A/n: Thank you Mana-McC! Really appreciated your review. Hope there's more to come! I'm nervous on how I wanted this Chapter to go. Nothing has been planned. I guess I'm just wingin' it. Thoughts, pleeeease! Please, even if it's short, anything matters. I write for the reviews. :) And for Jyler! Enjoy. (Sorry, didn't realize it was so short.)
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Chapter 2

Answers

At this point, Jeremy had been pinned to the wall for a good two minutes. Two minutes that let him feel a variety of things. He felt fear. For the fact that he knew Tyler would eventually let go. He experienced a stirring in his denim low rid pants; For reasons Jeremy didn't even want to think about. He also felt his heart pump twice its normal rate. As soon as he closed his eyes to imagine Tyler opening up to Jeremy, he was unpinned. That strength he had such longing for disappeared. Any other time Jeremy would be grateful. Now, on this questionable day, he wasn't. He ached for that strong hold. He honestly didn't know if this should sicken him, worry him, or if he just explore it.

"What the hell is the matter with you, Gilbert? I catch you staring at me, I pin you to the wall, and you don't even fight back?", Tyler curiously said. If only he knew just why Jeremy didn't resist Tyler's strong hold. Hell, even Jeremy didn't know. His thoughts were so different and clashed into eachother. This guy is a jackass. He repulses me. I hate him. His hands were so warm. Strong. Don't let go.

Damn, Jeremy thought. He knew he had to respond to his bully. Without any thought, "Because it wouldn't make a difference", Jeremy mindlessly said. He watched as Tyler searched for words.

"So now you've just given up? You can't even fight your own battles anymore Gilbert? Pathetic." Tyler had instantly felt regret for saying that last word.

Tyler knew no one was more pathetic then himself. Normal kids never wanted to please the people they hated the most. His father. A strong, malicious, sadistic bastard. Tyler knew he shouldn't have thought that way about a man who had just lost his life, but Tyler couldn't help it. His father had treated him like a punching bag. Even worse. With a punching bag, the puncher would wear cloth to shield their knuckles. With Mayor Lockwood, he wore rings to magnify his punches. It was sick to believe Tyler wanted to love such a monster. To be loved by such a monster.

"I'm sorry. That came out too harsh. Just don't tell a damn person what you saw. Okay?", Tyler was ridden with guilt. But he still wanted to make it clear to Gilbert that he needs to keep his mouth SHUT! Tyler had pride. He was Tyler fucking Lockwood. The athlete. Not a scared defenseless boy who only wanted to be accepted by his parents. Who needed to know how to handle his fears. That he really wasn't alone.

"Don't worry about it", Jeremy reassured. "Just tell me one thing. Why? Why go to a book for answers on fear?" Jeremy all ready knew the answer. Tyler would never admittedly tell someone he was ever afraid of anything. He sure as heck wouldn't show that he felt lonely.

"Leave it alone, Gilbert." And with that said, Tyler had walked away. Even though Jeremy was told to just brush it off, he knew he wouldn't be able to do that. He needed more answers. What he really wanted was to be in the same room with Tyler again. Jeremy was on a mission to do three things.

1: Get his mind off of the pain Anna's death caused him.

2: See what made Tyler tick. What he had blocked off from everyone else.

And the third, the most important, the most vital one of all;

3: To find out why he had those feelings of desire towards Tyler Lockwood.