Carol Lockwood walked into Tyler’s room, who was sitting on his bed, his iPod in his ears. She walked to the lit and threw a collection of photographs on it. Tyler put out his earphones and looked at the photographs. “What is this?” he asked, pretending to be dumb.
“I found this in our mail. There was a note with it. ‘Dear Mrs. Lockwood, you’re son’s a werewolf. Have a nice day’” Carol said. “Who is this person, Tyler?”
Tyler shrugged, jouer la comédie careless, but doing his best to avoid his mother’s eyes. “Just some dude who needs to get laid really soon”
“These are pictures of you” Carol said, picking up one of them and montrer them to her son. “Of toi turning into a monster” she continued and Tyler shivered par that choice of words.
“Ever heard of Photoshop, mom? It’s a program to éditer pictures and if you’re really good toi can do some really awesome things, like putting someone’s head on someone else’s body. ou making me look like a werewolf” Tyler a dit nervous.
“Where were you?” Carol asked. “You’ve been gone for weeks. Some girl tried to compel me to believe toi were with Caroline, but I had vervain on me. So, where were you?”
“Why didn’t toi ask me yesterday, when I got back?” Tyler now fired back.
“Because I hoped you’d have the aristocracy to come to me and tell me yourself” Carol a dit reproachful. “So, I ask toi again, where were you?”
“I was with Caroline” Tyler a dit truthfully.
But Carol didn’t believe him and thus she walked out of the room, slamming the door shut.
“I found this in our mail. There was a note with it. ‘Dear Mrs. Lockwood, you’re son’s a werewolf. Have a nice day’” Carol said. “Who is this person, Tyler?”
Tyler shrugged, jouer la comédie careless, but doing his best to avoid his mother’s eyes. “Just some dude who needs to get laid really soon”
“These are pictures of you” Carol said, picking up one of them and montrer them to her son. “Of toi turning into a monster” she continued and Tyler shivered par that choice of words.
“Ever heard of Photoshop, mom? It’s a program to éditer pictures and if you’re really good toi can do some really awesome things, like putting someone’s head on someone else’s body. ou making me look like a werewolf” Tyler a dit nervous.
“Where were you?” Carol asked. “You’ve been gone for weeks. Some girl tried to compel me to believe toi were with Caroline, but I had vervain on me. So, where were you?”
“Why didn’t toi ask me yesterday, when I got back?” Tyler now fired back.
“Because I hoped you’d have the aristocracy to come to me and tell me yourself” Carol a dit reproachful. “So, I ask toi again, where were you?”
“I was with Caroline” Tyler a dit truthfully.
But Carol didn’t believe him and thus she walked out of the room, slamming the door shut.
Katherine ran to Fell’s church and climbed down. Rebekah had grabbed the phone out her hands and told her how stupid she was.
“They’re using toi to find that witch, toi idiot!” she had snapped.
Katherine hurried to the tomb and opened it. “Get out” she a dit to the weak Bonnie, who was lying close to the door. Katherine grabbed her hand and Bonnie shrieked. It was the hand with the hurt finger. “Come on, get out. I need to déplacer you” Katherine a dit agitated. She dragged her out of the tomb, ignoring her cries.
But as soon as Bonnie was out of the tomb Katherine felt two hands on her shoulders that pushed her forward. She fell and turned around to see Caroline helping Bonnie stand up. “What the hell are toi doing?” she asked. Caroline looked up. “I can ask toi the same question” she fired back. She bit her wrist and forced Bonnie to drink, so her wounds would heal. “Come on, I’ll bring toi home”
“Where is that?” Bonnie asked depressed.
“They’re using toi to find that witch, toi idiot!” she had snapped.
Katherine hurried to the tomb and opened it. “Get out” she a dit to the weak Bonnie, who was lying close to the door. Katherine grabbed her hand and Bonnie shrieked. It was the hand with the hurt finger. “Come on, get out. I need to déplacer you” Katherine a dit agitated. She dragged her out of the tomb, ignoring her cries.
But as soon as Bonnie was out of the tomb Katherine felt two hands on her shoulders that pushed her forward. She fell and turned around to see Caroline helping Bonnie stand up. “What the hell are toi doing?” she asked. Caroline looked up. “I can ask toi the same question” she fired back. She bit her wrist and forced Bonnie to drink, so her wounds would heal. “Come on, I’ll bring toi home”
“Where is that?” Bonnie asked depressed.