"Ahh she graces us with her presence" Adrian said leaning against the bar. I raised my eyebrows, a light smile on my face. I had changed from my dirty clothes into jeans, a plain blue coloured top and a brown jacket. I sat on a stool. I never did realise how classic this hotel was. On the small stage a jazz band played. The bar was a beautiful dark pine wood. Adrian ordered some drinks but I objected and just asked for an orange juice. He looked slightly confused. "You don't want to know" was all I said. He laughed. Our drinks came and we thanked the bar tender, who went to serve another guest at the other end of the bar.

"Are you sure you don't want something a little stronger?" Adrian sipped his drink.
"I'm doing my best to avoid alcohol for a while" I nodded taking a sip of my own drink. He laughed and I wondered what was funny.

"I didn't mean alcohol" I almost spat my orange juice all over him, but contained it just within my mouth. Drugs? Was he serious! Great, I was into a drug dealer. I seriously didn't think I could do worse than Damon. A pang of guilt hit me right in my stomach. Who am I kidding? I couldn't do better than Damon...of course there was one exception before him. I shook my mind. Instead I flipped out. "No! no no no no I don't do drugs! it's not me, and it's not who I am" I tried remaining calm but I couldn't "and you are young! you're going to ruin your li-"
He intruded my speech with a booming laugh. He held his stomach and a tear rolled down his cheek. I sunk into my stool feeling insulted by his rudeness. My eyes narrowed as I waited for him to stop.

"I didn't mean drugs!" I finally said, still giggling slightly.
Now I was confused. I moaned and pouted like 3 year old. I slapped my thighs in annoyance. "Well what did you mean then?"
He suddenly turned smug. That's when the light bulb began to flicker in my mind. No. It's not possible that he knew. But just as the thought popped into my head he said
"You tell me. B positive, or A negative?" I caught my breath. I had known him for barley 2 hours and he knew what I was.

I laughed hoping it didn't sound too fake. "What?" He glared at me. I glared back.
"Are we really going to have this conversation?" oh that accent. I fluttered my eyelashes in an awkward, false just stop talking about that to me kind of way. It didn't work. "I know okay" He paused. "You wanna know how?" I narrowed my eyes. He sounded dark, twisted. Not the adorably cocky British guy I thought was hot. He leaned closer to me. "I'm like you"

I'm sure my eyes popped out of my eye socket. He was a vampire? No way. How did he know I was one? "How did you..." Was all I could get out. He laughed once and sipped his drink.
"Oh please, I sensed you the minute you walked through the hotel doors" I was confused by this. Stefan had always said it didn't work that way, that we couldn't 'sense' each other.
"I thought it didn't work like that. We can't sense each other..." I whispered, unaware that I was moving closer towards him.
He cocked his eyebrows up and gave me a smouldering look. "Not when you're as old as me"

I laughed and shook my head. Maybe finding Adrian was a good thing. I had to experience meeting new vampires instead of dealing with the same ones. It gets boring after a while. In a way I was relieved. If this had been a super geek who was a vampire researcher he could've exposed our entire race. Of course, things usually turn out right for me, if only my love life could do the same...

Tyler's POV.

"Tyler, do not ignore me and be so ignorant!" My mother yelled. I wasn't usually like this. When she yelled at me, I'd take it before leaving. This time I walked away from her at mid sentence. I was having a really bad week. I hadn't gained the courage to call or even text Caroline, Matt was working constantly with his home situation and Jules was ringing my cell non stop. It had been almost two weeks since Caroline's disappearance and I was missing her terribly. Maybe I should just go and take my car and trace every step of the United States to find her. Then again, I may come across as being a slight stalker. And maybe she was visiting family or something, maybe Stefan was lying. My heart fell into my stomach. No. She really had left because of me. I should have known better, handled the whole thing with a little more care. Finally I turned to face my mother. "It is just school I'll catch up with my work okay?"

I had been skipping school this week and slowly creeping back into my old habits. I was sitting beside my father's grave at the grave yard. I wasn't usually the sentimental type and everyone knew it, which is why the cemetery was the perfect place to be. Of course, what I didn't know is that my mother puts fresh roses there every week. Her mouth was hanging open as she stood there outraged.
"You have done nothing but humiliate yourself and our family. I thought you were getting back on your feet, and changing into a wonderful young man. But since Caroline has went away you've done nothing... literally!" She said sympathetically. I shook my head. It was true. My head had been well and truly fucked up since Caroline had left. The way we just...left things. It's been playing on my mind since, and just thinking about the full moon tonight was making things worse, forcing my emotions to become much more magnified than usual. I wish I could just tell my mother about it, but she wouldn't understand. No one would understand. The ache in my chest grew into an excruciating shot of pain when I thought about going through tonight alone, by myself with no Caroline to support me. Could I really do it alone? No. I couldn't.

"Whatever mom…" I simply said and walked out of the mansion. I felt guilt in every inch of my body. My mother was still grieving over her husband and yet I was acting out. She was right. I had done nothing but humiliate the Lockwood name. I needed her back. I would call her now. Without thinking of what the hell I was going to say or what I was actually doing I swiftly pulled out my cell phone and called her.

ring.. ring.. ring.. ring.. ring

"Caroline's phone?" A strong British accent answered the cell. I cleared my throat.
"Uh is Caroline there?" I replied in a weak voice.
There was a short pause. "Yes" Another pause. I waited. I heard shuffling.

