Chapter 2: Harassment

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The rest of the day went by bad for Jael. In history she and Melissa Forbes got into an argument and Melissa swore revenge. And what made things worse she and Micah weren't talking. She had started it, but now she wished she hadn't. It was silly. She was all worked up because he and Sterling had a guy secret. She would have secrets with her girlfriends, if she hung out with girls. They gossiped too much and if you told them anything, when an argument occurred the whole school knew. And now she'd have to ride the bus home. Or walk, but the walk was long. She just might have to endure it. Riding the bus was a disgrace in her opinion. She didn't need to add loser-bus-rider to her reputation.

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Micah walked into the house and dropped his backpack on the floor.

The day had been a nightmare.

Jael was mad at him, but what was he supposed to say?

"Jael, my father and brother are werewolves...and I could be, but I don't want to claim my heritage."

/Make Jael think I'm crazy. Beauty idea. She said so herself, she doesn't believe in all the vampire/werewolf hoopla. She said it was crap. /

He wished he could tell her his secrets, but it was too risky, not mention he took the chance of her thinking he was nuts.

He liked having her around. He could tell her things he couldn't tell Barry and Sterling. But sometimes there were things he didn't understand about her. Girls got mad so easily, that half the time he didn't know what he'd done wrong and even after she explained it he still didn't get it completely.

Tyler lay on the couch his eyes shut.

A football game was on TV.

Tyler opened his eyes and looked at his younger brother, "How was school?" he asked, not really caring, just making small talk.

"How was it when you went? It sucks. Nothing's changed." Micah sat down.

"I saw Miss Margaret Gilbert outside with you today. You two still haven't broke up?" Tyler asked.

"We were never dating. We're just friends, Tyler. It is possible to have girls who are just friends." Micah yawned, "And her name is Jael Maxwell now."

"To me she'll always be Margaret Gilbert. Elena's little sister. I don't care how hard she tries to hide it, she's a Gilbert and that means she's the scum of the earth in my eyes." Tyler took a sip of his beer that sat on the table.

"Why do you hate her so much? She's not her sister. And whatever little grudge you have against Elena because she fuck you, you need to get over. She's been dead for almost thirteen years." Micah rolled his eyes.

"When are you going to claim your heritage?" Tyler asked, turning the conversation a way he knew Micah didn't want it to go.

"Try never." Micah replied, bitterly.

"Why not?" Tyler asked innocently.

"Maybe it's just not for me. I'm content with being human." Micah stood, attempting to escape.

"Father wants you to claim it." Tyler taunted.

"That's not father's choice." Micah snapped, "It's mine. And if I say no that's the way it's going to be. He never would have known about this at all if you hadn't blabbed."

"You may be happy with being weak, but others might like to know if they have something great lurking in their backgrounds." Tyler sighed, "Grow up, Micah."

"You're telling me to grow up?" Micah asked, "Shall we get into you? Because I'm not sure I'd know where to start."

Micah stomped upstairs and slammed his door.

He would not become a werewolf. He wanted to be nothing like Tyler or his father. He was human and he'd keep it that way. There was nothing wrong with being human. It was a normalness he craved.

/Tyler...why did you tell dad about the family secret? To think I could have flown by in life not even knowing about this. It all started with Stefan Salvatore...

Micah had been told the story so many times that he could play it over and over again in his head.

If Stefan had never existed, Klaus never would have come to Fell's Church. No Klaus meant no problems. But it had happened and whether Jael bought it or not it was all true.

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Aunt Judith and Robert had gone out for the evening and Jael sat on the couch reading a book. But the science fiction book didn't suck her into the world of make-believe like she would have wanted.

She felt bad about her fight with Micah. It had been a nagging prescience in the back of her mind all afternoon.

/Just push your pride aside and call him./ Her mind coached.

She sighed and went into the kitchen to get the phone.

She picked the cordless phone off the counter and pushed power, but something in the distance caught her eye.

A red Mustang was coming down the street.

Jael recognized it before she could see the driver.

It was Melissa Forbes car, and behind it was a green Celica with blue racing stripes down the center.

"What do they want?" Jael said out loud.

The cars stopped on her driveway and the passengers unloaded.

They were all from her school. Jael recognized Hugh McGregor, Melissa's boy toy/muscle. There were a few girls who were friends with Melissa and the rest were Hugh's football lackeys.

Melissa walked up to the window Jael was peering out of and smiled.

Jael heard her door knob twist, she ran to the door to shove it back close, but luckily it was lock and turning the knob was all they could do. Jael quickly ran to all the doors to make sure they were secured.

Melissa knocked on the window.

