Alina's Past Lives.

A Wolf Exposed.

I lay on my back on Elena's bed as she straightened her hair in the bathroom mirror. Jeremy was leaning against the wall with a curious look on his face. Due to Elena's no lying policy we told Jeremy about the Lockwood's. "So Tyler's a werewolf?" Jeremy asked as he crossed his arms over his chest. "We're not sure about that we just know Mason Lockwood is." Elena clarified. "Should be easy enough for us to figure out." Jeremy said. "No I don't want you getting involved." Elena said sternly. "By definition of being in this family I'm involved." Jeremy smirked as he held up his hand to show off his magic ring. "What do you think of befriending Tyler?" I asked as I smirked as him. Jeremy shrugged. "Sounds like a plan." He agreed. "What? No you can't be serious? You're putting him in danger." Elena screeched. "We need someone to find out if Tyler's a werewolf. I'd do it but Caroline has dragged me in to help with this fund raiser thing. Jer's our next best option." I explained. "And what if he is a werewolf, what then? It's too big a risk." Elena cried. "If Ty is a werewolf he won't be able to turn until a full moon so the way I look at it Jer will be safer with him then with us where Katherine lurks around every corner." I smirked. "I won't let you down." Jeremy smiled. "I know you won't but promise me if he starts to get aggressive or angry you'll get out of there." I made him promise. "Fine." He breathed. "Promise me Jer." I glared. "I promise." He sighed. "Great now Elena are you done because Caroline will kill us if we're late."

"So enough about my mom, how are you and Stefan?" I sent Elena a knowing look but continued to paint the fence. "We haven't spoken since the fight at the grill. He thinks he's protecting me because he thinks Katherine might get jealous enough to hurt me." Elena quickly lied. "Which is stupid because I wouldn't let the bitch lay a hand on you." I smiled to lighten the mood. Elena smiled at me but then continued her story. "But his minds made up and I can't seem to change it." She finished. "He says that Katherine's dangerous and he has a point." Caroline added. "Yeah, I know, and I get that, she's dangerous and I know he's only trying to protect me, but it feels like giving up and I just thought we were stronger than that." Elena's gaze drifted over to Stefan as she watched him with puppy dog eyes. "You know what, go talk to him." I urged. "No, she can't, Katherine." Caroline deadpanned. "So that bitch can't dictate your life. If you want him, you fight for him." A smile spread across Elena's face as she dropped her paint brush and stood up. "You're right." She agreed before walking off in Stefan's direction. After a few minutes of watching their heated discussion, I turned to Caroline with a grimace. "Maybe it wasn't such a good idea." "You think." "What's her problem?" Damon asked as he approached us gesturing to Elena. "Don't worry about it." Caroline replied. "Why are you being such a bitch to your mom?" Damon questioned. "Don't worry about it." Caroline repeated before she turned all her attention back to her painting. "Wow you really know how to make friends don't you." I laughed. He rolled his eyes but looked over to Stefan and Elena. "You're the only one who can't hear what they're saying." He smirked as he gestured to me, Caroline and him. "You are so childish. I don't need to be a vampire to know what they're doing. Their arguing and you don't have to be a genius to know what their arguing about. But just in case I'll give you a clue it begins with a your and ends in psychotic girlfriend." I said harshly "Ex-girlfriend." Damon clarified. I watched as Elena stormed off away from Stefan and Caroline immediately dropped her paint brush and rushed off after her. "Relationship communication." Damon smirked. "Shut up she's upset." I commanded. "Why aren't you going after your sister?" He asked. "Because Caroline's going," I pointed out. "And?" He pressed. "And I don't want to hear her moan about how messed up her life is. I have my own problems to deal with." He rolled his eyes but walked off to speak to Stefan. After a few minutes I walked over to them. "What did you say to Mason does he still want to kill you?" I asked. "Yes." Stefan answered. "Which means we're going to kill him." Damon glared as he watched Mason retreat into the woods. A little girl approached Damon and held out a plastic cup. "Would you like a glass of lemonade?" She asked. "Why thank you sweetie." Damon replied as he took the cup from her. Damon lifted the cup to his lips and took a sip and started to cough as he dropped to his knees. Me and Stefan each grabbed Damon's arm and pulled him up to sit on a picnic bench. "Vervain." He choked.