Katherine was sitting on Caroline’s bed, a blood bag in her hand. Her stomach was healed and she was wearing one of Caroline’s tops. When she had finished the bag she gave it back to Caroline.
“Thank you” she said, though it took her quite some effort. They heard a car park. “I think your mother’s home”
Liz had been working really late. Caroline walked to the window and shoved the curtains. “No, it’s not mom” she rotated her head to the bed. “It’s Matt”
Katherine nodded and got up. “Yeah, I need to go home anyway”
“No, you can stay” Caroline said. “I’ll just talk to him outside”
As Katherine sank back on the bed Caroline rushed outside.
“What’s going on?” she asked Matt.
“Hello to you too” Matt said a little annoyed.
Not impressed by Matt’s mood Caroline said: “Why are you here, Matt? It’s 10.30 pm”
“Your mother told me what happened. She told me you were abducted by Stefan and some girl named Amber” Matt said.
Caroline crossed her arms and looked away.
“So, it’s true?” Matt asked to make sure.
Caroline averted her face to him. “Yes, Matt, if it makes you happy, yes, it’s true”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Matt asked a little hurt.
“What does it matter?” Caroline exclaimed raising her hands. “There’s nothing you can do about it”
“I know” Matt said soft, taking Caroline’s hands in his. “It’s just…the idea of you being there all alone…it breaks my heart”
“Well, you don’t have to worry” Caroline said. “Because I wasn’t alone…Tyler was with me”
Matt abruptly let go of Caroline and made a few steps backwards. “I…I have to go” he mumbled and he got back into his car.
Caroline watched him leave, feeling sorry for hurting him. But he’d asked her and she couldn’t lie.
When Matt’s car was out of sight she returned to the house. She went back to the room and saw Katherine had fled.
“Thank you” she said, though it took her quite some effort. They heard a car park. “I think your mother’s home”
Liz had been working really late. Caroline walked to the window and shoved the curtains. “No, it’s not mom” she rotated her head to the bed. “It’s Matt”
Katherine nodded and got up. “Yeah, I need to go home anyway”
“No, you can stay” Caroline said. “I’ll just talk to him outside”
As Katherine sank back on the bed Caroline rushed outside.
“What’s going on?” she asked Matt.
“Hello to you too” Matt said a little annoyed.
Not impressed by Matt’s mood Caroline said: “Why are you here, Matt? It’s 10.30 pm”
“Your mother told me what happened. She told me you were abducted by Stefan and some girl named Amber” Matt said.
Caroline crossed her arms and looked away.
“So, it’s true?” Matt asked to make sure.
Caroline averted her face to him. “Yes, Matt, if it makes you happy, yes, it’s true”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Matt asked a little hurt.
“What does it matter?” Caroline exclaimed raising her hands. “There’s nothing you can do about it”
“I know” Matt said soft, taking Caroline’s hands in his. “It’s just…the idea of you being there all alone…it breaks my heart”
“Well, you don’t have to worry” Caroline said. “Because I wasn’t alone…Tyler was with me”
Matt abruptly let go of Caroline and made a few steps backwards. “I…I have to go” he mumbled and he got back into his car.
Caroline watched him leave, feeling sorry for hurting him. But he’d asked her and she couldn’t lie.
When Matt’s car was out of sight she returned to the house. She went back to the room and saw Katherine had fled.
In zijn nieuwe memoires vertelt de voormalige Backstreet Boys-zanger Nick Carter dat hij nog steeds moet leven met de gevolgen van zijn vroeger drugs- en alcoholgebruik. "Ik heb er een depressie aan overgehouden", getuigt hij. Voor Carter is het alweer zes jaar geleden sinds zijn laatste drugs- en drankuitspatting. In zijn nieuwste autobiografie "Facing the Music and Living to Talk about It" beschrijft hij hoe hij op één nacht een dosis xtc, cocaïne en vodka achterover sloeg. In het Amerikaanse magazine Touch vertelt hij dat hij er spijt van heeft. "Dit had ik nooit moeten doen. Die drugs hebben iets kapot gemaakt in mijn hersenen, sindsdien heb ik last van depressie." De zanger laat ook weten dat hij achteraf gezien beter geen relatie had kunnen beginnen met Paris Hilton. "Toen ik met haar samen was, deden we niets anders als feesten." (Belga / Belga)
Katherine was sitting on a chair. A row of small stakes pinched each arm to the arm-rests and a special kind of muzzle kept her mouth shut. The muzzle also had stakes, smaller than the arm stakes, and they pierced through Katherine’s jaws. “I’m sorry for the inconvenience” Veronica said demeaning. “Actually, I’m not. You had this coming. You broke in here, you threatened me” She took a chair and put it down in front of Katherine. “Such a pity Derek chose the wrong side. If he hadn’t Damon Salvatore would be sitting next to you”
Katherine managed to produce a smirk.
“Oh, don’t be so smug” Veronica sniffed. “I’ll get to him. He’s the one that killed Kelsey. He will die a slow and painful death” she said, more to herself than to Katherine. She stood up and walked to a corner, where she picked up her cross-bow. “In the meantime” she said, while she aimed the crossbow at Katherine. “I have you to have fun with” and she fired.
Katherine managed to produce a smirk.
“Oh, don’t be so smug” Veronica sniffed. “I’ll get to him. He’s the one that killed Kelsey. He will die a slow and painful death” she said, more to herself than to Katherine. She stood up and walked to a corner, where she picked up her cross-bow. “In the meantime” she said, while she aimed the crossbow at Katherine. “I have you to have fun with” and she fired.