Caroline was sitting at the bar in Mystic Grill, waiting for Derek. She had spotted him in the café a lot lately, but she had always thought he was just hanging around. Now she knew better. Derek didn’t just hang around. He kept his eyes and ears open to make sure he absorbed every important detail any of them a dit and then he’d hurry back to Veronica to spill the gossip.
The door opened and Derek appeared. He noticed Caroline at the bar and he sensed trouble, but as fast as he was, Caroline was faster. She grabbed his collier and forced him toward the men’s room.
“Hi, babe” a guy a dit with a smirk.
Still holding Derek tightly she turned to the guy. “Leave. toi didn’t see anyone”
The guy left. Caroline kicked all the doors open, to make sure the coast was clear.
“Can toi let go of me, please?” Derek asked polite.
“Are toi spying on us?” Caroline asked upfront.
“What? No! Who a dit that? I’m not spying on anyone, especially not Damon!” Derek spilled.
“Who a dit anything about Damon?” Caroline asked smug. She put up her hand when Derek tried to confine the damage he’d done. “Don’t try to talk yourself out if it. I know everything. Keith told me you’ve been spying on Damon”
Derek swallowed. “Please don’t tell Damon. He’ll kill me if he finds out” he begged.
“And toi deserve no better” Caroline hissed. “Damon let toi in his house, let toi near Elena, and toi stab him in the back. And for what, exactly? To serve a chienne who thinks she’s better than everyone else in this town?”
“She’s scary” Derek defended himself weakly. “I tried to quit a few times, but I’ve always regretted it afterwards. So, I’m sorry, but I’m choosing the winning side”
“If I see toi around any of my Friends again I will kill toi myself” Caroline threatened. She let go of him and he rushed out the men’s room.
The door opened and Derek appeared. He noticed Caroline at the bar and he sensed trouble, but as fast as he was, Caroline was faster. She grabbed his collier and forced him toward the men’s room.
“Hi, babe” a guy a dit with a smirk.
Still holding Derek tightly she turned to the guy. “Leave. toi didn’t see anyone”
The guy left. Caroline kicked all the doors open, to make sure the coast was clear.
“Can toi let go of me, please?” Derek asked polite.
“Are toi spying on us?” Caroline asked upfront.
“What? No! Who a dit that? I’m not spying on anyone, especially not Damon!” Derek spilled.
“Who a dit anything about Damon?” Caroline asked smug. She put up her hand when Derek tried to confine the damage he’d done. “Don’t try to talk yourself out if it. I know everything. Keith told me you’ve been spying on Damon”
Derek swallowed. “Please don’t tell Damon. He’ll kill me if he finds out” he begged.
“And toi deserve no better” Caroline hissed. “Damon let toi in his house, let toi near Elena, and toi stab him in the back. And for what, exactly? To serve a chienne who thinks she’s better than everyone else in this town?”
“She’s scary” Derek defended himself weakly. “I tried to quit a few times, but I’ve always regretted it afterwards. So, I’m sorry, but I’m choosing the winning side”
“If I see toi around any of my Friends again I will kill toi myself” Caroline threatened. She let go of him and he rushed out the men’s room.
They heard the door close and wondered who came barging in, until a familiar, female and British voice solved the mystery.
“Anyone home?” Rebekah called from downstairs.
“Ugh” Damon sighed. “I’ll go” He stood up and walked to the door, but when he wanted to open it, the door was slammed in his face and Rebekah barged in. She held a guy in her right hand and a blood bag in her left hand.
“What are toi doing here?” Elena asked tired.
“I came to apologize” Rebekah explained flighty, while she tossed the bag to Damon. “I was wrong to bite you. It’s just that I busted Stefan smooching with that vamp strumpet and toi look like her, so I got carried away. I don’t understand what it is that draws Stefan to women with your appearances. You’re not even that pretty”
“I appreciate your honesty” Elena commenté sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
“Anyone home?” Rebekah called from downstairs.
“Ugh” Damon sighed. “I’ll go” He stood up and walked to the door, but when he wanted to open it, the door was slammed in his face and Rebekah barged in. She held a guy in her right hand and a blood bag in her left hand.
“What are toi doing here?” Elena asked tired.
“I came to apologize” Rebekah explained flighty, while she tossed the bag to Damon. “I was wrong to bite you. It’s just that I busted Stefan smooching with that vamp strumpet and toi look like her, so I got carried away. I don’t understand what it is that draws Stefan to women with your appearances. You’re not even that pretty”
“I appreciate your honesty” Elena commenté sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
