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 đã đưa ý kiến 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 cổ áo and forced him toward the men’s room.
“Hi, babe” a guy đã đưa ý kiến with a smirk.
Still holding Derek tightly she turned to the guy. “Leave. bạn didn’t see anyone”
The guy left. Caroline kicked all the doors open, to make sure the coast was clear.
“Can bạn let go of me, please?” Derek asked polite.
“Are bạn spying on us?” Caroline asked upfront.
“What? No! Who đã đưa ý kiến that? I’m not spying on anyone, especially not Damon!” Derek spilled.
“Who đã đưa ý kiến 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 bạn deserve no better” Caroline hissed. “Damon let bạn in his house, let bạn near Elena, and bạn stab him in the back. And for what, exactly? To serve a chó cái, bitch 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 bạn around any of my Những người bạn again I will kill bạn 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 cổ áo and forced him toward the men’s room.
“Hi, babe” a guy đã đưa ý kiến with a smirk.
Still holding Derek tightly she turned to the guy. “Leave. bạn didn’t see anyone”
The guy left. Caroline kicked all the doors open, to make sure the coast was clear.
“Can bạn let go of me, please?” Derek asked polite.
“Are bạn spying on us?” Caroline asked upfront.
“What? No! Who đã đưa ý kiến that? I’m not spying on anyone, especially not Damon!” Derek spilled.
“Who đã đưa ý kiến 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 bạn deserve no better” Caroline hissed. “Damon let bạn in his house, let bạn near Elena, and bạn stab him in the back. And for what, exactly? To serve a chó cái, bitch 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 bạn around any of my Những người bạn again I will kill bạn myself” Caroline threatened. She let go of him and he rushed out the men’s room.
Damon raced outside and got into his car. He turned around the keys and drove onto the street. He then pushed the accelerator pedal and raced ahead.
He tried to keep his eyes open. He should have drunken some blood, if only just a little bit. He could almost feel his body breaking inside. But he had to stay awake long enough to get to the hospital.
Other drivers were hooting, because he drove from right to left and from left to right.
“Where did bạn get your driving license?!” someone yelled angry.
Damon felt his eyes fall down. The car drove for another few yards, while other drivers tried to avoid it.
Then the car drove off the road, turned over three times, landed on its upper side and caught fire.
He tried to keep his eyes open. He should have drunken some blood, if only just a little bit. He could almost feel his body breaking inside. But he had to stay awake long enough to get to the hospital.
Other drivers were hooting, because he drove from right to left and from left to right.
“Where did bạn get your driving license?!” someone yelled angry.
Damon felt his eyes fall down. The car drove for another few yards, while other drivers tried to avoid it.
Then the car drove off the road, turned over three times, landed on its upper side and caught fire.