a blind fool who's chasing his tail in circles. Katherine Pierce doesn't love anyone but herself! You'll end up dead if you continue to pursue her."
"Whatever happens between Katherine and me, is none of your business."
Suddenly, Caroline stopped circling him and listened into a familiar but very distant voice. "He's not going to tell us anything. Kill them both." The sheriff's voice came to her ears, regarding Damon and Stefan's lives. Caroline quickly rushed over to Mason, kneeing him into the groin before kicking his body into a tree. She ran over to the Lockwood Cellars, stepping beside Elena and Alison just standing at the steps to go down. "Alison, what is it?" Elena asked her worried friend.
"My mom. She's killing them." She answered.
The girl's eyes widened. "What? We have to stop her!"
She tried to run into the Cellar, but Alison stopped her. "No, I can't Elena. She's going to find out about me."
But Elena ran into the Cellar anyway. "You don't need to come in with us, Alison. I'll take care of them." Caroline promised and she followed Elena.
Even with an enhanced vampire mind, Caroline could never predict or fully comprehend what occurred with her own eyes. All she knew was the end, as if it was fast forward and it sped past everything. In the end, Alison killed both of the deputies and revealed her true form to her mom, which was not an easy decision or revelation. Especially when you were raised by a vampire-hating family. Caroline knew everything about it. Damon was currently drinking the blood of one of the deputies to regain his strength, while Stefan suffered the aftermath of wooden bullets and vervain injection. Elena comforted the grunting Stefan, clearly starving for blood, but refused to drink the blood around them. It just wasn't an option.
"You need to drink some deputy blood." Damon urged, regaining his strength already.
"No." Stefan groaned. "I'm gonna be fine. It's just gonna take a little bit longer."
"Damon's right, you know." Alison pitched in from the corner. "If there's ever a time to break your diet..."
"He said he didn't want it, okay?" Elena stated, firmly.
Caroline walked up to him and dropped a plastic water bottle in front of him. Everyone looked up at her, confused. "I killed a rabbit this morning and drained its blood into that bottle. I wouldn't trick you into anything, Stefan. I promise."
Stefan didn't hesitate, he grabbed the bottle, unscrewed the lid and chugged it down his throat while Elena stroked his back.
Damon staggered to his feet. "This is a most unfortunate situation. Two deputies dead," he turned to Liz who was cowardly sitting in the opposite corner to her daughter, "and you. What am I gonna do with you?"
"You won't tell anyone, will you?" Alison asked but Liz refused to look at her, horrified of the reality she was facing. "Mom? Mom? Please. Look, I know we don't get along and that you hate me, but I'm your daughter and you'll do this for me, right? Mom, please. He will kill you."
Liz looked up at Damon. "Then kill me."
"What? No!" Alison objected.
"I can't take this. Kill me now." Liz urged
Damon bent over to look in her eyes at her eye-level. "But you were gonna drag it out so painfully." Out of the blue, Damon caught her and pulled her onto her feet.
"No! Don't kill her, Damon! She's my mom!" Alison begged.
"Damon, don't!" Stefan warned.
"Damon, please!" Elena begged.
Damon glanced them, casually . "Relax guys. No one's killing anybody." He turned his head to look at Liz again and his features softened. "You're my friend."
After a minute or two, he looked around at the dead bodies. "We've got to clean this up."
Caroline raised her hand, dusting off her hands from her jeans. "Consider it done."
When she finished cleaning up the bodies, Caroline drove her car over to the Salvatore's home before Mason would come back for round four in one day. Since Liz had vervain in her system, Damon decided to keep her in one of their guest rooms so that they could compel her to forget everything. She still refused to see Alison, which led her to ask them to keep her daughter away from her.
"She's your daughter, Liz." Damon started.
"Not anymore. My daughter's gone." Liz muttered, sadly.
"You have no idea how wrong you are about that." He emphasized before looking at Alison, who stood around the corner with her mom's suitcase, and leaves. Caroline quickly followed the poor girl downstairs and into the living room.
"Are you okay?" Caroline asked as she sat in one of the couches.
"What do you think?" Alison snapped, pacing the floor. "My mom hates me! She can't even look at me, let alone talk to me. This changes everything."
"Maybe so, but you have to understand that you tried to do what was right by helping your friends today. So did I. I was best friends with Katherine, and today I went against her. You knew how your mom would react once she saw you as a vampire, yet you sacrificed that and still went in there knowing the consequences."
