Skylar

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A/N: Skylar's backstory (Shes telling it to Wanda) mini-chapter 

I thought the song Over the Love by Florence and the Machine worked well with this and it's also from The Great Gatsby Soundtrack which is set in the 20's so it kind of worked perfectly. All rightful owners, as usual, I own this story of Dylan, Skylar, and Wanda but I don't own any teen wolf characters. 

Special Guest: Paul Wesley 

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All my life I've tried to be happy, I've tried to love, and every time I let myself be happy I lose everything. In the 20's I fell in love. His name was Dylan. I met him in a speakeasy in December of 1920. 

He was outgoing, headstrong, and as soon as he walked in I noticed he was just like me

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He was outgoing, headstrong, and as soon as he walked in I noticed he was just like me. I walked up to the bar where all the men were sitting. All the women were sipping cocktails at little tables but I liked to make men feel weak. 

"One scotch on the rocks darling," I said winking to the bartender 

As I waited for my drink a man in between Dylan and I started to get a little rude. 

" Whores like you shouldn't even be allowed in here" the man ruffled 

I could tell Dylan was listening when I said " I wonder why they let you in then" 

He raised his hand up to hit me but Dylan swiftly stopped in mid-air. 

"That's no way to treat a lady," he said 

"What are you going to do it about it pretty boy?" the man asked looking to start a fight 

"Well-" he paused smacking the mans head into the bar 

"Thank you, sir," I said smiling 

" What's your name gorgeous," he asked 

"Skylar, Skylar Rumlow, and you?" 

"Dylan, Dylan Lawthorn, pleasure," he said kissing my hand 

"The pleasure is all mine, Mr. Lawthorn" 

"Please call me Dylan" 

"What do you say we go get a real bite to eat Dylan?" I said showing my fangs 

"I would love to" 

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It was like a fairytale, we truly loved each other. We would go to the speakeasy and dance every Friday. He was my king and I was his queen. 

 

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