The Years to Come

Chapter Seven: Awkward Moments (Angel)

*Angel's POV*

I pull into the driveway of the Salvatore's house with a dumb hot guy glued to my arm. I climb out and the guy follows me.

"Ok you can go. I had my fun and you weren't supposed to get in the car. You go in there, your head will probably be ripped off," I warn.

"I'm coming in to protect you," He says staggering at my side.

"Way to go, Angel. You always manage to snag the drunk ones," I mutter to myself. I march forward and open the door. The front hall is destroyed; it looked like a hurricane went through there, or worse, Damon and Bri.

"Whoa. These guys are clean freaks," The guy says, staring at the mess. I roll my eyes and walk into the living room, careful to step over the debris.

"Well well well. If it isn't the Dark Angel," Damon glares at me, rubbing a limp Bri's back.

"And you brought a snack," Chandler bares his teeth.

"Still practicing, Jules?" I ask, staring at Julia.

"No, but I won't hesitate to blow you to pieces for ruining this family," she threatens. Skylar is in the corner, silent.

"Guys... I'm sorry," I say.

"Shut up, winged freak. We got a problem. I just got a text from Dean that he and Cameron are on their way. I didn't ask them to come. I hate Dean," Skylar glowers at her phone.

"I got a text from Julia to come," I say.

"I didn't text you," Julia spits.

"I got a text from Bri, but she didn't send it," Skylar says.

"Hi. I'm Flynn," the guy next to me says, smiling dumbly. Bri moans on the floor and her eyes snap open.

"Thanks Damon," she groans, rubbing her neck.

"What happened? That chick just came back from the dead," Flynn gasps.

"I lost control of my anger. I have trouble controlling it now that I'm invincible. The only problem is I have to turn my emotions back off right away or all the grief hits me," She says scrunching her face up. She whispers something to Damon, too quiet for humans to hear, but based on Damon and Chandler's faces, it wasn't good.

"She can't turn it off. It won't go," Damon mutters.

"Maybe she's hungry," Flynn suggests.

"That exactly what I need," Bri says, appearing at his throat. A horrible sucking sound fills the room and Flynn's limp body falls to the ground, everyone, even Damon, winces.

"Ugh! Its still not working," She cries, falling to her knees.

"Try again," I encourage, slightly frightened.

"Hello scary people of Mystic Falls!" A person yells, walking into the living room. Its Cameron and Dean. Dean adverts his eyes from Skylar who looks like she is about to kill someone.

"What are you doing here?" Bri asks through her sobs.

"Skylar told me to come," Cameron says.

"No I didn't," Skylar retorts angrily.

"What the hell is going on here?" Summer says. Matt is not with her.

"Summer," I breath out. It had been two years since I've even thought of her.

"Yeah nice to see you too," She says sourly.

"Ok so now everyone is here," Chandler says, pulling Julia to him.

"I need a drink," Skylar murmurs, walling towards the liquor cabinet.

"Make that two," I say. She hands me a cup of gin, giving me a small smile. This sparks a bit of hope in me. Soon everyone is drinking and the tension melts away.