The Forgotten One

by crowenfan

Aria never thought her life would turn out like it has, she was always ordinary while her sister Elena was to most, extraordinary. Then suddenly, she finds herself falling for someone she shouldn't, someone whose dangerous. Elijah. But the heart wants what the heart wants. UP FOR ADOPTION

18. Chapter 18

The Forgotten One-chapter 18

Episode- Disturbing Behaviour

A/N: thankyou to everyone who favourite, followed and reviewed. Especially mindcrazed who gave me this idea, it's not exactly what you suggested but it ties in! Also, thankyou for all the ideas, I was going to use one of those songs but I was listening to my playlist and the song just fit into the moment, you'll know it when you read it, also to mindcrazed, Aria becoming a hybrid creates conflict between Aria and Elena and Bonnie, when the time comes and Klaus is back, the sire bond will tug and it will contribute to some of the decisions that she makes, when Klaus comes back it will be revealed how she is a hybrid, if you can guess how I will get onto the next chapter right away! Just a little motivation for ya. Also, I miss Elijah too but he's not back yet so we just have to wait… and wait… and wait.

RAMBLE FINISHED

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A finger tickled my nose and shook my shoulder, I groaned and hit out at thin air, a laugh blared in my ears and I felt my body rolling and then a hard thud as my body met the ground. I let out a loud 'oof' as the air left my lungs on impact. I used my vampire grace to stand and turn around to see a dishevelled Caroline laughing at me. She looked way better than how she looked last night so that's good and she was smiling which is super good.

"Feeling better?" I ask and stand up and stretch even though I don't need to, being a vamp had perks.

"Kinda." She says with a sad and tiny smile, pain was swimming in her eyes but she tried to conceal it behind a fake smile, her smile trembled and she let out a shaky sigh that caught up in her throat.

"I have to go, but I can stay if you need me to." I pause and an idea pops into my head like a light switching on, "you should come with, I'm going to watch Elena fail at making chili and then were going to the Lockwood's party." I say and I see a mental debate happening in her head, "Tyler will be there." I say teasingly and she blushes like a tomato.

"Wait she made chilli too?" she says loudly and groans.

"Yah why?" I ask and she leaves the room and enters seconds later with a dish in her hands and I can smell the reek of chili, "is that…" she nods, "god everybody is so unoriginal. Cant anyone ever just not do chili?" I ask, it was always chilli, everybody brought chili and everybody ate chili.

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Only an hour later we ring the bell to my own house, I had insisted on just walking in because I live her but no.

"I come bearing gifts!" Caroline says and holds the dish out, Elena's expression changes to what mine probably was when I saw it.

"Please say that's not chili..." she trailed off.

"It is." I say and shoot an 'I told you so' look at Caroline who merely rolls her eyes at me. I smell the scent of candles and herbs coming from behind me that I had associated with Caroline and sure enough she steps into the house.

"Bonnie!" Elena yells in surprise.

"I'm back!" Bonnie says excitedly and they hug tightly, "I leave town for the summer and everything goes to hell for the both of you." She says to Caroline and Elena.

"Bonnie!" Jeremy calls as he comes down the stairs.

"Jeremy." Bonnie says like she was winded, they look at each other like love sick puppies, their eyes metaphorically in the shape of hearts. They rush towards each other and kiss, I can't help but think of Elijah, his kisses and hugs and suits, and how he made everything better. They hug and I see Jeremy look at something over Bonnies shoulder, I follow his line of vision but see nothing, only thin air and what's so fascinating about that?

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Were all in the kitchen listening to Bonnie talk about her amazingly boring summer, I would do anything to be bored. "The problem with my dad's normal side of the family is normal made for a really boring summer."

"After the last few days, I would kill for a normal family." She helps Elena decant the Chili in a casserole, yay chili. Mentally holding up a sarcasm sign.

"Since when did you learn how to cook?" Caroline asks, it's very common knowledge that no one in the Gilbert family can cook apart from our mom.

"Damon helped a little." Elena says quietly, we all look at her, she's looking down at the chili pot that she is stirring.

"Damon's helping you cook now?" Bonnie asks with her judgy eyes, ever since I became a hybrid I haven't been on good terms with Bonnie and by that I mean she won't talk to me and I don't bother.

