Their friendship is long enough, a friend from childhood, their bond grew bigger and inseparable when Arianna lost her parent's. Paul and Aurora swear to always be with her but their friendship ends up collapsing. Nothing seems more complicated than seeing your childhood friend turn their back on you. It's all started with Paul and Aurora having feelings with the same girl, Arianna. Was this love or obsession? Things get more complicated when Arianna suspects that Paul's father was the one behind her parents death.
Chapter 1 The Salvatores home
Aurora Salvatore's mother, Mrs. Elena Salvatore, threatened her daughter with starvation if she didn't get out of bed immediately. Aurora, who was trying to sleep in during her summer vacation, complained about the unfair expectation placed on her as a female to wake up early and help with breakfast. The Salvatore family, including Aurora's two older vampire brothers, tried to maintain a normal life while hiding their true identities. Eventually, Aurora begrudgingly got out of bed and confronted her mother about the early wake-up call, citing gender discrimination. Mrs.
Salvatore pointed out that Aurora's brothers were already up and about, implying that her laziness was not justified. Despite her protest, Aurora finally got up and their usual morning routine continued, with a hint of Vampire humor lacing their interactions.
"You're not perhaps trying to bully our youngest, are you mom". Damon Salvatore, Aurora's second brother jokingly asked.
" So we just go for a run and next thing mom's trying to murder our youngest, the moral of the story is always take the youngest out for a run". Her eldest brother chipped in, Brandon is the first son of the salvatores
"Now big brother I understand that you're only showing concern for me, nobody wants to be in the news that their mother assassinated their beloved youngest child but how could you propose taking me for a run".
"What's going on? Did my kind gestures come out wrong". Brandon faked an horrified expression that had everybody holding in their laughter.
"Okay hold your high horses you all, if I don't say anything you guys would proudly let this go on and on forgetting your father deserves a breakfast before going to the office".
"It's not like he has to go to the office, he's just having too much fun playing the CEO role and flirting with all those girls in his office". Damon said with obvious disgust at their father's shameless uncovered acts.
"Damon, do you mind not expressing your thoughts every time at least learn to read the atmosphere and circle". Brandon says, looking intently at him.
"It's not like she doesn't know, it's a wonder how you keep up with him with a smile on your face really". Damon retorted
Brandon was sore inside of him, he looked like if their mother wasn't there he'd be digging Damon's grave graciously.
Mrs Salvatore's face had gone pale at this point, it's no surprise the kids are sick of their father's unruly attitude, but she still won't sit there and let her son crucify her husband.
" Damon, if you do not want to be kicked out of this breakfast table keep your mouth zipped".
"Yes mom". Damon replied , obviously displeased that their mom is still standing up for him.
" Brandon supervises the breakfast table getting set I'll go get your father". Mrs Salvatore walks out, obviously needing an escape before all this strong woman facade breaks off in the presence of her kids .
"Saint, this is not us but you". Mr salvatore explodes on the phone, obviously in a heated argument with whoever is on the other line of the receiver.
" Salvatore you keep forgetting but helping to cover up a crime is also a crime". The voice on the other end of the receiver is heard sounding exasperated.
"Oh now it's a crime that you came to me and I lent a hand to pull you out of trouble, Saint I never knew you were such an ingrate I wouldn't have bat an eyelid when you came crying in my house"
"Salvatore you know I'm not trying to shift blame around here I'm just trying to state facts, if she keeps on digging around like this we're going to get found out in no time and I am sure you are as aware as I am what that means". The person on the other end of the phone sounds frustrated already at this point.
"This is exactly what I'm talking about, saint . I want to know why you keep using we, our , it's not us it's you, okay".
"Well I can assure you that when that lady finds out the truth she would not be in a mood to hear what part you played and what part you did not alright".
"Well I don't exactly care what you want to do this time around but you can trust my words that I would not be playing any part in it ".
Mr salvatore ends the call obviously displeased by the turn of things
"Why did that girl have to start digging around and could not just let the sleeping dog lie so annoyingly".
Mrs Salvatore has at this point gotten up to the room she shares with her husband only to hear him having a heated argument with someone and it seems about a girl again.
Kop,kop
"Yes, come in". Mr Salvatore answers the knock on the door.
"Well, breakfast is ready and served. Would you be joining us at the table"?
"Yeah, I would like to have a conversation with the kids as well, I'll be down in a few minutes".
"Alright". She starts to walk away and stops halfway at the door.
" Is everything alright, I think I heard you arguing with someone as I approached the room, everything is fine?"
"Yeah, just some issues at work, nothing much".
"Alright join us at the table, we'll be waiting for you".
She is not convinced and thinks it's probably some girl issue again.
" I just don't want to see anything in the news that will mortify the kids any further".
"Kids, are you done setting the table".
"Everything in its place asides the food itself". Aurora replied looking like she wished the food would make a magical appearance on her plate, obviously hungry and tired of seeing empty plates .
"Aurora, come help me serve the food, your dad will be right downstairs. I want everyone to have their best attitudes when your dad gets here. Are we clear?"
"Sounds more like a threat than a question, we get the gist mom". Damon replied obviously his mood had not improved from when his mom went upstairs.
Mr Salvatore is seen descending the stairs, looking unaware of the argument that had taken place just a minute ago. He gets to the table and sits where everybody else takes their seat after.
"Did the cat get all your tongues? Do you guys get worse daily, now you do not even bother to say the morning greetings to your father".
"Good morning dad" . All three of them chorused.
" You are cutting this child way too much slack, imagine if we had a guest over I'd be too embarrassed to eat". Mr Salvatore complains this time obviously directed at the wife.
"Like we'd listen to her, even if she says anything and I think you do know she says something so maybe the fault is elsewhere". Damon retorts.
" You would talk in no such way to your father Damon". Mrs Salvatore snaps, obviously annoyed that they cannot have a single meal in peace.
"I'm sorry mom". He apologises grudgingly.
"Let us eat".
There's a long awkward silence at the table at this point, nobody wants to start a conversation so the food can just be devoured in peace.
After a while Mr Salvatore decides to break the silence.
" When do you boys want to start working at the company?" Silence once again envelopes the room.
"You both are playing dumb now right?"
"Well I want you both to enter the company before the end of this month. I believe you have spent enough time playing around, especially you Brandon and that's my final words" He stands up and leaves the table.
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