The Little Lockwood

Thirty One

EDITED

Debria,

Things are bad here. Jeremy Gilbert turned out to be another vampire hunter. He is the key to finding a cure for vampirism. We need you. Klaus is going berserk because Elena helped Jeremy kill Kol with the last white oak stake. 

We need your help, or he is going to kill me, Caroline, everyone here. He's livid, and Bonnie's spell can only seal him in the Gilbert house for a few days.

Ty.

Debria,

Where are you? You've ignored my emails, it's been weeks since I've heard from you. Klaus has driven me out of town. I'm on the run in the mountains of Tennessee.

The Salvatore's and Elena found the cure, then lost it to Katherine Pierce. Jeremy Gilbert is dead. Elena turned her humanity off. Caroline cries to me over the phone every day. 

Mystic Falls needs you. Go home.

Ty.

Debria,

You are still not responding to my messages. I'm becoming worried. I know you're with the other Lycanthrope, but Mystic Falls is going to hell. And apparently Klaus is back in New Orleans and away from all the drama. Just at least let me know you're safe.

Ty.

Skimming through my emails, which I've ignored the past two months my eyes widen in shock.

So much has happened in such a short amount of time. 

I quickly type a response to Tyler.

Ty,

I'm safe. You have to know I'm safe. You know how capable I am of looking after myself.

I miss you. I miss home, but not enough to go back. 

There is nothing there for me anymore. Tell everyone that I'm sorry.

Love,

Debria.

I press send and step away from the laptop quickly, wanting to put distance between me and Mystic Falls drama. 

Mr. Keys is on another fishing trip and I believe Brandon is home. I hear footsteps coming from down the hallway. Yup, he's home.

Brandon comes out from his room and sees the worried expression on my face, 

"You okay?"

I shrug, 

"My brother just updated me on all the crap going on back in my home town. I'm fine."

Brandon comes close to me, and wraps his arms around me, pulling me to his chest for a hug.

The top of my head barely hitting his shoulder, I wrap my arms around his torso and squeeze him back, needing the comfort he gives me. The calmness, the serenity I have felt since I moved here.

Brandon Keys had found his way into my little mending heart and I didn't know how to stop it from happening, or if I even wanted it to stop.

Closing my eyes I take a deep breath, breathing in the familiar scent that Brandon held. 

I feel his lips press into the top of my head and he hugs me tighter to him.

"I've got you Debria, don't worry. I'll always have your back," Brandon says into my ear gently.

I smile at the kind words, but pull away from the loving embrace, 

"Brandon you know I am still healing from Damon"

His eyes seem to want to plead with me, and yet he steps back and looks at me sternly, 

"You know I'm not going to give up."

"I know, and I don't want you to. But only because I don't want you going anywhere," I poke his chest playfully as we both smile softly at each other.

Brandon moves to cup my face and I duck under his arm and go towards the door.

"Lets go for a run or something," I suggest, pulling on my coat.

Brandon stands there, looking a little offended, 

"I thought the reason you came to find me two months ago was to reproduce and protect our Lycanthrope line."

Sighing I take my coat off and throw it over the back of the couch, 

"I don't know why I had the urge to see you. I'm sorry that I gave you that impression, and maybe that's what we will end up doing. But do not push me for my love and affection Brandon. Or I'll disappear." I growl to him.

"You can't run from this, from me Debria. This is what we were put on this Earth to do," He strides towards me and cups my face in his hands now, the warmth of his palm enveloping me, he makes me look at him, our eyes locking, he whispers, 

"Don't fight what you feel for me Debria."

I pause and bite my lower lip, closing my eyes as I think.

Opening , my eyes now, our eyes lock, and the moment is suddenly charged into a moment of intimacy.

Brandon strides forward, dipping his head low to kiss me deeply.

This is different. It is a feeling of closeness that isn't about proximity, but of belonging. 

This is a beautiful emotional state, we are both going to become one.

In a flash we are in his bedroom, me beneath him, our lips never leaving the others.

Brandon then runs one of his hands up my thigh and waist, coming up to touch my cheek, 

"Debria...do you want this."

My eyes search his, looking for doubt and finding none, 

"I want this, Brandon..."

Brandon smiles once, and it reaches his eyes, before dipping down to kiss my lips once more, sealing away our fate for the rest of the evening.