𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙋𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙏𝙒𝙀𝙇𝙑𝙀
ミ★ ( something wicked, act one ) ★彡The sound of a cell phone ringing made Caroline, Bonnie, Elena and Rhea groan out for the obnoxious ringtone disturbing their sleep. It was a late night for them, just talking and catching up like they usually do when they have sleepovers. It was a good idea at the time, it was just a shame that the person calling had no idea and decided to call with what feels like so early in the morning. They each moved to cover their ears and cover themselves with the blanket more, trying to preserve as much sleep as possible and muffle the sound of the ringtone to return to completely serenity.
"Go away!" Caroline moaned as she grabbed the blanket and pulled it closer up to her face, knocking Rhea who was sleeping behind her.
"Care, you absolute bitch, you just elbowed me in the boob." Rhea sleepily groaned, her face still buried into the pillow with her eyes closed. When the phone still rang, Rhea let out a groan once more and went to face the other way causing Elena to fall off of the bed, "Ugh, someone turn that off!"
Elena crawled to the edge of the room and grabbed her phone that was causing the noise and answered it, resulting in the protests of Caroline and Bonnie for speaking so loudly so early in the morning before she crawled out of the room; letting the other girls know that it was Stefan calling. Of course it was Stefan, that man had no idea about decent calling hours when it comes to Elena.
Rhea let out a small whine, "Please tell me it's still early and I can sleep longer. I don't want to get up." Rhea spoke softly, refusing to open her eyes. It felt good to just have a night with her friends that had nothing to do with the supernatural besides some of their conversation.
They had the brief catch up and were so glad that they could just air everything out into the open between the four of them about Caroline being a vampire, Bonnie being a witch, Rhea being a werewolf and Elena being a doppelgänger. They spoke about how it made them feel, what it meant for them in the future and what they wanted to do about it. But after that, the night became a regular teenage girl slumber party where they ordered takeout, watched movies and gossiped about the people at school, and that was exactly what Rhea needed.
If she opened her eyes it would mean that part of her day was over and she was back to reality where she was a werewolf who was cursed for the rest of her life.
Bonnie turned over and looked at the clock, seeing the time and letting her know it was ten in the morning, and Rhea groaned once more and finally opened her eyes to stretch, "Mom is going to kill me. I was supposed to help set up with her party today." She told them as she pulled herself up out of bed to grab her things.
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𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 ― 𝐞. 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧¹
Fanfiction𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 | ❝Tell the wolves I'm home.❞ Rhea Lockwood never really believed in the supernatural. She was often seen as a realist and usually laughed whenever someone brought up the possibility of it ever occurring in her s...