Spotting Lockwood slinking around the shelves in the library, Rebekah’s interest was piqued, not to mention she’d been searching for him, and hadn’t expected this to be the place where he’d be located. She’d had to resort to compulsion to glean his whereabouts, but Tyler’s…intelligence seemed lacking to designate him to a place full of books. Then again, she could be wrong.
She surveyed him for a moment, licking her lips as delicious thoughts crept into her mind, how she’d love to see Caroline’s face if she took her delectable little wolf right from under her nose. It’s not as if she was using him these days anyways, she was too preoccupied with her brother or Stefan. If Caroline thought she could take so many things of Rebekah’s without getting hit with a little vengeance, the perky blonde bitch was incredibly out of her league.
“Tyler.” Her accent thick and calling as she snuck up behind him, hand catching his chest. “What a surprise to see you here.”
Tyler needed to get out, he needed to run and he needed to get the hell out of this town for good, and sure he knew that leaving wasn’t going to put everything behind him and make him forget but it would at least make him stable, even if it was only for a little while and even if he wasn’t leaving anything nor anyone behind. Sure there was Caroline and they were still considered together, but ever since Chris’s death everything had been off between the both of them. They didn’t kiss like they used to, they didn’t say that they loved each other like they used to and they didn’t act like a couple like… they used to. That and she hadn’t even bothered to visit him after his mother’s death when he knew that she knew about it, and that she probably figured that it was Klaus that did it because who else would’ve done it besides him? Even more so when his hybrids went right along with her.
And somehow with him wanting to leave he ended up in the library of all places, thinking that this would be one spot that no one would find him and that he would somehow feel… better in even if he wasn’t the biggest fan of school. In fact he hated it, but that’s why he choose it as his little hide out for the night hoping that again no one would find him surrounded by books, his hood up and shielding himself from the world or at least he thought he was shielding himself until he felt a hand on his chest causing him to turn towards the female, brow raised in confusion as he stared at the original in front of him. “Rebekah? You were… the cellar – how the hell did you get out?”