"Hello? Tyler?" It was Caroline. I held my breath. "Ty? It's me, Caroline…you there?" She spoke again. I pressed the little red phone button and hung up. I ran my fingers through my hair and slipped my cell back into my jeans pocket.

Caroline's POV.
I starred at my cell phone with confusion. "Who was that?" Adrian asked. For the past two weeks Adrian and I had bonded. Nothing romantic, although we did talk about it that night we got hammered. I smiled at him. He had become a really close friend. I sighed. "Tyler" He grinned. I had talked about Tyler a lot, which pissed me off because I wasn't suppose to be thinking off him whilst having my "alone" time.

"Ahhhhh, Tyler. You mean" He looked around and moved closer to me. In a hushed tone he said "your werewolf?" I smacked him. We giggled and Adrian shrugged. "Maybe he was calling you to remind you of something? Maybe to apologize? Guys tend to do that, call a girl they have majorly screwed up with and then hang up before they do. Of course, I've never done it" He shifted his eyebrows up and down. I shook my head. Come to think of it, today's date did ring a bell…

Tyler's POV.
I was huffing and puffing as I was pulling the chains to the old Lockwood estate. I didn't know why I took them home with me. It would save a lot of time and energy to just leave them in the underground room where my transformations took place. Well, transformation. I had only become a werewolf once; this was only my second time. At least I have an idea of what to expect. Finally I got to the stairs of this basement or dungeon or whatever you want to call it and unlocked the door. Within minutes I was setting my chains up. It was late. I should have set up earlier. The chains were in place but my skin was starting to burn. I had to remind myself that this was only the beginning. There's a lot more than just burning skin. I had the wolf spam shaken in my bottle ready to launch down my throat when I felt the wolf within me becoming more real.

Two hours had passed. My eyes were welling up. I didn't want to do this, not without her. In a struggle I grabbed my cell phone and called her again. It went to voicemail after a couple of rings.

I gulped, hoping not to sound to breathless. "C-caroline" I stuttered. "It's Tyl-ler. I'm sorry to call you… like this, but it's a full moon and I'm kinda freaking out. I don't want to do this alone… I need you, I need my friend…" I hung up. My eyes were rolling, my vision was blurred. I attached the chains to my belt a while ago. Now it was time to swallow the wolf spam. I grabbed my bottle somehow, and the next thing I knew I was coughing it all back up.

It was the wolf. It was coming out, not yet, but soon. Very soon…

Caroline's POV.
"Hey where's my cell?" I asked Adrian as I walked over to the bar. I could have sworn I left it down here, it wasn't in my room. I had everything packed for my early leave tomorrow morning. I decided that my alone time had to end. I needed to get back to my life now. Adrian shrugged and looked under his stool. I giggled as he held it out to me. "You left it on the bar" I took it out of his hand. "Someone called, I didn't answer" Adrian sounded different. He wasn't his bad ass, cocky self. Was he upset that I was leaving? I shook my head and checked my missed calls. Tyler. I cleared my throat. He had left a voicemail. I slowly lifted to phone to my ear, trying to prepare myself for this. My frozen heart fluttered slightly when I heard his voice. The flutter immediately turned into an ache when I heard what he was saying. The phone dropped out of my hand. Adrian's eyes were curious.

"Oh my god…" I murmured. Adrian was out of his seat. He held one of my hands.
"What is it Caroline?" He whispered. I looked at my hand in his and looked back up at his eyes. I shook my head and smiled.

"I have to go" I removed my hand and bolted up to my room. Luck thing that I packed early. Adrian followed me.
"You have to go? Why?" He demanded. I pulled my suitcase down the huge stairs and passed my room key to the receptionist. Some disappointed customers muttered words at my rude-pushing-in-the-line move. The receptionist was just as confused as Adrian but signed me out anyway. I thanked her for everything and even though her annoyance was clear she replied with a "Pleasure dear, do come back"

I nodded and stormed to my car. I pushed my suitcase in the boot and someone grabbed my wrist.

"You're leaving? For him?" I didn't like the way he said him.
"If by him you mean Tyler then yes!" I snatched my wrist from his grip and opened my car door. He shook his head and refused to let me shut it behind me.

"Stay…" He whispered. I stopped in my tracks. I was in a major rush but his word cut through me.
"Stay? In a hotel? Adrian I have a life to get back to!" I said.
"No! You have a melodramatic werewolf to get back to that's the only reason you are going back!" He almost shouted. I stood out of my car sear so I faced him. I looked at my hands. Then back at Adrian. I tilted my head to the left and shrugged.

"I love him, Adrian" I paused. "And right now he needs me more than anyone, and honestly I need him too. So I'm sorry, Adrian…but I am leaving… and you can't stop me…"

Realisation crossed his eyes. He stepped aside from me in order to let me shut the car door. I nodded and got into my car. I scrolled the window down when the car was in gear.

"Goodbye Adrian" I whispered, and with that I sped into the darkness. Mystic Falls was only an hour drive, maybe only half an hour if I stepped on it., which I had to. I smiled.

My werewolf needed me…