Lana's POV

The entire drive back so far I have tried focusing more on the scenery outside. Landscapes, the music playing in my car, even the people inside the cars driving beside me. Just about anything you can think of, other than what I am going to say to Cara once I do get back to Artenia. I never gave it much thought before, considering I never planned on seeing her again, but that was stupid of me. I would have had to see her again eventually if her and Chuck continued to be friends. Of course I would've, but... how could I have been so forgetful this time? How? I just don't understand. Taking a deep breath, I pull back my foot from the gas just a bit, slowing down my speed just as I pass the sign welcoming me to Artenia.

God. It's all settling in now. This is really happening. Just thinking about it makes my stomach twist with nerves again. I reach my right hand down and into my box of cigarettes, cussing under my breath as I realize there aren't anymore. Fuck. Can this get any worse? I frustratedly throw the box aside and put the window down, letting fresh air roam through out the car. I breath it all in deeply and then out, letting myself relax as I am trying to do.

The drive all the way up to the gas station was about 30 minutes long, and the drive back was only half of that, so around 45 minutes in total. That isn't so bad.. I think. Maybe, she isn't even up yet. She probably has a spare key hidden in the front porch somewhere. Yeah, she probably does. I could easily get in and out the house without making a sound.

I make a left turn out of the main roads of Artenia and onto the little streets of it. I take the same route used to leave and quickly find myself on the lonely street of Cara's house. I pull up on the same parking space I had just 40 minutes ago in front of the house and cut the engine, taking a calming breath before putting the car in break and exiting the vehicle.

I walk up to the front porch and check under the mat once I get there, finding no key. I continue by checking on top of the door, in and under the flower pots and even under some rocks off of the porch, but still, find nothing. I could always just leave my wallet there and hitch hike all the way up to Los Angeles, I think to myself. But no, I can't. I need mostly everything in there. God. What did I get myself into? I work up my courage and slowly begin to walk up the steps of the white wooden porch. Once in front of the door, I ball up my fist and bring it up. Why did I have to forget it? How will I explain to her why I left, if she be awake by now or not? Ah just fuck it. I have to get this over with. I beat my knuckles down on the hard wooden door three times and take a step back, leaning my weight on my left leg as I wait. A few moments pass and I take a step forward, ringing the bell this time instead of knocking. I wait a few more moments and starting to grow impatient, I bring my hand up again to knock when suddenly, it swings open. Not only surprising me by the sudden movement, but by who is standing there when I look up, shirtless and hair disheveled.

"Lana?" he questions, getting a closer look at me as if to see if it is really me.

"Yeah," I answer. He opens the door wider and I lean my weight on my other leg, beginning to think of all the possibilities on why he is here. At this time. With no shirt. And messy hair.

"It's Stefan," he motions to himself. "I don't know if you remember me, but we met a couple weeks ago. I-"

"I remember." I cut him off. "What are you doing here?"

He opens his mouth and let's go of the door knob, I can see that he is a bit taken back by my tone, but I don't care. I want to know what he is doing here. With his shirt off. At this time, with his hair so out of control.

"Umm-"

"Stefan I-" Cara starts, coming out of nowhere. She stops at mid sentence once she see's Stefan not looking at her, but at me. "What are you looking at?"

She turns to me then, and I see her facial expression change from normal, to... surprised? Angry, even?

"What are you doing here," she says plainly, not exactly a question but more of a statement.

An:

This was originally suppose to be on the previous chapter, but I don't know what happened ): So here you go! Enjoy the two updates (: Follow, comment, vote! Xx