Chapter 11: Our Treacherous Town

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I'm working out at Alaric's and I'm attacking a punching bag. He enters the room and looks at me.

"Hey, you're gonna hole that thing. You wanna talk about it?" He offered. I shook my head.

"Nothing to talk about." I deflected.

"So, what's got you worked up?" He asked. I glared at him then to the floor.

"I didn't really sleep last night. I ripped the next town apart, It's currently raining blood." I admit honestly, punching and kicking the bag like it's Elena.

"Woah, umm , me neither. Probably something to do with dying." He replied, attempting to hold the punching bag straight.

"You okay?" I asked, concerned.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I think the ring no longer has batteries." Ric answered. I quit punching the shit out of the bag and breathed. Sweat all over my body and my muscles were aching, oh, they'll heal.

"I could look at the ring, if you want. I could fix it maybe." I suggested. He looked at me in shock.

"Yeah. You would do that?" He questioned. I nodded.

"Of course anything for you, Alaric." I said honestly. Elena walked in and I did a backflip then a roundhouse kick and the bag fell off the chain. I looked from Elena to Alaric and gave him a 'sorry' face. "I'll get you a new one."

I grabbed my duffle and gripped my hands tighter. The sight of that backstabbing bitch makes me want to feed her head to sharks, but then I'll probably disease the poor things.

"Hi, Arielle." She spoke. I scoffed, glared at her and move passed her and out of the door. Did she honestly think I was going to address her? Please.

I exited Alaric's apartments and went back home to freshen up for school. After my 2 hour stress reliever, I showered, slipped on black jeans, white sleeveless shirt, and all white skate highs vans. I drove to school with the homemade birthday crown I made Caroline for her birthday. I parked my car, got out and locked it. I felt a breeze behind my back and sighed.

"Why are you here, Carter?" I asked, facing him with a scowl.

"Why the face, aren't you happy to see your best friend?" He responded. I rolled my eyes.

"Ecstatic." I said dryly. I moved away from him and he stepped in front of me. He gazed from the homemade crown to me.

"Nice tiara, could you make me one?" He asked. I glared at him.

"Thanks it's for Caroline, my first and only best friend. Why don't you ask Klaus to make you one?" I said sadistically, smiling. I started power walking away and he zoomed in front of me again.

"Woah, that's what this is about?" He started. He chuckled. "I'm actually hurt."

"Yeah, C. That's what this is about. You're fraternizing with the enemy! Klaus bad, not good, poison." I exclaimed. He looked taken aback.

"Klaus saved my life. He has given me the opportunity to grow up and be free." He countered. I gave him a look.

"Carter are you sired? That's impossible you had your coven, shield your werewolf side." I commented. He tensed as the words flew out of my mouth. I stood up straight. "You broke the curse didn't you?" I took his silence as an answer and stormed away. I cannot believe this shit. He broke the curse and now he's loyal to Klaus as a faith or a hobby.

That bastard.

Elena's decorating Care's locker and I placed my poster collage of all of our baby pictures in her locker.

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