"So are you going to stop waking me up every morning with new of Stefan and just forget about him and bang Damon?" I ask and Elena glares.

"Bang? Did you just say bang?" Caroline asks with a laugh.

"Yes I did." I say.

"Both of you stop judging. He's just trying to be a good... ow!" she says to Caroline and Bonnie but stops and screams.

"Ahh! Did I splash you?" Caroline asks panicked.

"No, no, my necklace." She lifts it and underneath there is a necklace shaped burn blistering, "It burned me."

"Maybe it's a sign you shouldn't be wearing it." Caroline asks and Bonnie's judgy eyes turn to her.

"Caroline..." Bonnie trails off letting her judgy eyes finish for her.

"What, I'm just saying. If you're going to be cooking without Stefan." Caroline says and stirs more.

"Let me see it." Bonnie demands to Elena, she touches it but soon drops it again as if it burned her, Elena drops it and she and Bonnie exchange a look in shock.

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I left after that, too much drama. They shouldn't just keep on digging deeper and deeper into things, can't we at least try to maintain some level of normalcy? This is Mystic Falls so probably not. I sit on a hard bar stool staring at my soda, I could've just compelled the bartender to give me a beer or a shot of tequila but I'm trying to have one normal day, or what's left of it. The chair beside me scraped against the floor making a horrible 'screech' that boomed in my ears. Stupid super hearing. I looked at the person beside me, he's hot. Not Damon and Klaus bad boy hot, Matt boyish hot, Tyler jerk-ish hot or even Elijah sophisticated hot, it was more of a 'I don't care' hot. He was wearing odd socks, one white and one blue striped, jeans with holes in them, a T-shirt with the words 'I'm with stupid' and an arrow pointing at me, it didn't even bother me, it was the least of my worries as of late, he had cropped brunette hair and brown eyes framed by bushy, thick eyebrows, he wasn't defined or muscled, more lanky, he wasn't Elijah tall, he was only an inch taller than me, although in all fairness, I'm a giraffe, he had a Mexican complexion and an uneven jaw line. Not Elijah. But he is hot. The kind of guy I should be dating.

"Hey" he says and looks me over. Such a simple word. Hey. Elijah didn't ever say hey. Well ok he did, like once, but that was because he was Elijah Smith and trying to fool my aunt.

"Hey." I said normally, it wouldn't surprise me if he turned out to be a vampire, werewolf, witch or whatever else is out there, in fact chances are he probably is, this is Mystic Falls after all.

"So did it hurt?" Oh no he didn't. "When you fell from heaven?" Oh yes he did. He just used the absolute cheesiest of pick-up lines.

"No. Because I clawed my way out of hell." I say and he raises a shocked eyebrow, his eyes spoke words to me 'game on' they said.

"Where have you been all my life?"

"Hiding from you." I say with a smirk, he was not winning.

"Can I have your name?"

"Don't you have your own?" I retorted.

"If I could rearrange the alphabet, I would put U and I together." I laughed, classic.

"That's okay, I like the way it is now, with N and O together."

"Your place or mine?" He says suggestively, I snort very unladylike, as if, too much stuff going on.

"Both. You go to your while I go to mine." I smirk and he taps his chin.

"Let's just have a drink." He says with a nervous, boyish smile.

"A drink is never a drink. We'll have a drink, then another. And another. After that we'll get so drunk that we'll think it's a good idea to hook up at your place. Then the morning after we'll exchange numbers but really were secretly planning to never call each other again. But then you'll start to feel like you took advantage of me. So you'll call. That's just the kind of guy you are. Then we'll go out a few times. Breakfast then lunch then dinner cause a girls gotta eat I'll say yes. We'll set up more dates, because were both single and finding date worthy guys is getting harder and harder. So we'll make it official after about five dates. So were dating, it's nice and safe but not exciting like it should be but that doesn't bother us. We'll start thinking that we love each other, then we'll tell the other. So now after that were stuck. We can't just end it, we've gone too far. So after a few years, still dating but were graduated and have careers, you'll propose. Because it's what you think that I want. We'll get married, adopt a few cute kids and buy a house across the street from you mother. I'll quit my job and you'll become a lawyer because it's what you think is best for everybody. I'll be a step ford wife and you'll be regretting the decision to ever have a drink with me. You'll start working more and I'll get lonely so I'll start cheating on you with your partner at the law firm. You'll start drinking. Soon you're an alcoholic and our adopted babies are calling the guy I'm sleeping with dada. So after a while it gets to be too much, you'll put a gun in your mouth and shoot yourself in our bathroom. Your body won't be found for at least three days and by then you've started to stink, because while you were committing suicide your partner and my boyfriend decided to take me and the kids to Disneyworld, we had a lot of fun. So we get home and there you are, we have a funeral. Then I get stuck trying to clean your blood out of the bathroom, everybody will go on with their lives." I look at the boy beside me, I left out the fact that I would still look like I was in high school, and he looks horrified. "Still wanna get that drink?" He shakes his head vigorously and walks away quickly. "I thought so." I sighed and stood up from my stool.

