Chapter 1

Third person POV.
At the grill.

"Caroline Forbes!" Liz Forbes yelled out as she walked in the grill. She wore he police suit on.
She spots her oldest daughter sitting at the table laughing with her friends.
"Caroline Forbes!" Liz walked straight up to her daughter. She crossed her arms over her chest and looked down with a disappointed look on her face.

"Oh, hey mom what's up?" Caroline asks, still laughing with her friends.
"Did you forget something, something IMPORTANT?" Liz asks. Caroline sat there thinking things through. Did she forget something big? Something important?

"Hmmm... no I dont think so...." Caroline said. Liz shock her head violently. "So Fawn, your younger sister isnt with you?" Liz asks. Caroline stops and shakes her slowly.

Liz shaked her head violently, her hands were on her hips. "Well shes not at the bus station. If she is not here or the bus station or at home, then where can she be?" She said.

Caroline just stared at her mom with a blank expression. Liz shock her head "did she contact you?" Liz asks.
Caroline shrugged her shoulder and grabbed her phone out of her bag. Liz grabbed her phone quickly.

"Hey!"

Liz looked at her daughters phone
"She has called you 42 times!!! 156 texts, and 23 voice males. How did you not know she was calling you!?" Liz said. She was mad. Liz was mad. She has been waiting for her youngest and last child. She has been gone for 2 years and now she can come home because she was getting just a bit better.

Fawn POV.
1:30 minutes ago.

I stood at the bus station waiting for my sister Caroline to pick me up. Caroline Forbes. She was late... by 2 hours. I have called her over 22 times and texted her 76 times. Left 3 voice mail.

"Hey.... Caroline..... it's your sister again... I was wondering if you.... remember that your supposed to pick.... me up from the bus station?" "But ummm.... if you get this text can you please come and pick me up.... please" I said over the phone. I hang up and looked around me.

I haven't been home since I was diagnosed with depression, anxiety, and anorexia. I was sent to a boarding school that helps with people. I was finally able to come home. It has been 2 years since I was sent there.

I waited another five minutes before I texted her again.

To. Caroline
Hey, Caroline. It's me, I was wondering if you were on you way? 😁
7:34 P.M.

I looked at my phone and checked the time again. 7:56 P.M.

I guess I will be walking home. Awsome. I grab my two duffle bags and my suit case. Then tried to grab my school bag but it didnt work. So I place everything back down. I grab my school bag and put that on first. Then flinged my heavy duffle bags on either shoulders. Then grabbed the handle of my suit case and started walking.

This is probably going to take a couple hours.

Third person POV.
Damon sat on the other side of the bar listening to Liz getting mad at Caroline. He was shocked to find out that the blondie has a younger siblings. How did he not know this. He simple could have used his plane to get Katherine out of the tomb.

"Hey.... it... it's Fawn.... I'm at the bus station.... I got off 30 minutes ago.... I'm just going to wait in side until it close". One of Fawns voice mail played.

Damon stopped drink his burbon. The voice... was the most beautiful voice he has ever heard before. And he was old, very old. He looked over to the group. Hearing her voice made his dead heart beat fast. His mark on his collarbone lightly burned.

"You knew she was coming back today. We talked about you picking her up at the bus station. Get in your car and help me find her" Liz said. She left the place and got into her cope car.

Caroline rolled her eyes and grabbed her bag. "Uhhggg... great. What a waist of time. She should have just stay at the boarding school" she said. She threw down a 20 dollar bill and walked sway from her friends.

Fawn POV.
3 hour and 45 minutes later I finally got to my street. I could see my house.
Ahead of me I see a cop car driving up. Mom jumps out of the car and rushed over. She grabbed the bags of me shoulders.

"Hey mom" "how was work" I said tiredly. She placed my bags into the back of her cop car. I walked and sat in front with her.

"Honey why didn't you call me?"
"Uh.... I did... but I think your phone died. I called Caroline, but I don't know if she was busy or if her phoned died" I said. She pulled into the front and we got out. We pulled my bags out of the car and we went into my old house. The house that I haven't seen for 2 years.

"Can you call or text Caroline and tell her that we have found you" mom said.
"Wait how long have you been looking for me?" I asks. "Just 36 minutes. Did Caroline text or call back. Around 36 minutes ago?"

"No...."

To. Caroline
Hey Caroline, mom found me. : )
9:56 P.M.

Third person POV.
Liz Forbes was mad, really mad. She has talked to Caroline about that her younger sister will be coming home today. She told her about when she should be there. You didn't need to take her home right away. You could go to the Grill, and she would come pick her up.

Caroline said yes for pick her up. She said 5 month's ago to that she would. She said yes 4 months ago. Same goes for 3 month, 2 months 1 months ago. Same as this morning, lunch and around 3 P.M. today. She said that she will pick her up but she didn't. And she didn't call her after her mom telling her to help find her. That's what got Liz so mad.

"Are you hungry, I could make you something, or we can go out and eat, or pick up?"
"Yeah I'm starving, pick up is fine" Fawn said. She placed her bag in her semi empty room.
"Ok do you want to come and get it with me or stay home?"

"I'll stay home" Fawn said. She lays on her bed and looked at the ceiling.

"Fawn, I'm very happy that you are back home" Liz said. Fawn sat up and smiled at her mom. "Its nice to be back home... it's nice" Fawn said.

Liz smiled and kissed the top of her head.
"I will be back very soon. What would you want?" "I'll have a bacon cheese burger and salad" Fawn said. Liz smiled and left the room.

Fawn POV.
10 minutes after mom left.
I walk down stairs and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

'Ding' 'dong'

It's 10 something at night who could this be?

I walk to the front door. Scratch my the side of my wrist where my mark is. I open the door and a guy stood there.

"May I help you?" I asks.
The itchy feeling dissapeared and the burning sensation came flying through my body.

I just found one out of four of my mates.

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