The Original Ripper

Chapter 15: "You seem good to me."

Layla had spent her whole vacation in Australia. She knew the sunniest place in the world. There was bound to be some irony in that. After she'd gotten over the consuming grief she felt and was opened into the party scene. She wasn't with Stefan so she could party all she wanted. Klaus had tried to call her. But she'd done more than just ignored him. She got the deal. Magic baby. She'd show up when the baby was born some time. She then heard from Caroline who said she got her a costume and ordered her to come to Whitmore her college because Stefan needed a babysitter he didn't know and he currently had no memory. Layla had said no at first but Caroline knew how to beg the happiness out of her. So here she was not in a bikini on a Beach in Sydney, but in a leather jacket and jeans trudging across the grass. She then dressed as Marylyn Monroe. Without the blonde hair. Not her choice. Walking into the party she walked past a ridiculous looking Elena and chuckled dryly.

"Lady Anne Boleyn, now who would cut off a head so gorgeous?" Damon asked with a smile. Layla looked over Elena's inaccurate costume that looked like something from the 13th century and stopped.

"Well you look like someone from the 13th century and on the 17th. But whatever, and just to say, if she looked anything like Elena, its well justified King Henry." Layla snarked patting Damon on the chest and breezing past. As she walked over to Caroline, Tyler growled at her.

"Down boy, I'm not a Niklaus slave." Layla teased. Caroline then rushed up to them with Stefan by her.

"Layla just the girl I wanted to see. You look beautiful, this is Stefan, Stefan meet your good friend Layla. She was your almost girlfriend before the summer. You two dance now." Caroline bossed them shoving Layla into Stefan. Looking up to Stefan she dragged him to the dance floor and ended up dancing with him.

"So who were you to me?" Stefan asked smiling down at her. No one had mentioned Layla, apart from Caroline.

"Well to you at the start. I was just the sister of your enemy. So I was your enemy. But I guess you liked me too much. You were just always so broody." Layla teased as Stefan spun her around pulling her close. Their bodies colliding. Layla looked up into Stefan's eyes with a kind smile.

"Oh yeah? Now why would I like you too much? You seem a bit cocky for a short person." Stefan teased back.

"Take that back, I'm much older than you." Layla continued with a light smile. Stefan traced his hand up her spine.

"Well that doesn't matter. How come no one ever talked about you?" Stefan asked.

"Because Elena hates me, Damon does what Elena wants and Caroline probably was busy with her boy toy." Layla shrugged swaying with him. She then leaned in and paused. "You don't mind if I kiss you do you?" Layla asked flicking her eyes up to meet his. Stefan smiled to himself. Layla, despite the brave face she put on at the beginning. He just saw a girl that wanted to be loved. Leaning in Stefan pressed his lips against hers. "Did they tell you that you were a ripper like me?" Layla asked. 

"No they didn't. Well Damon mentioned it." Stefan shrugged sighing. 

"I think one of the things they kept you from truly liking me back before this summer was the fact I did bad things and didn't apologize for them. I always hated it. I never regretted anything but I wished you could like me regardless of all the bad. Because I never wanted to do anything bad to you." Layla informed him meeting his eye. He saw the hopeful look in her eye. She wanted to be loved by someone that wasn't her family.  Stopping the dancing Stefan brushed her hair away holding her face softly. 

"I think no matter what you did...I would have seen the good in you. Maybe I don't exactly know what I would do but I can tell I liked you a lot. You seem good to me." Stefan commented leaning down placing another kiss on her. Damon then strutted up to them slapping a hand on Stefan's shoulder. 

"Hello brother, I see you are going after the original slut." Damon teased smirking down at Layla who rolled her eyes. 

"Give a girl 1000 years and she'll rack up the notches on the bedpost." Layla retorted causing Damon to chuckle. 

"My brother and i need to talk." Damon whisked away Stefan. Layla shrugged it off spending some quality time with the bar. As the party died down she walked out of the building and walked past Caroline's room to see her crying. Layla walked up comforting Caroline for the rest of the night. All a girl wanted was for the guy they liked to want them as much as them.