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An Interesting Back Story

*Third Person's P.O.V.*

        Jeremy made his way downstairs as the Gilberts' doorbell rang. He opened the door, about to greet whomever was at the door, but quickly changed his mind as he saw the person on his threshold and went to slam the door in Tyler's face, only to be stopped by his hand.
        "I'm here for my mom," Tyler said. "I was supposed to pick up a box of stuff,"
        "Right here," Annabelle came out of the kitchen, the box with the objects that Mrs. Lockwood wanted in her hands. Jeremy stepped out of his sister's way to allow her to stand closer to Tyler as she proceeded to hand him the box, only to stop halfway, "Please be careful," she pleaded as she finally handed Tyler the box.
        "Yeah, be careful with it, dick," Jeremy snapped.
        "Hey," Annabelle scolded as she looked between the two. "Not now, okay, guys? Please?"
        "I'm fine. He's just being a punk," Tyler said nonchalantly.
        "I got your punk," Jeremy retorted, and Annabelle sighed.
        "Look, Tyler, maybe you should go. Tell your mom Elena and I will see her tonight," she said, before giving the Lockwood a smile and turning around to head back into the kitchen, where Elena and Bonnie were waiting for her.
        "Delicate Flower vs. Naughty Vixen," Bonnie said as she inspected the two bottles of nail polish just as Annabelle entered the kitchen.
        "Tough call," she said to her sister, who was sitting beside Bonnie, who hummed.
        "Can we mix them?" Elena asked.
        "Look at you, getting all pretty for your date," Bonnie grinned at her friend teasingly. "You seem happy-ish,"
        "I am," Elena replied as Annabelle quickly grabbed a bottle of polish remover before making her way to the table where the two girls were sitting and planting herself on the chair on Bonnie's other side. "Ish. Tonight is going to be a good night, "Elena announced happily, before looking straight at Bonnie. "But don't let that stop you from telling me whatever it is you wanted to tell me as soon as you walked in the door,"
        "What if I tell you in the morning?" Bonnie suggested, making Annabelle look at her curiously. "I don't want to ruin the night,"
        "Bonnie, out with it," Elena ordered sternly.
        "Okay," Bonnie succumbed, before looking at the two sisters. "But it has to go in the vault, because Caroline will kill me if it gets back to Damon that she squealed," Elena and Annabelle both nodded, silently promising her that whatever she tells them will stay a secret, and Bonnie sighed. "Apparently Stefan has a very interesting back story,"
        "Uh-huh," Elena nodded, now fully paying attention.
        "Do you know what happened with his ex-girlfriend Katherine?" Bonnie asked, looking between the two girls, and Elena shook her head.
        "I know that she died, but before that both Stefan and Damon dated her and that's why they have issues," Annabelle said, and Elena looked at her with furrowed eyebrows, wondering how Annabelle knows more about Stefan's history than she does.
        "Yeah, they both dated her, only she chose Damon," Bonnie said. "And that drove Stefan mad, so he did horrible things to try and break them up. He manipulated Katherine, he filled her head with all these lies until finally it worked, and she turned against Damon,"
        "That sounds like only one person's side of the story, meaning Damon's," Annabelle said, not willing to believe that Stefan could've done things like that. It's true, she didn't know him, but for the short time that she had she grew to genuinely like the Salvatore, even if she still wasn't fully comfortable around him. But the idea of Stefan doing something like Bonnie described just seemed utterly ridiculous.
        "I just wanted you both to know," Bonnie said softly, looking mostly at Elena but glancing at Annabelle in the process, knowing very well that Annabelle and Stefan were on their way to becoming friends.
        "Well, his past relationships are none of my business," Elena said, though her sister and best friend could both easily tell that she was now feeling suspicious of Stefan's back story.
        "Unless he's a calculating, manipulative liar," Bonnie said, painting her nails.
        "Bonnie," Annabelle scolded, only to receive a mere shrug in reply.
        "That would be your business," Bonnie finished her sentence, looking at Elena.
        "Stefan is none of those things," Elena shook her head.
        "Yeah? How do you know?" Bonnie asked, looking up from her nails, and Elena opened her mouth, only to close it as she realized that she, indeed, does not.