"Of course I did! My friends have done nothing but been there for me, especially now that I'm a vampire. But you don't understand. My mom and I have never seen eye-to-eye, even when I was a human. Now, she'll never forgive me. I might as well be a stranger. Or dead to her."
"Don't say that. I know more then you think I do. Centuries ago, before I was turned and when I was of age, my human mother and I always had different opinions. When searching for a suitor, it was an arranged marriage and for a definite and important reason whether it was for status, riches or a possible union between two tribes to create authority and intimidation against rivalling tribes. My mother always wanted to prepare and train me to become the perfect bride in beauty, intelligence and etiquette for a young man I had never met before. But everyday, I would sneak out of my home and hunt, sometimes with my father. He was the best hunter in the village and taught young men of age amongst the village I learned and loved how to fight for future attacks and war, even though there had always been peace. But my mother always scolded me for joining my father's lessons. After a few months, she stopped preparing me to become 'the perfect bride' and ever since then, she never accepted me as a daughter for years before I was turned."
"That's awful." Alison whispered, quietly.
Caroline shrugged. "I survived. I'm still here. But after she had died, I wish I had patched things up with her before she was gone and it was too late to change our relationship with her. I urge you to try and talk to her tomorrow."
"What if she rejects me again?"
"She should be worth the risk, no matter how many times you fail. Because we're vampires. The humans we hold close to our hearts are not and they don't live forever. Their lives are so fragile and temporary compared to ours and we need to seize the moment to do and say everything that are on our minds. Because one day, we'll regret we never did."
After a minute or two, she nodded. "I'll try." Alison said, doubtfully.
Caroline smiled, contently. "Good. And you should start by coming clean to your friends before it's too late for forgiveness."
At mere coincidence, Elena charged into the living room from upstairs, evidently and visibly upset, and Caroline looked at Alison, signalling her towards Elena with her eyes before taking her cue to leave. She didn't stray far. She heard the entire conversation, how the poor girl was threatened with Matt Donovan's life on the line into spying for Katherine. Alison also confessed that she was afraid to go home, because Katherine would be there to ask for her report.
Caroline was fed up with Katherine's threats and destructions. She was already outside and used her vampire speed to race to Alison's house in under two minutes.
Caroline didn't hesitate to invade the Young residence, nearly breaking down the door in the process. The minute she stepped in, she heard an exasperated sigh coming from one of the bedrooms. "It's about time you showed up." Katherine arrogantly stated, dully. "I was starting to wonder if I had to drag-"
She stopped mid-sentence when her eyes fell onto Caroline, standing furiously in the doorway. For a brief second, Katherine seemed baffled and slightly apprehensive to see her ex-best friend in front of her. But that quickly vanished as if it was never there to begin with. But Caroline easily picked up on it. "Caroline Forbes. To what do I owe this pleasure?"
She faked a smile and slowly approached her. "Oh, cut to the chase, Katherine. You're curious to know why I'm here. But I'm curious to know what your reason why you are in the Young residence."
"Patrolling the neighbourhood, resisting the urge to destroy it, on my best behaviour. Blah, blah, blah."
"You know, that's hard to believe. Because the fact that you've blackmailed Alison Young into becoming your little puppet is a big enough reason to confront you about it. But perhaps you were jealous of Matt Donovan's human relationship with Alison when she was still human. Or perhaps your little obsession with Stefan Salvatore has never faded or altered since you laid eyes on him as a human. It has been your greatest weakness."
Katherine's features finally hardened. "I'd stop talking, if I were you."
"But you're not me, so I will continue. What's not to like about him, right? Stefan is a very attractive and sympathetic vampire, the first to the very few that still exist in the world. The one who never loved you enough. But don't you think it's time to move on? He has his own life now. He has a love now much greater then yours ever has been, and that's merely one flaw to your deranged and slightly pathetic obsession with him."
Katherine's eyes were increasingly ablaze with rage and hatred, her hands were balled into tensed fists and her stance said that she was prepared to fight, but her lips remained in a tight, grim line.
"What? No sarcastic or witty comeback? This is indeed a first. Have I struck a nerve, Katerina? Can you hear me now? Because of centuries of silence, I have watched you destroy every life you have touched and even your very own life. Humans are not born to be played with for our own amusement and entertainment. Separately, they have their lives and we have ours. I have told you repeatedly that it is better to live this selfish, battling, hating lifestyle on our own then to share it with others or blame innocent people for it. Stefan and Damon Salvatore paid for the price with that wrongly blissful thought to be with you and to this very day, they have not been the same since the time before you destroyed their lives. They never wanted to be vampires, even if they admitted it differently after a hundred and fifty years of an immortal life. I know I never wanted to be one, let alone did I know that they existed. But I can't change that because of a selfish decision I made nine-hundred years ago."