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I knocked on the door just as Ric came storming out angrily. "Hey, you okay?" I asked but he just grunted and kept walking in response. I walked into the Salvatore house, "what did you do to piss Ric off?" I asked and sat down on the couch while Damon was pouring himself a glass of bourbon.

"He got in my way."

"From doing what?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Killing Caroline's dad."

"And why would that solve anything?" I asked.

"He threatened to out everybody to the council and put vervain into the town's water supply, he's immune to compulsion."

"Jeez. Killing him would be a solution but not the only one, believe it or not there are other ways." He snorted and looked at me to explain. "You could knock him out and take him to Timbuctoo." I say and he actually smiles. "You should do that more." I say.

"What kill Ric?"

"No. Smile." I say and a light blush creeps onto his cheeks. "What did Elena do?"

"How do you know Elena did something?" He asks shocked.

"She's my sister, as much as I hate it. I know how she works. She's a fixer, and you don't seem like the type to be 'fixed'." He nods, knew it.

"She keeps trying to turn me into Stefan." He hands me a tumbler of bourbon.

"A blood-addict, bunny eating, hero hair vampire? How is that better than being a regular vampire who can control himself and only plays the bad guy when necessary?" he shrugs and quickly refills my glass. "She sees the person who Stefan wants people to see, the hero, not the murderer who writes names on a wall. She sees somebody who may as well have a halo and wings and has no control when influenced by blood, even though he's had a hundred and fifty more years to figure it out than me and I have control, not perfect control but I don't rip bodies apart like there potato heads and put them back together like a jigsaw puzzle." He makes a noise of agreement and refills my cup. I downed it easily, it took a lot for me to get drunk, "you should know, not that it matters to you, that I don't approve of the fact that you tried to kill my best friend's father." I say and wag a finger in his face.

"He-" he started to say but I cut him off.

"He's still her father, better methods can be used rather than torturing, maiming and killing." I say and his lips purse together in thought. "So have you told Elena that you're in love with her yet?" I ask and refill our glasses.

"No. she's in love with Stefan, it's the way it's always going to be." He says sadly, his shoulders slump forward and he scowls.

"Have hope my friend." I say and pat him on the back, he flinches so I must have hit him harder than I thought.

"How are you a hybrid, when Elena and I were in Chicago we learned that Klaus' hybrids aren't working, so how are you still alive?" I had been wondering the exact same thing myself. But I never really thought about it, I was just happy that I was alive, self-preservation and all. Something I get from Katherine and Isobel I guess. I have absolutely no idea where Elena got her martyr complex from.

"I don't know. I'll figure it out one day though. After all, I have forever." I say and we clink glasses.

"Cheers to staying sexy forever." He says and I laugh and say cheers with him and chuck back my bourbon easily, I was feeling a bit tipsy, having numerous glasses will do that to you, even a vampire.

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I was very drunk right now, Damon was still sober after stopping like twenty drinks ago. "Do you think there is more than one person out there for you?" I ask with my words slurred together, nearly inaudible but Damon understood.

"I hope." He says.

"I don't think I'm ever going to get over Elijah. He's my person. My one true love and all that blah blah harlequin romance crap." He nodded in agreement.

"I hated the guy but you two were… I saw the way you looked at him and him at you, that's love."

"I'd tell myself you don't mean a thing, but what we got, got no hold on me, but when you're not there I just crumble. I tell myself I don't care that much, But I feel like I die 'til I feel your touch," I drunkenly sing, words slurred and it was off key but I didn't care, this song it was like somebody put the way I feel into words.

