This is so my favori chapter =)
Elena looked around and learned she was in Damon’s bedroom. She looked at her hands. They were covered in blood. That way she knew she didn’t just have a dream, she knew it meant something. Damon needed her.
She heard her phone ring and saw Alaric was calling her. Remembering what Stefan had a dit she picked up. Giving him no chance to say anything she said: “Damon’s not with you, is he?”
A little confused Alaric replied: “No, but Elena...something happened with Jeremy”
Fear came over Elena. No, not Jeremy too.
“Damon stabbed him, but it was really Emily. At least that’s what Jeremy says. And he’s completely fine now. He’s looking for you” Alaric ranted.
Elena shook her head. “Ric, is Jeremy alright?”
“Yes”
“Good, keep him away from the Boarding House” Elena said. “I have a strong feeling Stefan won’t be very friendly to him when he sees him”
“Elena, what’s going on?” Alaric asked, but Elena hung up. She took off her pajamas and put on her clothes and shoes.
She walked to the door and opened it…or she tried. She turned the doorknob, but it didn’t move. Stefan had locked her up. She banged the door.
“Stefan Salvatore, toi let me out of here right now!” she screamed.
“Sorry, Elena, but I can’t do that” Stefan said. Apparently he’d been waking at the door.
“Stefan, please, Damon needs me. I can feel that he needs me” Elena begged.
“Damon’s a vampire, older than a century, he can handle himself” Stefan a dit careless.
“Not this time” Elena reasoned. “Please, let me go”
“No” Stefan a dit heartless. “I can’t let toi run to him, Elena. I won’t”
Elena realized she wasn’t going to get any help from Stefan. She turned around and walked to the window. She grabbed a chair and threw it through the window, breaking it. It was pretty high and she was no hero, but she got over herself and stepped over the frame and climbed downstairs. She ran backwards, turned around and shrieked.
Stefan grabbed her arms. “I told toi I am not letting toi go”
His face changed and he aimed for her neck, as Elena screamed.
Elena looked around and learned she was in Damon’s bedroom. She looked at her hands. They were covered in blood. That way she knew she didn’t just have a dream, she knew it meant something. Damon needed her.
She heard her phone ring and saw Alaric was calling her. Remembering what Stefan had a dit she picked up. Giving him no chance to say anything she said: “Damon’s not with you, is he?”
A little confused Alaric replied: “No, but Elena...something happened with Jeremy”
Fear came over Elena. No, not Jeremy too.
“Damon stabbed him, but it was really Emily. At least that’s what Jeremy says. And he’s completely fine now. He’s looking for you” Alaric ranted.
Elena shook her head. “Ric, is Jeremy alright?”
“Yes”
“Good, keep him away from the Boarding House” Elena said. “I have a strong feeling Stefan won’t be very friendly to him when he sees him”
“Elena, what’s going on?” Alaric asked, but Elena hung up. She took off her pajamas and put on her clothes and shoes.
She walked to the door and opened it…or she tried. She turned the doorknob, but it didn’t move. Stefan had locked her up. She banged the door.
“Stefan Salvatore, toi let me out of here right now!” she screamed.
“Sorry, Elena, but I can’t do that” Stefan said. Apparently he’d been waking at the door.
“Stefan, please, Damon needs me. I can feel that he needs me” Elena begged.
“Damon’s a vampire, older than a century, he can handle himself” Stefan a dit careless.
“Not this time” Elena reasoned. “Please, let me go”
“No” Stefan a dit heartless. “I can’t let toi run to him, Elena. I won’t”
Elena realized she wasn’t going to get any help from Stefan. She turned around and walked to the window. She grabbed a chair and threw it through the window, breaking it. It was pretty high and she was no hero, but she got over herself and stepped over the frame and climbed downstairs. She ran backwards, turned around and shrieked.
Stefan grabbed her arms. “I told toi I am not letting toi go”
His face changed and he aimed for her neck, as Elena screamed.
They heard the door close and wondered who came barging in, until a familiar, female and British voice solved the mystery.
“Anyone home?” Rebekah called from downstairs.
“Ugh” Damon sighed. “I’ll go” He stood up and walked to the door, but when he wanted to open it, the door was slammed in his face and Rebekah barged in. She held a guy in her right hand and a blood bag in her left hand.
“What are toi doing here?” Elena asked tired.
“I came to apologize” Rebekah explained flighty, while she tossed the bag to Damon. “I was wrong to bite you. It’s just that I busted Stefan smooching with that vamp strumpet and toi look like her, so I got carried away. I don’t understand what it is that draws Stefan to women with your appearances. You’re not even that pretty”
“I appreciate your honesty” Elena commenté sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
“Anyone home?” Rebekah called from downstairs.
“Ugh” Damon sighed. “I’ll go” He stood up and walked to the door, but when he wanted to open it, the door was slammed in his face and Rebekah barged in. She held a guy in her right hand and a blood bag in her left hand.
“What are toi doing here?” Elena asked tired.
“I came to apologize” Rebekah explained flighty, while she tossed the bag to Damon. “I was wrong to bite you. It’s just that I busted Stefan smooching with that vamp strumpet and toi look like her, so I got carried away. I don’t understand what it is that draws Stefan to women with your appearances. You’re not even that pretty”
“I appreciate your honesty” Elena commenté sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
