Rebekah and Stefan were walking hand in hand in the shopping calle when Rebekah squeezed Stefan’s hand and nodded in front of her.
“Isn’t that your friend?” she asked. She nodded at Elena who was walking their way, though she didn’t seem to notice them. They accelerated their steps until they reached her.
“Hi, Elena” Stefan said.
Elena startled and put out her earphones. “Stefan, geez, you’re going to get me a corazón attack someday”
“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you” Stefan apologized with raised hands. “Rebekah saw tu walking”
Elena looked at the girl who smiled at her.
“How’s your neck?” she asked pointed at the bandage on Elena’s neck.
“Fine” Elena said. “Still itches like crazy, though”
“You know tu can always get some of my blood, if tu want to” Stefan suggested. Elena shook her head. “No. This will remind me of what Damon has done” she dicho determined.
“I still can’t believe he would do that” Stefan dicho confused. “But I went to him a few days hace and he’s really beating himself up about it. Maybe tu should go talk to him, work things out”
Elena frowned her eyebrows. “No, I’m not talking to him. I don’t want to have anything to do with him. He’s had his chance, he blew it” she dicho angry.
Stefan wanted to try and change her mind, but Rebekah linked her arm with Elena’s. “Hey, why don’t we go waste our money on overly expensive clothing and shoes and makeup? And then we can go and have some coffee o tea. What do tu say?”
And before Elena could accept o decline Rebekah dragged her along.
“Isn’t that your friend?” she asked. She nodded at Elena who was walking their way, though she didn’t seem to notice them. They accelerated their steps until they reached her.
“Hi, Elena” Stefan said.
Elena startled and put out her earphones. “Stefan, geez, you’re going to get me a corazón attack someday”
“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you” Stefan apologized with raised hands. “Rebekah saw tu walking”
Elena looked at the girl who smiled at her.
“How’s your neck?” she asked pointed at the bandage on Elena’s neck.
“Fine” Elena said. “Still itches like crazy, though”
“You know tu can always get some of my blood, if tu want to” Stefan suggested. Elena shook her head. “No. This will remind me of what Damon has done” she dicho determined.
“I still can’t believe he would do that” Stefan dicho confused. “But I went to him a few days hace and he’s really beating himself up about it. Maybe tu should go talk to him, work things out”
Elena frowned her eyebrows. “No, I’m not talking to him. I don’t want to have anything to do with him. He’s had his chance, he blew it” she dicho angry.
Stefan wanted to try and change her mind, but Rebekah linked her arm with Elena’s. “Hey, why don’t we go waste our money on overly expensive clothing and shoes and makeup? And then we can go and have some coffee o tea. What do tu say?”
And before Elena could accept o decline Rebekah dragged her along.
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.