“Open the door now, Stefan! I need to talk to my sister!”
Stefan opened the door after Jeremy had banged it about twelve times.
“Alright, alright, don’t get all up tied” Stefan dicho as he opened the door, a blood bag in his hand. “Now, what brings tu here? Something about Elena, I assume?”
“I need to talk to her” Jeremy repeated. “And tu know why”
Stefan shrugged. “Why didn’t tu come here last night?”
“Because I knew Elena wasn’t here. I knew she was with Alaric and her friends, I didn’t want to make a scene” Jeremy explained.
“And tu were also chicken that either Katherine o I would rip tu into little pieces” Stefan added.
“Can I just talk to my sister, already?” Jeremy dicho annoyed.
Stefan made an inviting mover with his hand. “Check the rooms”
Jeremy walked inside and went upstairs, when Damon came his way. “What are tu up to?” he asked without even looking at Jeremy. “I’m going to my sister. You’d be really helpful if you’d tell me where to find her” Damon grabbed Jeremy’s shirt. “Bad idea, lil’ bro. She’s not in the mood to hear any preaches”
“Damon, let go of him” Elena had appeared on parte superior, arriba of the stairs. “I’ll talk to him”
Damon let go of him, but still looked at him threatening. “Don’t upset her”
He step aside to let Jeremy pass, but he himself just stayed where he was.
“Why didn’t tu tell me a vampire attacked tu and brought tu to Klaus?” Jeremy asked angry.
Elena pulled her shoulders and played with her nails.
“Who told tu that?” Damon asked. “Ric?”
“No, not Ric, though I thought he would’ve” Jeremy dicho still looking at Elena. “You thought I wouldn’t find out? tu thought I’m just a little kid who doesn’t know a damn thing about anything?”
“No, Jeremy, that’s not how it’s like” Elena dicho quickly. “I wanted to tell you, but…”
“You were waiting for the right time?” Jeremy hissed.
“No, she just needed a break” Damon came in between. “She almost got killed por Klaus, she was this close to being werewolf food, so please give her the time of día for not considering your delicate malvavisco feelings”
“You know what, Elena?” Jeremy dicho trembling. “From now on tu can fix your own problems”
“That’s what she always does, moron” Damon defended Elena. Jeremy turned around and ran out of the house.
“Jeremy, wait!” Elena shouted, but he ignored her. “He hates me” Elena dicho sad.
“He’ll come around” Damon assured her. “You hated me, too and look where we are now”
“Don’t get too cocky” Stefan dicho from beneath.
“You still here? I thought tu left already, like to some other place in this house” Damon dicho looking at Stefan like he was dirt.
“Are tu kidding me?” Stefan dicho sarcastic. “I’m enjoying this way too much”
Stefan opened the door after Jeremy had banged it about twelve times.
“Alright, alright, don’t get all up tied” Stefan dicho as he opened the door, a blood bag in his hand. “Now, what brings tu here? Something about Elena, I assume?”
“I need to talk to her” Jeremy repeated. “And tu know why”
Stefan shrugged. “Why didn’t tu come here last night?”
“Because I knew Elena wasn’t here. I knew she was with Alaric and her friends, I didn’t want to make a scene” Jeremy explained.
“And tu were also chicken that either Katherine o I would rip tu into little pieces” Stefan added.
“Can I just talk to my sister, already?” Jeremy dicho annoyed.
Stefan made an inviting mover with his hand. “Check the rooms”
Jeremy walked inside and went upstairs, when Damon came his way. “What are tu up to?” he asked without even looking at Jeremy. “I’m going to my sister. You’d be really helpful if you’d tell me where to find her” Damon grabbed Jeremy’s shirt. “Bad idea, lil’ bro. She’s not in the mood to hear any preaches”
“Damon, let go of him” Elena had appeared on parte superior, arriba of the stairs. “I’ll talk to him”
Damon let go of him, but still looked at him threatening. “Don’t upset her”
He step aside to let Jeremy pass, but he himself just stayed where he was.
“Why didn’t tu tell me a vampire attacked tu and brought tu to Klaus?” Jeremy asked angry.
Elena pulled her shoulders and played with her nails.
“Who told tu that?” Damon asked. “Ric?”
“No, not Ric, though I thought he would’ve” Jeremy dicho still looking at Elena. “You thought I wouldn’t find out? tu thought I’m just a little kid who doesn’t know a damn thing about anything?”
“No, Jeremy, that’s not how it’s like” Elena dicho quickly. “I wanted to tell you, but…”
“You were waiting for the right time?” Jeremy hissed.
“No, she just needed a break” Damon came in between. “She almost got killed por Klaus, she was this close to being werewolf food, so please give her the time of día for not considering your delicate malvavisco feelings”
“You know what, Elena?” Jeremy dicho trembling. “From now on tu can fix your own problems”
“That’s what she always does, moron” Damon defended Elena. Jeremy turned around and ran out of the house.
“Jeremy, wait!” Elena shouted, but he ignored her. “He hates me” Elena dicho sad.
“He’ll come around” Damon assured her. “You hated me, too and look where we are now”
“Don’t get too cocky” Stefan dicho from beneath.
“You still here? I thought tu left already, like to some other place in this house” Damon dicho looking at Stefan like he was dirt.
“Are tu kidding me?” Stefan dicho sarcastic. “I’m enjoying this way too much”
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.
Rachel stroke her fingers through her hair. “Oh my God. What have I done?” she mumbled agitated. “Think, Rachel, think” She looked around. Then she grabbed Gabe’s feet and dragged him to the farthest corner.
She ran to the stairs and went to the cocina where she searched the drawers for matches. In her panic she forgot she had been living here for about twenty years and the matches lay in the segundo drawer siguiente to the cupboard underneath the sink ever since. She pulled it open and grabbed the matches. Then she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Malt Whisky. She ran back downstairs to the body. She opened the bottle of Malt and poured its content over the body. Then she stroke a match and let it fall down and watch how Gabe went up into flames.
As she watched him burn a sudden agony fulfilled her body and she dropped the bottle. She fell down on her knees and felt her body contracting and convulsing while she screamed.
She ran to the stairs and went to the cocina where she searched the drawers for matches. In her panic she forgot she had been living here for about twenty years and the matches lay in the segundo drawer siguiente to the cupboard underneath the sink ever since. She pulled it open and grabbed the matches. Then she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Malt Whisky. She ran back downstairs to the body. She opened the bottle of Malt and poured its content over the body. Then she stroke a match and let it fall down and watch how Gabe went up into flames.
As she watched him burn a sudden agony fulfilled her body and she dropped the bottle. She fell down on her knees and felt her body contracting and convulsing while she screamed.