"You wouldn't know anything about it. But perhaps you do. You know, you never told me who turned you almost a millennium ago. We've been friends ever since I was turned and I've never heard stories about your human life or the life you had before you met me. I knew it was a line I could never cross, but now that we're not friends, why don't you confess who turned you."
"I've learnt not to rely on your debatable negotiations with me, Katherine. How about you tell me what Mason Lockwood is really doing here, and I tell you of my past, and then we call it even?"
"You've already lied to me today. How can I trust your words now?"
"Unlike you, I do not lie or manipulate compulsively or out of anger towards others. But it is up to you if you trust me or not."
She sighed. "What can I say? I needed a werewolf. And since they're hard to come by nowadays, I thought I was pretty damn lucky to have met one a year ago."
"And what did you need one for? There is absolutely no use for a werewolf!" Caroline shouted but then her eyes widening with understanding to Katherine's ultimate plan and genuine reason to have returned to Mystic Falls just as her mind went back to the moment everything changed for Mason Lockwood.
Flashback (Emerald Coast, Florida - 2009)
The next few nights, the same little game continued to happen. Katherine would lure Mason away from his friends and easily befriended her over a short period of time. On Caroline and Katherine's last night in Florida before 'returning to Seattle to continue their college educations', Katherine decided to finally executed her mysterious plan. While Katherine was finishing up in the bathroom, she said she would meet Mason at his car in the parking lot outside the bar. Caroline followed Mason outside while Jimmy, Mason's best friend, followed them outside to the parking lot behind her. He quickly marched around her and shoves Mason almost off his feet.
"Mason!" Jimmy yells, enraged.
"Hey Jimmy." Mason says, chuckling at his friend's supposedly 'drunkenness'. "Easy, let's get you home."
"Screw you!" Jimmy yells again, enraged while pushing Mason away. "I know about you and Marla."
"What are you talking about?" Mason asked, confusedly.
Jimmy attempts to strangle Mason but he pushes Jimmy off of him before his friend could successfully wrap his hands around Mason's neck.
"Dude! What's up? It's me, Mason! I'm not messing with Marla. You know that!"
Ultimately, Jimmy swings his balled up fist and connects it to Mason's jaw while people in the bar and around the parking lot began to swarm around the two boys, including Caroline, who was yelling at them to stop while no one else trying to prevent this fight from escalating. Maybe because some of them knew what happened when a person with a particular gene can only be pushed so far until they can't control their building anger anymore.
"You don't want to do this, buddy." Mason warned for the last time.
"I'll kill you!" Jimmy yells, tossing Mason onto the pavement ground and kicks him in the stomach until Mason catches his arm and pushes Jimmy away. Then, once Mason was on his two feet again, he picks Jimmy off the ground and throws him onto the ground, Jimmy's head sickeningly hitting the ground with a loud crack. At first, Mason appears to think he is fine, but notices the blood pouring from Jimmy's head.
"Jimmy?" Mason whispers, desperately shaking his body to wake up. "Jimmy!"
Caroline finally walks towards him, comfortingly patting his shoulder before kneeling beside Mason and pressing her fingers to Jimmy's neck to search for a pulse, although Caroline already knew he was dead. "I'm sorry, Mason. But he's dead." Caroline murmured, sadly.
"No! He can't be!" Mason refused to accept the fact that he had just killed his best friend.
"He is, but it's okay. We'll figure this out."
"Mason?" Katherine's voice suddenly submerged from the crowd. "What happened?"
Mason stands up, facing Katherine. "Jimmy attacked me."
"What?" Katherine said, feigning astonishment. "Why?"
"He said that I hit on Marla."
"Why would he think that?" She asked, pulling him into a comforting embrace that he accepted immediately.
"His dead." Mason confesses on the brink of crying. "I killed him."
Caroline stood up from the ground while Katherine's eyes followed from Jimmy's dead body to Caroline's face. An evil and knowing smile spreads across Katherine's lip-glossed lips and Caroline caught onto what she had secretly planned from the beginning of this trip. Katherine's smile faded while she hushed Mason, comfortingly. "Everything's going to be okay." She said as she looked at Caroline and winked.
live2write123: sorry i didn't upload last night! it was my 18th birthday last night and i went out to dinner with my family and best friend and didn't get back until later! but i really hope you enjoyed this chapter :3. unlike next time, my lovelies :D!
ps. eleven pages... just saying :P.
