Chapter 8: The Whole World Against Us

I do not own The Vampire Diaries or any of the characters in this story (except for Melody and a few others). All rights go to L.J Smith and Kevin Williamson.

*Melody's POV*

As I apply my makeup at my dresser I ponder over all the events that have occurred recently. So I was kidnapped, introduced to the world of vampires and witches, accused of not being one hundred percent human, gained respect for Damon just to have it town away again when he pinned me against a tree by the neck, oh and I was stuck in tomb full of nasty smelling and moisturizer needing vampires. God how I wish that was just some freakishly vivid nightmare.

On the bright side, Aidan is finally enrolled in pre-school which will spare me from having to find a babysitter every time I need to work, and it also ensures that he's safe from my father. Speaking of which, luckily he only showed up once in the last week or so, unfortunately it left me with a black eye that has just faded.

With a sigh I finally finish applying my mascara and then stand up to give myself a final look. My long curls look surprisingly tamed for once and my makeup looks acceptable. Sadly I've noticed that nearly all my clothes are a lot looser lately due to the fact that food in the house is pretty scarce. Even with my job I'm just barely managing to pay the bills, so any food I do get I immediately give to Aidan.

As Aidan and I leave the house hand in hand and head towards his new pre-school, I try my best to comfort him and prepare him for the fact that he won't be with me all the time anymore and that although there's going to be plenty of new people at this place, I'm sure he'll make friends right away. I can tell my poor little man is nervous by the tight grip he has on my hand, and if I'm honest with myself, I'm nervous too. I hate the idea of him being with strangers every day and the fact that he's growing up so fast, but it's one of those steps in life we both just have to take.

"Hello, I'm Melody Parker and this little guy here is Aidan." I say to the middle-aged woman with short black hair and a friendly smile, while tugging Aidan from behind my legs.

"Hi I'm Marissa, it's a pleasure to meet you." she smiles while shaking my hand, "Hello Aidan, we've been expecting you here. I promise you you're going to have so much fun and make plenty of friends. Why don't you head over there and start colouring with the other kids? I'll be over soon to see your amazing drawing" she says softly to Aidan while crouching.

Aidan glances at me asking for permission and I simply nod my head and watch him as he runs off. "I'm sorry my father hasn't been in contact, he's just on a very busy business trip" I explain innocently.

"No worries, I understand, and I can assure you that we'll take the best of care with Aidan" she smiles sweetly.
Suddenly a subtle light begins developing around Marissa, I blink my eyes repeatedly but it changes nothing. Individual colours become distinct, Aqua and then light blue and finally white. Without warning I'm suddenly hit with a tide of emotions as each colour is displayed, first protection, then understanding and finally goodness.

"Um th-thank you. I really appreciate it. I, ah, have to go now. But it was, um, nice meeting you." I mutter, feeling my cheeks becoming soon as I leave the building I take in a well needed breath of fresh air. I think I'm finally losing my mind.

*Elena's POV*

"Alaric's wife might have been your mother?" Stefan asks incredulously. I wouldn't blame him, it even sounds outrageous to me, I mean what are the odds?

"It can't be true, right? I mean, the coincidence alone is just crazy. I have the address for her friend Trudie." I reply, remembering the address I have in my back pocket that's been feeling like an anchor ever since I've been handed it.

"You wanna talk to her?"

"I don't know. I... I-I don't know. If it's true and they are the same person, that means that my birth mother is dead, and I don't know if I could handle that." I'm never usually this scared of finding out the truth, but I don't think I could handle knowing the fact that I've lost two mothers.

"Elena, did Jenna tell you anything about Alaric's wife? How she died?" he asks intensely.

"Just that she was killed and the case was never solved. You knew that already?" I ask confused. I feel like there's something he's not telling me, but I know that if it's important enough he will, so I let it go.

"The night at the school when he attacked me, he told me some things about her death." he replies.

Suddenly I'm starting to think that maybe it is possible such a big coincidence to be true, "Well-" I begin before he cuts me off.

"No, no. It's not possible. The coincidence is-it's too much. Now, listen, if you do decide to go talk to Isobel's friend, I'll go with you. Yeah?"

"I just don't know what I'm gonna do yet." I answer, which I honestly don't. Plus there's also the fact that I feel like if I do decide to visit this woman, this is something I need to do on my own.

"I should get going. I gotta go deal with Damon." he says while preparing to leave.

"How's he doing?" I ask concerned. I'm afraid of what Damon will do in his current state of mind, I'm well aware of what he's capable of and the last thing I want is anybody getting hurt.

"He's dealing in his own way." Stefan answers unconvincingly. In his own way? That could mean anything. I shiver at the thought of what he could be doing. "Have you heard anything from Melody?" he adds.

With a sigh I recall how my best friend hasn't contacted me since the entire incident at the tomb. Stefan filled me in on what happened before she went home that night and I know exactly how she feels. "No she hasn't answered any of my phone calls or emails" I frown.

"Just give her some time, she'll come around" he says while wrapping his arms around me. I exhale loudly as I snuggle into his chest.

"I know, it's just that I know how it feel to have all of this thrust upon you without warning. I just wish I could be there to explain it all to her and to help her deal with it in her way. That's what best friends are for."

*Melody's POV*

After the incident with Marissa I spent fifteen minutes freaking out before deciding that I need to calm myself down, get my thoughts under control and pray for advice. Which is why right now I'm sitting in front of my mother's grave with hot tears pouring down my face and my body shaking with every sob that escapes.

"Mom I just don't know what's real anymore. Everything is messed up. Vampires aren't supposed to be real, they're the scary stories you tell children at Halloween, not the people you go to school with." I manage to say once I calm myself down.

"I thought the only thing I had to protect Aidan from was our father, I didn't realise the whole world was against us too." I sob, causing fresh tears to pour down my face.

I sit and stare at my mother's grave for a few moments, remembering all the good memories I have of her. Then my mind takes a dark turn as I start to think about her death. I was always confused by her death, they said an animal had attacked her, and yet there wasn't any bite marks besides the one on her neck-

"Oh god. No, no-no please." I beg as realisation hits me.

She wasn't killed by any animal. This had vampire written all over it.