Jael went back to it and glared.

"Let us in, Jael. What's the matter? You're afraid now that we're not at school and you're out numbered?"

Jael said nothing, but lifted up her middle finger.

There were knocks on all of her doors now, a constant banging that threatened to drive her insane.

Jael walked into her Aunt's bedroom and closed the door.

Surely they'd get bored and go away.

But three minutes later Jael heard the sound of a window shattering.

They had broken the back door window.

Jael locked the door and picked up the phone.

She could call the police, but the blame would ultimately fall to her when Melissa's daddy showed up and Melissa fed him the sap story about she and Jael's confrontation at school earlier that day. Robert would take the side of the police, he always agreed with adults.

There was only one thing she could do.

She picked up the phone and called Micah.

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Micah walked up to Jael's driveway. The expensive cars sat there parked.

Melissa and her friends were laughing.

The guys were banging on the doors.

"Micah." Melissa smiled, "Come to join us?" She threw herself in his path and clutched his arms.

"No." he narrowed his blue eyes at her, "What made you think I'd take part in something so stupid, Melissa?" He shrugged her off and continued up the driveway.

Melissa's green eyes narrowed and she twisted a strand of coppery locks. She was embarrassed, but she deserved it. Barricading someone into their house was stupid.

Micah walked up to the back door.

Hugh was standing with a red headed boy laughing. When he saw Micah the smile drained from his face.

"Micah..." he replied, "What're you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same question." Micah smirked.

"We were just a...having a little fun." Hugh said, lamely.

"Scaring the shit out've a girl is your idea of fun?" Micah asked, knowing his electric blue eyes looked frightening.

"Well, uh..." he trailed off.

Micah was well aware of the influence he had on guys. They found him intimidating and he had never quite figured out why. It seemed as though there was something in his very nature that scared the shit out of them. But they knew not to mess with him.

"Get the hell outta here." Micah snarled.

The red headed kid stepped forward. He was obviously unaware of who he was steeping up to.

"We don't have to do a goddamn thing." he snapped.

Micah laughed humorlessly and then sent the kid flying across the lawn with a right hook. He landed in a heap on the ground.

"Don't fuck with me tonight." Micah growled.

The red headed kid and Hugh ran down the sidewalk to their cars.

Micah reached under the door mat and pulled out a key. He unlocked the door and walked inside. There was a brick lying on the carpet along with shards of glass.

Micah knocked on Judith's door.

"Who is it?" Jael asked.

"It's me. Open up." Micah said.

The door slide open and Jael looked at him. She'd been crying he could tell.

"Are they gone?" She asked.

"Of course." Micah replied.

"Thank you."

"No problem." Micah leaned against the door frame.

The phone rang startling them both.

Jael eyed it in fear.

Micah walked over and picked it up, not saying a word.

"You're pathetic, Jael!" Came Melissa's voice, sharp with anger, "Have to call Micah protect you. You're such a little bitch."

Micah said nothing, but simply hung up. After a few minutes he lifted the phone to his face and listened for a dial tone. He began to dial a number.

"Who're you calling?" Jael asked.

"Sterling." Micah replied with a grin.

The phone rang and then he heard Sterling on the other line.

Sterling: "Hello."

Micah: "Sterling, it's Micah."

Sterling: "Hey man, what's up?"

Micah: "Look dude, Hugh McGregor was over at Jael's and he broke the window. That's harassment."

Sterling: "Oh yeah...that is most definitely harassment. What an asshole. ."

Micah: "Can you get into your dad's files?"

Sterling: "Yeah."

Sterling's father was a cop and hand a record of everyone in Fells Church.

Micah: "I want you to look up Hugh's record. I want to know every traffic violation, any DWI he's got. He's going down."

"What're you doing?" Jael asked.

Micah looked at her, "Hugh messed with the wrong guy. Don't mess with a guy like me, I've got nothing to lose."

Sterling: "He's only got a parking ticket on file right now."

Micah: "Shit. That's alright...I'm going over to Tooley's Diner to talk to his boss. I know Richard and if I tell him to fire Hugh it's as good as done. And where does Melissa work?"

"She works at Sally's Beauty Supply." Jael said.

"Tomorrow I'm slashing her fuckin' tires." Micah replied, "They messed with the wrong guy."

"But what if you get in trouble?" Jael asked.

"Who cares?" Micah asked, "I have no job to lose. My grades suck so college is out of the question. There's nothing they can do but take me to jail and I'm not dumb enough to get caught or leave proof."

He hung up with Sterling.

"I'm sorry about earlier." Jael said.

"It's over with." Micah brushed it off, "Forget it."