Noah Schnapp - Will's Love Interest

Chapter Twentysix - Stefan or Damon

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I stood there dumbfounded by her words. Is she for real?

"Sorry? Your sorry? Your joking." I said.

"I-I'm not joking." She stuttered.

I blew air through by nose to represent a laugh, then rolled my eyes.

"Okay then, for what?" I asked.

"For everything." She said, but it was barely a whisper.

"Why do I feel like this is a trick?" I asked.

"Carley, just hear me out!" She said, pausing to see if I would object, "I have been rude, selfish, and just plain mean." She told me.

"No way! When?" I asked, sarcastically.

Ignoring my comment, she continued, "I-I guess I have just always been jealous." She told me.

I stood there for a second. I tried speaking, but no words came out. I was shocked.

"Why did you decide to tell me now?" I asked.

"I don't know honestly. Maybe- Well maybe I just need someone in my life, to call a friend. I'm tired out being mean to you. It was completely disrespectful of me. I shouldn't have been disrupting your life." She told me.

"Can I ask you a question?" I asked.

"Shoot." She told me.

"Why did you treat me badly like that last year, huh? Do you just think that now, since I am playing on a big TV show, you should apologize and make up with me to get attention? I finally started feeling whole again. Not as shy. Not as depressed. You are just going to take that all away from me again, like you always do!" I said, a burning feeling in the back of my throat.

Sierra stood there, wide-eyes. You could see the regret and sympathy in her eyes.

"Carley, I am so sorry. I am a stupid human being. I made mistakes and all I want to do is fix them at this point. Now, I am not telling you that you should forgive me now. That would just be unfair and heartless. I don't want to steal anybody from you." She told me, looking down at her shoes.

"You were jealous of me?" I asked.

"And still am." She added.

"Why?" I asked.

She lowered her head in disappointment, "You have always been the successful one, no matter what. From your singing to your new acting career. You were always so nice to everyone and, I don't know, I guess when I saw you at a low point, it kind of helped me feel better about myself." She told me.

I stared at her, with a lank expression on my face. Unbelievable.

"Wow." Was all I could get out. I was actually shocked. She just admitted to enjoying me suffer. What kind of human has the audacity to do that? A true, pure blood, bully, is who.