Elena and Derek were both in the Boarding House. Elena was wearing matching trousers and camisa, camiseta and her hair was in a ponytail. There was a determined expression on her face and she aimed a stake at Derek. He grabbed her arm and turned it around.
“Oww, oww, oww” Elena moaned and Derek let go of her.
“You’re going to have to be a lot faster” Derek reproached.
Elena drove the stake in his stomach and he gasped. “Is that fast enough?” Derek nodded and he pulled the stake out. He gave it back to Elena. “Do tu need blood?” Elena asked.
“I’m good” Derek said. He lifted his hand and wanted to slap her, but she grabbed his hand and staked him again. “You’re getting better” Derek said, while he pulled out the stake again.
“Or maybe you’re just not trying” Elena said.
Derek kept silent for a few seconds. Then he grabbed Elena por her throat and threw her against the wall, siguiente to the front door.
As Elena scribbled up, the door open and Damon entered.