"Only love, only love can hurt like this,

Only love can hurt like this

Must have been a deadly kiss

Only love can hurt like this

Say I wouldn't care if you walked away,

But every time you're there I'm begging you to stay,

When you come close I just tremble

And every time, every time you go,

It's like a knife that cuts right through my soul

Only love, only love can hurt like this

Only love can hurt like this,

Must have been a deadly kiss,

Only love can hurt like this,

Only love can hurt like this

Your kisses burn into my skin,

Only love can hurt like this

But it's the sweetest pain,

Burning hot through my veins,

Love is torture makes me more sure

Only love can hurt like this,

Only love can hurt like this,

Must have been the deadly kiss,

Only love can hurt like this,

Only love can hurt like this,

Your kisses burn into my skin,

Only love can hurt like this,

Only love can hurt like this,

Save me, save me,

Only love, only love,

'Cause only love can hurt like this

And it must have been the deadly kiss" I collapsed onto my back on the couch, a tear snaked its way down my cheek. "Love sucks." I conclude, Damon nods and I know that he's thinking about Elena. "No matter what she says, she loves you. Some way or some form. She does. She just doesn't want to admit it, she might never. But she does, you make her feel alive, excited. Stefan is safe for her, she thinks she needs safe because of how dangerous everything is now. She doesn't know what she wants, she knows what others want, one day Damon. She'll say it. One day she'll tell you." Damon lets out a shaky breath and when he opens his mouth to speak there's a knock and we get up to answer, Damon opens the door and Elena stands there.

"I'll accept written apologies only." Damon says more composed, I wobble on my feet, side effect of being drunk. Elena smiles a very non-Elena smile, Kitty Kat.

"Are you two lovebirds fighting already?" Katherine says smugly.

"Katherine. Wonderful. What do you want?" Damon asks.

"I'm just a girl looking for a partner in crime. Feel like hitting the road? Getting the hell out of dodge?" Katherine asks and Damon looks to me and I nod telling him to go in my own non-communicating way.

"Impeccable timing. I was told I need to take a beat." He says.

"Is that a yes? I'll drive." She says.

"Why not? Walls are starting to close in on me around here. Where are we going?"

"Away from here. That's all I'm going to give you for right now. But believe me... It's good." She holds up Elena's antique necklace that Stefan gave her that probably used to belong to some ex of his. "You coming?" she asks me.

"Nah. Somebody has to hold down the fort." I say and she smiles.

"Have fun with that." She says with a smirk, they start to walk away.

"Kitty Kat!" I call and she turns around and I hug her, she stiffens and her arms stay by her side, but after a second she relaxes and wraps her arms around me.

"Thanks. I needed that." She says, her voice broken and weak.

"What are friends for?" I say, I haven't forgiven her for Jenna but I couldn't stay mad forever and I need a hug right now and my judgment is very impaired due to the fact that I was more alcohol than person right now. "Oh and Damon!" I call as he is walking off towards Katherine's car, "you make an awesome bourbon buddy!" he laughs and I smile. I'm just a laughing and smiling person today aren't I?

They leave and I follow and wave them off before using my vampire speed to go to the Grill. The guy from earlier is there. He sees me and waves and walks over, "hey, you just keep getting prettier and prettier don't you?" he says smoothly. I don't respond, I grunt in answer, I need to get over Elijah, he's never coming back, and he won't ever come back, so I should try to move on.

I press my lips to his chapped ones and he jolts in surprise but eventually relaxes and kisses back. I feel nothing, just emptiness, I don't feel warm and excited like I do when Elijah kisses me, my toes don't curl and my skin doesn't buzz with energy and I don't feel alive. I pull back and look at the guy who is looking at me in awe. I don't even know his name, he's just somebody, somebody normal who I shouldn't drag into my mess of a life.

"Sorry, you're not my type." Harsh, I know, and I walk away. I place my hand over my neck where Elijah's necklace lie, smooth and cool against my cold, pale skin. "Oh, Elijah." I sigh and walk out of the Grill.

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A/N: hope it was worth the wait! I put in some Daria (does that sound good? Or does Damia or Armon sound better?) Friendship and even some Katheia (or Arerine?) suggestions and what you want to happen are welcome! Next chapter-Klaus is back and how Aria is a hybrid is revealed! Also Rebekah friendship yay or nay? Till next time!