Damon Salvatore

Carol Lockwood walked into Tyler’s room, who was sitting on his bed, his iPod in his ears. She walked to the постель, кровати 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, Актёрское искусство careless, but doing his best to avoid his mother’s eyes. “Just some dude who needs to get laid really soon”
“These are pictures...

“So, what’s your story” Tyler asked. Now that he had someone to talk to his captivity had become less hard. “Who brought Ты here?”
Caroline sighed. “Stefan… And Amber” she said. “I was busy with the murder on Derek Janders and I found out who Amber Lindy, his girlfriend was. But when I wanted to warn Elena Stefan sneaked up on me and kidnapped me. And Amber put the files on огонь so all traces would be gone”
“What about your mother?” Tyler asked. “Doesn’t she wonder where Ты are?”
“I guess she’s compelled” Caroline сказал(-а) soft. She groaned. “I just want to...