Tyler's POV
"Thank you, Caroline." I kiss her cheek. "No problem. You know you can always come to me." She tells me, making me smile. "I know. That's why I love you." She hears me say. "I love you too." Caroline reply's, grabbing my hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.
Everyone was so against us being together. They all thought I was using her. And, honestly, at first, I was. I was using her for the sex. Just like I did any other girl. But.. Caroline changed me. For the better. She taught me how to love.
She taught me manners and that girls aren't just for sex. I do know that some people are still against our relationship because they think I'll break her heart. Which, isn't true. Now, my father, on the other hand, doesn't want us to be together because he wants me to be with someone who's... "richer."
Which makes no sense. Love is love. He's my dad and he should support me. He's overreacting. He beats the living shit out of me if he doesn't get his way. You don't even know how many times Caroline has had to put makeup on me to cover up bruises and such. It hurts. Not because he's hitting me but because he's my dad.
Growing up, I looked up to him more than anything. He was my hero and now... I don't want anything to do with him. And that's what hurts the most. My mom doesn't mind Caroline and I being together. She supports it, actually. That's the only reason I didn't want to leave my house. Because of my mom. She's there by herself now. Well, she has my dad but.. Im the one who usually checks up on her.
I make sure she's fine and everything. My dads a douche who doesn't give a fuck. I will check up on her. Everyday. I just have to make sure my dads not there. I don't need him following me and finding out where Caroline and I are now living. Because if he does, he won't leave me alone until he convince's me to move back or break up with Caroline. Which won't happen.
Stefan's POV
"Damon.. who is?" I ask, adding fake confusion in my voice even though I know who. "C'mon, Stefan. You know who." My older brother sits on the couch. A silence fills the room. "That's not good. Why the hell is she back?" I ask, trying not to yell with anger. "I don't know, Stefan. But I suggest you try staying the hell away from her. Maybe try staying at Elena's place or mine. Remember, she knows where you live." He reminds me, making me groan with frustration.
"I can't stay at Elena's." I mumble. "Why the hell not? You two broke up or something?" He asks as I scoff. "No.. of course not. I just.. I don't want her finding out where Elena lives. And I don't want her finding out where you and Lexi live. I'll just stay at a hotel." I tell Damon but he shakes his head. "Are you sure? We don't mind-"
"I'm sure, Damon. I don't mind. As long as nobody else is in danger, I can stay at some hotel." I interrupt him.
"I just wanna know why the hell shes back," I run my fingers though my hair. "She's been gone for almost three years now." I grab my food and start eating them now that they've cooled down. "I don't know, brother. I would just start packing if I were you." He suggests and I nod my head. "Yeah. I guess so." A silence fills the room until the door burst's open.
"Who the hell is Katherine?!" Elena's angry voice echoed through my apartment.
Authors note: Short chapter, I know. I apologize but, here it is.
