Bad-Ass Stefan?

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Chapter 11: Bad-Ass Stefan?

Lydia:

Seriously, I have no idea what I'm going to do. What do you do when you find out your ex-boyfriend was planing on killing your-... (I don't know what to call him)... Neighbor? I kind of just let go of him and had to walk away.

I sat down on Stefan's bed and let everything set in.

My ex- boyfriend Lucas was a stalker? But how? I didn't understand anything that was going on. Someone needs to explain this and pronto.

Currently, Lucas just stood there with a smug look on his face. I'm fortunately at bow and don't have the need to rip Stefan's head off. But Stefan is naturally at Arrow, he's not doing so well.

"What the hell, man?" Lucas yells at Stefan now on the floor. Stefan wiped the smug look off of Lucas' face by giving him a right hook in the jaw! WOOP WOOP.

I'm surprised actually. Stefan was still adjusting to this.

"You little fucker." Stefan spat at him. "You can't just show up to MY house and try to KILL me. Also attempting to hit a girl, WHAT KIND OF FUCKER ARE YOU?!" Stefan said at first calmly and then increasing the volume kid his voice.

Lucas looked wide eyed at Stefan. Then he looked towards me.

Now he looked like a fish out of water.

"What am I doing here?" He questioned to us. Is he fucking with us right now? This is not the time.

"Cut the crap, you've been caught and there's nothing you can do. Stop." I said to him.

He was now holding his jaw in his hands. Spitting blood from his mouth. "Why am I bleeding? Did you punch me? What the fuck are you guys doing?" He asked like a total maniac. Seriously?! What the fuck?

"You seriously don't know what just happened do you?" Asked Stefan.

As if on cue Stefan's mom, Miriam came strolling through the door. "Stefan what's all that noise? I came early from work and I heard a strange voi-" she stopped talking as soon as she saw Lucas on the floor, next to blood.

"Help! These people are crazy, I'm glad I broke up with you, Lydia. Maybe you were planning on killing me instead of hanging out that night." He said so mockingly. My breathe hitched and I instantly knew arrow or not. He was gonna get his ass beat.

I was fuming towards him with my fist in the air, but Stefan beat me to it. He kicked his face in. I'm honestly surprised he hasn't gotten knocked out yet. Miriam gasped. Although the violence didn't surprise her, it was from who the violent action came from.

I looked up at Stefan with a look meaning thank you. He defended me. Even though I wish I got to hit him.

"Why am I even here. T-the last thing I remeber was seeing this strange guy coming towards me and sliltling my wrist." Lucas had said with a bit of a stutter. He was barely able to speak with the punch and kick Stefan gave him.

If he would have watched his mouth, maybe he'd be able to speak properly.

"Mom this is Lucas, he's a stalker and Lydia's ex who says he "doesn't know why he's here"," explained Stefan to Miriam. I quickly added, "Which is obviously a lie since he just had these crazy moves."

Miriam looked a bit shocked. Almost like she knew what was happening, and she was afraid.

Take him to my office downstairs for me Stefan since you can put him in his place, while Lydia come with me. We need to talk." She told me.

"Also hand cuff him to the pole in the middle of the room, and come join us. You might want to hear this" she continued as she exited the room.

I looked back at Stefan with a questioning look but followed her to I'm guessing the living room.

I quickly kept walking while hearing Lucas complain and yell saying he'll call the police.

Did she say pole? and in the middle of the room? Why would she have a pole?...

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This chapter was unedited, so I apologize for any mistakes. It was short but I haven't posted a chapter here in a while. Thought you'd might want it.

So what's up with Lucas forgetting why he's there?

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