chapter thirty
(the frost)AFTER JACK had gotten home, dropped off by Jaime, it was nearly one in the morning. Way past what time he had told Klaus he'd be home. As soon as he walked through the front door and he stood behind it, shutting his eyes and letting out a happy laugh.
Tonight felt good, like something he really needed. He found everything about Jaime so intoxicating. He just needed to know everything about him.
"Jack" Klaus said walking toward him with an angry expression. "Where have you been, god you reek. . .of werewolf. Where were you?" he asked confused.
Jaime was a werewolf? No that couldn't be he seemed so. . .normal.
Jack's smile immediately wiped off of his face. "Uh, I, uh, saw a movie" he managed to stutter out. "Yeah, I saw this new Marvel movie" he added trying to sound less unsure of what he was saying.
Klaus's angry expression fell off for a moment and then came back. "Start packing your stuff, we're leaving as soon as those Salvatore brothers bring me the rest of those stakes" he explained. Walking out of the room before Jack could argue.
Jack's face fell, they were leaving Mystic Falls?
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THE WEEKEND seemed very dull. Jack found out Finn was killed Friday night while he was out. He felt so selfish. How stupid was he to think he could have one happy night without death following. Sure he never was close with Finn since he seemed psychotic, but he was still Jack's brother. And now he was dead.
And so following to Monday morning, the sleep deprived teenager went to school, the only thing to look forward to was seeing Jaime again.
Before he understood what was happening Rebekah linked arms with him and walked him toward the cafe. "Come on, brother. It's been a while since we've hung out" she said to answer his confused glare.
Once Jack and Rebekah walked into the cafeteria he noticed a group of teenagers decorating the cafe. "We're throwing another dance?" he asked confused. He hadn't know they were throwing another dance.
Rebekah smiled, "The Roaring 20's. It was my idea, of course" she said pleased with herself.
Jack saw Caroline burst into the cafe with an unpleased look. She strutted toward a helpless Matt. Who clearly didn't know what the hell he was doing.
"What is this?!" Caroline yelled, as soon as she got to Matt.
Jack winced, feeling bad Matt was taking the heat from Caroline. He had been on the receiving end one to many times to know it wasn't fun.
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