Elena was standing in front of Alaric’s loft. o should she say Stefan’s? Doesn’t matter. She was at the place where Stefan and Rebekah were hooking up, maybe even having a threesome with Katherine, and she was about to end. Before she knocked she thought about how she would convince Stefan about Rebekah’s true colors. On her way here she had come up with a few ideas.
She could just drag him out of the house, abduct him. Because human girls are so much stronger than vampires.
She could just tell him the truth. “Sorry, Stefan, but your girlfriend is a lying perra who’s using tu to get to us” But Rebekah would just say Elena’s jealous and Stefan would of course believe her.
She could say Damon left and she’s now all alone and she doesn’t want to be alone. So maybe Stefan could come with her? But Stefan would say she should go back to her parents house. o Rebekah would suggest she lived with them. She had to get Stefan away from Rebekah, not get herself closer.
Elena sighed. She was not good in getting ideas. She took a deep breath and knocked. Stefan must’ve been nearby, because the door opened before Elena had even pulled away her hand.
“Elena” Stefan frowned. “What are tu doing here? tu need to go back. I’ll drive you”
Well, there’s a thought, Elena thought and smiled.
“Who is it, dear?” Rebekah’s voice was heard.
“As if tu don’t know, slut” Elena mumbled full of bitterness. As if the word ‘slut’ was her palabra clave Rebekah appeared.
“Elena!” she exclaimed. “How wonderful to see tu again! Why don’t tu come in, have a drink, have a chat. It’s been ages since I last talked to another chick”
“Actually, Elena needs to go back” Stefan protested, though it was a weak attempt.
“Oh, don’t be so ridiculous” Rebekah said. She grabbed Elena’s arm and dragged her inside. “You get the wine, Stefan?” she asked sweet.
Stefan walked into another room, one that did not store wine. He walked to a mesa, tabla where a red-headed woman was tied onto. He couldn’t drink her blood; she was full of vervain. But he could still play a little with his toy. He conjured a cuchillo and pierced it into her stomach.
A macabre cry was heard in the living room and Elena froze. She wanted to get up, but
Rebekah’s hand reached out to her and forced her to sit still.
“Where are tu going, Elena?” she dicho surprised as Stefan came with three glasses filled with a red liquid. “Have a drink with us”
She could just drag him out of the house, abduct him. Because human girls are so much stronger than vampires.
She could just tell him the truth. “Sorry, Stefan, but your girlfriend is a lying perra who’s using tu to get to us” But Rebekah would just say Elena’s jealous and Stefan would of course believe her.
She could say Damon left and she’s now all alone and she doesn’t want to be alone. So maybe Stefan could come with her? But Stefan would say she should go back to her parents house. o Rebekah would suggest she lived with them. She had to get Stefan away from Rebekah, not get herself closer.
Elena sighed. She was not good in getting ideas. She took a deep breath and knocked. Stefan must’ve been nearby, because the door opened before Elena had even pulled away her hand.
“Elena” Stefan frowned. “What are tu doing here? tu need to go back. I’ll drive you”
Well, there’s a thought, Elena thought and smiled.
“Who is it, dear?” Rebekah’s voice was heard.
“As if tu don’t know, slut” Elena mumbled full of bitterness. As if the word ‘slut’ was her palabra clave Rebekah appeared.
“Elena!” she exclaimed. “How wonderful to see tu again! Why don’t tu come in, have a drink, have a chat. It’s been ages since I last talked to another chick”
“Actually, Elena needs to go back” Stefan protested, though it was a weak attempt.
“Oh, don’t be so ridiculous” Rebekah said. She grabbed Elena’s arm and dragged her inside. “You get the wine, Stefan?” she asked sweet.
Stefan walked into another room, one that did not store wine. He walked to a mesa, tabla where a red-headed woman was tied onto. He couldn’t drink her blood; she was full of vervain. But he could still play a little with his toy. He conjured a cuchillo and pierced it into her stomach.
A macabre cry was heard in the living room and Elena froze. She wanted to get up, but
Rebekah’s hand reached out to her and forced her to sit still.
“Where are tu going, Elena?” she dicho surprised as Stefan came with three glasses filled with a red liquid. “Have a drink with us”
Tyler logged in to read his email. He frowned when he saw the 65 unread messages. He clicked on the first one. “I know what tu are”
He clicked on the segundo one. “I know what tu are”
He clicked on the third one. “I know what your are’
All 65 mails held the same message. I know what tu are. Tyler clicked on the reply button. “Hey, dude, don’t tu have anything better to do in your spare time? Don’t tu have a girlfriend o boyfriend to annoy? Get a fucking life, already”
He pressed send. It seemed like only a segundo had passed when he already received an answer.
“I know what tu are and I’m going to tell everybody”
“Suit yourself, moron” Tyler send and he shut the computer down.
He clicked on the segundo one. “I know what tu are”
He clicked on the third one. “I know what your are’
All 65 mails held the same message. I know what tu are. Tyler clicked on the reply button. “Hey, dude, don’t tu have anything better to do in your spare time? Don’t tu have a girlfriend o boyfriend to annoy? Get a fucking life, already”
He pressed send. It seemed like only a segundo had passed when he already received an answer.
“I know what tu are and I’m going to tell everybody”
“Suit yourself, moron” Tyler send and he shut the computer down.