1.23 - Just Perfect
Mona looked up from her textbook, and took the pen she had been fiddling with from her lips before speaking to her newest charity case when it came to tutoring, Tyler. "So, Lockwood, do you finally understand?"
"Yeah." He stated matter-of-factly, flipping to the next page with a purpose. "Of course I get it. I think I've gotten it this whole time. What I don't get is why we're wasting so much time talking when we could be doing something a lot more fun."
Mona rolled her eyes at his constant advances. "Honestly, Lockwood. These advances are getting boring." She sighed before an idea suddenly dawned on her. He was perfect for their plan she had been scheming with Hanna and the other girls to create. He was innocent, had some brawn, and she was fairly sure she could manipulate him into doing just about anything if she flashed him the right sort of smile. Just the type of person she needed to help take down A. "How'd you like to join in on something?"
Tyler narrowed his eyes at Mona before speaking, trying to edge his way closer to her. There was just something about the girl that drove him wild. Maybe it was her avoidance of his advances that just fed the chase for her, but whatever this chemistry was between them, he was hooked. "What kind of something are we talking about?"
"Oh, I think you're going to like this one." She winked at him with a slightly maniacal grin passing her face as she did so.
Hanna sighed as she hopped off the kitchen chair, making her way towards the ringing front door. She had been in the middle of browsing the latest fashion magazines, so if Aria hadn't been taking a shower upstairs she'd have yelled for her to get it. "I'm coming, I'm coming." She mumbled with annoyance before swinging the door open. In a shock, she stepped backwards as she saw the figure standing in front of her. "Damon, what're you doing...?" She questioned him, totally flustered by his appearance. The last time they had spoken over a week ago now she made it clear that he needed to stay away from her.
The scent of alcohol on his breath was slightly palpable, and his outfit was a bit disheveled, and yet somehow he still looked flawless. It was the vampire in him that made him so attractive, she supposed. That's what the internet had said, anyway. "I can't just stay away, you and I both know that, Hanna." Damon gave a flippant hand gesture as he figured he was stating the obvious. "I'm not just going to sit at home knitting sweaters and watching the home shopping network waiting for your call. I'm going to fight for you, and make things right." He babbled on, trying not to lose her gaze, which was one of definite concern. He leaned in towards her before whispering, "I was set up, Hanna."
"Ugh, Damon, you're drunk." Hanna waved his face away with her hand, clearly smelling the leftover bourbon scent. "How much does it take to get a vampire drunk? A keg?"
"Hanna. You're not listening to me." Damon became a little frantic as he grabbed her shoulders and faced her towards him, trying in his current state to get her to pay attention. "I was set up, Hanna. By A. Who is this A person? Are they threatening you? Because I would beat them up so fast they'd hardly have time to blink."
Hanna let his words sink in, her eyes growing wider as she stared blankly at him. He knew about A. Clearly, A had let him know some way or another. All she knew now is that meant he wasn't safe. "We can't talk about this here." She hurriedly whispered to him as she dragged him inside and shut the door carefully behind them. "How do you know about A, Damon?"
Damon narrowed his eyes at Hanna, completely confused by her worried reaction. Maybe this was something bigger than he thought. "How do you know about A?" He questioned before realizing that retort didn't quite make sense. Everything was a little fuzzy at the moment. "Or, what do you know? Hanna, I want to help, I want to protect you!"
"This is only going to hurt you, Damon! You can't get involved, it's much more than you could ever imagine, and I don't want them hurting you. They've hurt so many people before, people I care about, and they can't get you too, not this time, so just stay out of it!" Hanna became completely upset at the thought of A affecting her life any more than they had already.
Damon moved her towards him with a determined look on his face. "What can they do to me? I'm already dead." He laughed before continuing. "Hanna, whatever it is, I'm all in. Let's get this son of a bitch." He pulled her closer as he swept her in for a kiss.
She laughed against his lips. "Next time, do me a favor and try Listerine if you're going to drink an entire vineyard."
"Shut up and kiss me." Damon mumbled as he put his hands against the small of her back, bringing her body closer to his, deepening the kiss her had started moments before. So much for staying apart.
"Oh my god."
Damon and Hanna broke apart immediately at the sound of the ever familiar voice. Aria.
"Aria! Damon was just..." Hanna began, trailing off before she could think up an excuse.
"Just what? Devouring your face with his mouth? What, is she your next victim, Damon? Coming over for a quick snack?" Aria fumed, completely frazzled and confused at the sight in front of her.
"Of course not! Aria, it's not like that..." Damon tried to defend his actions to his sister before she interrupted.
"What? Not like what? My best friend making out with my vampire brother? Because that's all I'm seeing right now." Aria began to get frantic as she spoke, gesturing a lot with her hands. "I seriously cannot handle this right now!" She stormed into the kitchen with a shake of her head.
"Aria, wait!" Hanna gave Damon a look of concern before heading after her friend.
"Aria, come on..." Damon followed after the girls, wanting to bang his head against a wall. This was not the way he wanted his sister to find out, but the universe seemed to be completely against him, so at this point, it seemed inevitable.
"Tyler?" Mona called out at the front door of the Lockwood mansion, unsure why he wasn't answering. She was scheduled to meet him here for another study session, but this time the studying was going to be limited. She planned to use most of the time to catch him up on the A situation and try and get him involved in the plan. She wasn't used to waiting around for him, he usually was drawn to her like a moth to a flame. "Tyler!" Mona called again before making her way towards the back of the house. Maybe he was outside on the back porch or something.
She began to hear a strange noise that almost sounded like screaming coming from the nearby woods. Mona wasn't positive whether it was an animal scream or a human one, but she was sure there was some sort of sound of Tyler. "Tyler?! Is everything okay?" She yelled out nervously as she made her way towards the sound.
Hiding behind a tree, Mona suddenly saw the source of the noise. It was Tyler, well, sort of. He was hunched over in complete pain, and his body was contorting itself in a manner she had never quite seen before. Her eyes grew wide and frightened as she realized what was happening. He was...changing. Into what, she wasn't prepared to find out, and she had a bad feeling she shouldn't stick around. As soon as his appearance began to become more wolf like, she bolted out of there, and ran as fast as she could towards home, where she knew she'd be safe. Mona blocked out the faint screams of her classmate in the distance, vowing to come to help once she knew exactly what was going on. What exactly had she just seen?
