InsaneJournal

Who: Tyler and Elena
Where: Apartment 602
When: Awhile after their conversation
What: Face to face time
Warnings: PG-13
Status: Complete





She didn’t want him there; it wasn’t a secret…Elena would have preferred to be left alone, instead of saddled with someone who was hell bent on helping her. Tyler wasn’t one of the Salvatore brothers; he’d never been wrapped around her finger, and he didn’t place her above everything else in Mystic Falls. Never had; whether that was good or bad…but he still cared. And more than anyone else in their circle, he knew what it was like to be ostracized. Everyone had turned their back on him when he was sired to Klaus; this was a little different…she’d flipped the switch to get away from the grief. And grief? Yeah, he had more experience with it than he ever wanted to. Now they were stuck in Hell; or supposed to be. It didn’t really feel that way to him. Hell was looking at the manor that had always belonged to his family and realizing that they were all gone. He had been on the run up to this point…why should he feel any different now?


There was Klaus too; he had given Tyler ‘permission’ to come back home. The arrogant son of a bitch. It made his blood boil just thinking about it. The kind of white hot anger that never truly went away. It was why he had doubled back to his apartment to begin with; grab a quick shower, change clothes, try to get his emotions back in check. Because he already knew Elena was going to push his buttons; she liked doing it now…and he wanted to go in there with a cool head, at least to begin with. There was his roommate too; a really attractive brunette, one that he had almost given a heart attack to when she woke up. But that was something that he could deal with later. She seemed nice enough; and he hadn’t tried to be a dick, just had a lot going on in his head, coming and going out of the apartment their shared pretty frequently.

His short hair was still damp as he made his way across the apartment complex; he could have taken the elevator, but Tyler elected on going the long way. Just bracing himself. She was going to bring up Caroline and Klaus. And that? Was a subject that he didn’t handle very well. Part of him just wanted to run outside, let the change happen, and be completely free. It’d be worth the pain; the odds of hurting someone, or killing them, was the only thing that kept it from happening. He knew what room she was in; Elena didn’t even have to tell him, her scent was pretty distinct, easily picked up. Sometimes having a little wolf in you was a good thing. He was walking down the long corridor, arms at his sides, dressed in an under armor shirt and shorts…Tyler had a feeling this was going to get pretty physical.

602. That was where he came to a halt; he knew that Elena was inside, could feel her, just as much as her scent was the strongest there. Probably could have heard her too, if he wanted to listen close. Raising his hand, he knocked loudly against the door, knowing she wasn’t going to just open it. “Lena, let me in.” A second knock followed just a few seconds later. He didn’t hear anyone else; which meant her roommate wasn’t in. She’d only mentioned him in passing; some guy named Roy. Why did it make him jealous? Tyler refused to dive into that question; he had always had a short fuse…it was a little bit better now after everything he had gone through, but not drastically so. Elena was going to do whatever she wanted. She had made that much clear from the get go. But he also knew she tolerated him a lot better than she let on; maybe it was arrogance, but Tyler was pretty certain that if she was going to have to be stuck with someone from Mystic Falls right then, he was going to be her number one choice.