Authors Note

I'm currently sick so I might update more with the spare time or less due to the fact I need rest.

To the guest who reviewed the last chapter, Thank You So Much and this is my first ever Fan Fic so I'm glad you like it!

Chapter 3

Over the next few weeks Caroline received bits of information from her dad but she mostly tried to refrain from contact with him. At some point she felt that all the information he had told her was too much for her to handle. And the fact that what she knew was only some of it scared her.

Caroline couldn't be more thankful that it was summer because it meant she could get drunk and forget her troubles with her friends. Caroline felt that ever since her father told her the truth about the supernatural that all the healed wounds from her mother's death had opened. Her father had told her she was killed by a unique type of a vampire that was trying to send a message. He had known her father was looking into white oak and he killed her mother as a warning for him to stop. It was at that moment Caroline stormed out and couldn't bare to listen anymore.

She would leave her house early in the morning and come back late. Sometimes she wouldn't even come home. Katherine and Bonnie knew something was wrong but when they asked she made it clear she didn't want to talk about it.

Caroline's place of comfort had become the corner of the bar at the grill. Sometimes Katherine would go with her to party and some times she would go alone. One of her childhood friends Matt worked there and had a 2 shots waiting every time she walked through the door. She would always rant her problems to him drunkenly but he still seemed to always listen.

It was about 9 o'clock when she walked in but imagine her surprise when she saw an all too familiar face siting there. Ginger brown and blue eyes. She scoffed and headed over to Matt but before she could say anything he shrugged and said. "He's been here since 8 and trust me when I say I don't think hes gonna move." He handed her 2 shots and with a sigh she downed one of them. "Its fine." she scanned the bar but all the seat were taken. "I'll just wait till someone leaves." she told him.

It had been an hour and a half and the guy still hadn't moved, just like all the other people. It was like they were glued to the seat.

Caroline knocked back 2 shots and a tequila sunrise before she stormed over to the stranger in her bar stool. It was by some miracle she didn't fall with how much she drank. When she saw him the first thing she said was "Excuse me." with a bit of an aggravated tone to get his attention but for some reason he ignored her. She spoke again. "Excuse me." she said a bit louder. The guy just picked up his drink and was about to take a swig of it before she grabbed it out of his hands and slammed it on the bar table. At this point she was royally pissed off but she could still see how big of a mistake she made when he turned his head and glared at her.

Caroline fought the urge to step back and instead stood tall and acted as if the glare left her unaffected. "Your in my seat." She said a bit angrily but in a more calmer voice.

The stranger kept his glare for a moment longer before he coldly spoke. "Last I checked Love, you didn't own the bar stool."

She frowned and rolled her eyes. "Well check again because I've sat there every night for the past three weeks, Love." she mocked him.

The guy raised an eyebrow at her and said in a low and angry voice. "I don't care."

Caroline crossed her arms. "I don't care that you don't care." she paused to see if he would say something but he didn't. "I've waited an hour and a half for you to move but it seems your ass is super glued to the chair, So get out!" At this point she was starting to cause a few people to turn their heads in their direction and watch.

"No." he said

Caroline could've swore she heard him growl when he said that. "Yes!" she said and stomped her foot.

The man had enough of her foolish act and grabbed her arm. He started to compel her but Caroline as well as everybody else in there didn't yet know what compulsion was. What Caroline also didn't know is that since her mother died her dad had always put vervain in their water system.

"Go. Away." he compelled.

Caroline yanked her arm out of his grip. She didn't know why he thought him telling her to go away would make a difference. "Not until you get the hell out of my seat!"

The man leaned back in his seat and raised his eyebrows with surprise. The man knew exactly who the girl in front of him was. What he didn't think was that she'd be on vervain, he should've expected it though considering he knew exactly who her father was.

"Vervain." he mumbled.

Caroline frowned "Ver-who now?" she huffed in annoyance. "Look if you don't get-"

"Caroline." Matt cut her off. "Your causing a bit of a scene."

Caroline looked around at all the people watching.

"Well if British boy over here wouldn't mind getting his ass out of my seat-"

"You act like its a bloody crime to be British!" he scoffed and this time he was the one who cut her off.

Caroline turned around and glared daggers at him. "Don't. Interrupt. Me."

The man glared right back at her and with a dangerously low tone said. "Don't. Threaten. Me."

The stare down continued until Caroline's phone rang. Caroline scoffed and answered it. "Hello?" The man took a sip from his drink and subtly listened in on the conversation. What the other person on the phone said caused Caroline's face to fall and His to smirk.

With a shaky hand Caroline ended the call and completely forgot about the stranger in her seat as she turned to Matt. She swallowed hard feeling like her body was about to shut down.

"It was my Dad." Her eyes were wide and tears threatened to fall. "Katherine was drunk driving...she... she went over the bridge."