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 сказал(-а) 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 воротник and forced him toward the men’s room.
“Hi, babe” a guy сказал(-а) with a smirk.
Still holding Derek tightly she turned to the guy. “Leave. Ты didn’t see anyone”
The guy left. Caroline kicked all the doors open, to make sure the coast was clear.
“Can Ты let go of me, please?” Derek asked polite.
“Are Ты spying on us?” Caroline asked upfront.
“What? No! Who сказал(-а) that? I’m not spying on anyone, especially not Damon!” Derek spilled.
“Who сказал(-а) 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 Ты deserve no better” Caroline hissed. “Damon let Ты in his house, let Ты near Elena, and Ты stab him in the back. And for what, exactly? To serve a сука 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 Ты around any of my Друзья again I will kill Ты myself” Caroline threatened. She let go of him and he rushed out the men’s room.