trepide

“Should I text Jake?” Caroline asked suddenly frowning as she leaned against the bathroom sink. The bright florescent lights of the bathroom painted a sharp contrast to the darkened club on just the other side of the door. From behind it a loud thumping base was all that was distinguishable. “I heard he’s back in town, I should probably text him.” Somewhere in the back of her head Caroline was shaking herself snapping out that that was the stupidest idea in the world. Because she was over him, honestly and truly she was over him, if anything she wouldn’t mind being his friend because Caroline would of course always care about him. He was her first love, even if he broke her heart more often than he made her happy, and jerked her around from break up to rekindling to break up to rekindling all a consistent and vicious cycle up until he left. She was at a place now where she could just be friends with him, but texting him while she was drunk and admittedly feeling a sudden wave of loneliness was a recipe for trouble. “Yeah, I should totally text him.” She nodded to herself glancing over at Diana for confirmation, and maybe a bit of it did have to do with the girl who’d just been in the bathroom sobbing to her friend about her ex-girlfriend dumping her again. “I mean maybe the fifteenth time is the charm?” Caroline offered unsurely glancing up at the speckled ceiling another wave of loud music coming through the door as it opened and closed again. “But then I would have to kiss him.” Her nose wrinkled at the thought, she really didn’t want to have to kiss him anymore. Dating him again meant kissing him again, that was a connected portion of it. Maybe it bothered her because of Faye? But it also felt like just something to do with his face now. Usually someone having something she wanted made her want it more. “Gross.”

@ofletum

“good afternoon love.” kol smirked looking over at the witch. “i’m doing wonderful and yourself?” he asked, not caring in the slightest about the answer.in fact, he didn’t even give her time to respond before continuing. things like small talk and patience didn’t exactly come easily to the original.  “where are you headed? to the mansion? do you need a ride?”

A calloused breath of laugh unintentionally fell past her lips as Diana’s words filled the shells of her ears. Despite the other’s offer, Faye’s stubborn nature did not waver as her body remained planted on the exact same spot. “I think I’m perfectly capable of standing up by myself.” At that moment, she used the entirety of her body strength to hoist herself upward, but to no avail. Sighing loudly, the brunette reached out to clasp Diana’s hand, conveying her surrender. She hauled herself back onto her feet and immediately loosened her hand out of the girl’s grasp. “Thanks,” she mumbled. “I must admit I’m a little underwhelmed. I would’ve thought you’d turned green and started sporting a broomstick by now.”

THEY HADN’T SEEN ONE ANOTHER in what felt like forever. elena would’ve been lying if she said things didn’t feel different. she knew the girl once as a friend but with recent ties to the man who would’ve happily killed her, the doppelganger had her reservations. yet now here they were, standing face to face and within seconds elena was left feeling rather uneasy. “uh, yeah, awhile.” she was short, taking deep breaths before speaking once more. “i’m…good. yeah, i mean, all things considered. how—how have you been, diana?” 

A guy his age out this late at night probably meant he was up to no good, but Scott really wasn’t at all like guys his age. While most were holding beers, he was drinking coffee like the market had crashed. Speaking of crashing. “Woo,” Scott came to a quick stop at the bottom of the stairs. “that almost ended horribly. Imagine going to the hospital for coffee burns? Not a good look.”

“Diana!” The blonde cheered brightening instantly, taking several long steps to wrap the other girl up in a hug. “I’m—” She paused trying to sum up a deciding word for how she was feeling something positive, something good. All there was however was a bleak blank and turned backs, so she threw on her patented pageant smile and rambled. “—good. Great actually, I graduated with my bachelor’s earlier! You totally missed it, if I knew you were coming home I would have sent you an invite to see if I could lure you back sooner.” Clapping her hands together she bounced once on her toes, Caroline couldn’t believe her luck. Finally somebody who was back who wasn’t ignoring her. Potentially, hopefully, that is. “But you’re here! So who cares, tell me everything you’ve been up to.”

Faye treaded along the sidewalk at a quickened pace, the sound of her heels sharply punctuating the cobblestone beneath her. Losing her footing, gravity hauled her body downward and she hit the ground with a loud THUD. She cursed loudly as she attempted to scramble to her feet, but only seemed to fail as a result. Dark irises caught sight of a figure approaching her, prompting an audible huff to slip past the girl’s lips. “Just when I thought this day couldn’t get any worse,” she rasped, as she shifted into a more comfortable position on the ground. “If only I smacked my head on the concrete. At least that would’ve spared me from the displeasure of your company.”

ALLISON ARGENT WAS AT A LOSS FOR WORDS  ,                        dark colored eyebrows crinkled together as she paused in her steps. it felt like it has been a while since she set eyes on her cousin &  the worry still remains –  she has always been a SAVIOR with a hero complex  ; always needing to save everyone.  with diana …. it was different. how do you save someone who doesn’t want to be saved ?  but it was still relieving to see her.  “ well hello stranger. “  bright smile dipped on her fair face.  “ i think i should be asking you that. “