Katherine stared at him, not able to move. She didn’t know what to say, so she focused on the girl behind Stefan. Stefan followed her eyes and pushed Amber in front.
“This is Amber” he introduced the girl. “Amber, this is Katherine” he pointed at Katherine.
“Katherine” Amber said. “So, she’s not Elena”
Due to that retarded conclusion Katherine came back to senses. “Yeah, he just dicho that, dumbass” Her eyes fell on Amber’s wrists. “Hey, that’s my bracelet! What are tu doing with my bracelet? Give it back, bitch!”
Ambers eyes turned red and she growled, mostrando her fangs. Katherine’s mouth dropped open a bit. “She’s a vampire” she dicho breathless, looking at Stefan. “You’re bringing a vampire in this house? A vampire we don’t know. What are tu thinking?”
“She won’t do anything” Stefan said. “She doesn’t even know how to hunt. Look, Katherine, I couldn’t leave her. I need her. And Klaus indirectly gave the bracelet to her. You’ll get it back one day”
Amber didn’t really understand what Stefan meant por that, but she decided not to pay too much attention to it. All would be explained in good time.
As much as Katherine had wanted Stefan to come back, now she just wanted him to go crawl in a dark hole. He needed that toddler? Really? Well, then he didn’t need her, right? Then he could just fuck off.
Stefan recognized the expression on Katherine’s face and made a step forward. He lay his hand on her shoulder. “Of course she can’t replace you” he dicho soft. “Can we talk in the morning? Amber’s really tired and so am I, so we’re going to get some sleep” He turned at Amber. “You can sleep in Damon’s room, if tu want”
Katherine’s eyes widened. No way in hell! “She can’t sleep in Damon’s room” she protested.
“Why not? From what I’ve heard Damon’s involved with Bonnie and he lives with her, so his room’s free” Stefan dicho cold.
Katherine shook her head. “No, it’s not real. His amor for Bonnie is not real. He’s coming back” she said, trying really hard to convince Stefan. o was she trying to convince herself?
“I know his amor for Bonnie isn’t real” Stefan said. “How stupid do tu think I am? Damon needs something from Bonnie, that’s why he compelled her to amor him”
“No, it’s not like that” Katherine dicho hastily. “It’s Bonnie, she’s done something to his mind”
Stefan sighed. He understood why Katherine took this road. Of course she wanted to believe Damon if he told her Bonnie was the villain. But she had to be realistic. Bonnie was a good girl and Damon had proven his bad character más than once. “We’ll talk in the morning” he said. “Amber, come on” and with a last look at Katherine he added: “No, she won’t sleep in Damon’s room”
“This is Amber” he introduced the girl. “Amber, this is Katherine” he pointed at Katherine.
“Katherine” Amber said. “So, she’s not Elena”
Due to that retarded conclusion Katherine came back to senses. “Yeah, he just dicho that, dumbass” Her eyes fell on Amber’s wrists. “Hey, that’s my bracelet! What are tu doing with my bracelet? Give it back, bitch!”
Ambers eyes turned red and she growled, mostrando her fangs. Katherine’s mouth dropped open a bit. “She’s a vampire” she dicho breathless, looking at Stefan. “You’re bringing a vampire in this house? A vampire we don’t know. What are tu thinking?”
“She won’t do anything” Stefan said. “She doesn’t even know how to hunt. Look, Katherine, I couldn’t leave her. I need her. And Klaus indirectly gave the bracelet to her. You’ll get it back one day”
Amber didn’t really understand what Stefan meant por that, but she decided not to pay too much attention to it. All would be explained in good time.
As much as Katherine had wanted Stefan to come back, now she just wanted him to go crawl in a dark hole. He needed that toddler? Really? Well, then he didn’t need her, right? Then he could just fuck off.
Stefan recognized the expression on Katherine’s face and made a step forward. He lay his hand on her shoulder. “Of course she can’t replace you” he dicho soft. “Can we talk in the morning? Amber’s really tired and so am I, so we’re going to get some sleep” He turned at Amber. “You can sleep in Damon’s room, if tu want”
Katherine’s eyes widened. No way in hell! “She can’t sleep in Damon’s room” she protested.
“Why not? From what I’ve heard Damon’s involved with Bonnie and he lives with her, so his room’s free” Stefan dicho cold.
Katherine shook her head. “No, it’s not real. His amor for Bonnie is not real. He’s coming back” she said, trying really hard to convince Stefan. o was she trying to convince herself?
“I know his amor for Bonnie isn’t real” Stefan said. “How stupid do tu think I am? Damon needs something from Bonnie, that’s why he compelled her to amor him”
“No, it’s not like that” Katherine dicho hastily. “It’s Bonnie, she’s done something to his mind”
Stefan sighed. He understood why Katherine took this road. Of course she wanted to believe Damon if he told her Bonnie was the villain. But she had to be realistic. Bonnie was a good girl and Damon had proven his bad character más than once. “We’ll talk in the morning” he said. “Amber, come on” and with a last look at Katherine he added: “No, she won’t sleep in Damon’s room”
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 tu 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 tu 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 comentó 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 tu 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 tu 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 comentó sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
The siguiente morning.
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of cama and wiped her eyes. She walked to the door and opened it. There were two inspectors, a man and a woman.
“Good morning, miss. I’m inspector Roberts, this is my colleague inspector Williams” Isabel said, mostrando her badge. “We need to talk to Emmanuel Allen. We were told we could find him here”
Jo frowned and shook her head. “I don’t know anyone with that name. tu have the wrong house”
Inspector Williams searched in his bag and conjured a picture. “Maybe this might help you?” he said. Jo’s eyes widened and she took the picture. “I know him” she admitted. “But his name’s not Emmanuel. It’s Castiel”
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of cama and wiped her eyes. She walked to the door and opened it. There were two inspectors, a man and a woman.
“Good morning, miss. I’m inspector Roberts, this is my colleague inspector Williams” Isabel said, mostrando her badge. “We need to talk to Emmanuel Allen. We were told we could find him here”
Jo frowned and shook her head. “I don’t know anyone with that name. tu have the wrong house”
Inspector Williams searched in his bag and conjured a picture. “Maybe this might help you?” he said. Jo’s eyes widened and she took the picture. “I know him” she admitted. “But his name’s not Emmanuel. It’s Castiel”