A large bag of chips, a two liter bottle of cola and a television. plus did one not need to get over a heartbreak, right? He let himself fall in the canapé and grabbed the remote controller. He pushed a button and the Simpsons came on. Homer Simpson was strangling Bart Simpson. “Ha, don’t toi just l’amour a classic?” Jeremy looked aside and saw Anna lying suivant to him, her feet comfortably on the coffee table. She put her hand in the bag and took some chips. “I hope toi don’t mind. Paprika are my favorite” she a dit and she put the chips in her mouth. “Is this your new strategy? jouer la comédie homy instead of freaking me out?” Anna shrugged. “It was getting kind of old” she said. She took the bottle, opened it and drank from it. “I can’t speak for Vicky, though. Girl’s a bit… not completely sane” “She’s not crazy!” Jeremy defended his death girlfriend. “She’s just…really troubled”
“Jeremy, who are toi talking to?”
Elena entered the living room and worriedly looked at her brother.
“No one” Jeremy quickly said, his head turning red. “The television” Elena looked at the TV. “Since when do toi watch The Simpsons? toi hate it” she a dit frowning. “Yeah, so does Bonnie” Jeremy explained. “Oh, I get it” Elena a dit understanding. She sank down suivant to him, Jeremy looked at the spot she sat on. “What? Am I sitting on something?” Elena quickly asked. Jeremy shook his head. “No, no. All’s clear” he a dit distracted. Elena lay her hand on his thy. “If it helps, I don’t get it either” she said. “Damon and Bonnie?” she asked unbelieving, plus to herself than Jeremy. “Bonnie and Damon?” Jeremy said, just as unbelieving as Elena. “What does she see in him?” “What does he see in her?” Elena fired back. Jeremy averted his head so fast he nearly snapped his own neck. He angry looked at his sister. “Bonnie is a great girl! She can have anyone!” he defended his ex-girlfriend. “Why do toi care anyway? You’re with Stefan, remember?” Elena felt her cheeks warm up and she focused on a stain on the coffee table. “This isn’t about Stefan” she said, not very convincing. “She dumped you. She hurt my little brother. I’m supposed to chienne about her”
Jeremy raised his eyebrows. “Are toi sure it’s just about that? Like, toi haven’t been to the Salvatore house since last week, when toi checked on Damon. I thought toi were working on something?”
Elena shrugged. “I’ve been thinking about it and it seems best if I just leave it to the police. I mean, it’s their job” she a dit bored. Jeremy nodded.
“Jeremy, can toi please tell your sister to get off my lap?” Anna asked. Jeremy’s face stiffened. “What’s wrong?” Elena asked. “Nothing” Jeremy said, forcing a smile.