I've never that fast, I know. Not even in the night I discovered my resemblances with Katherine, the night I ran off after sleeping with Stefan. oh, No I don't want to remember that , the trees passing by light speed as I glance out of the window, I need to get out of her, away from all this .
I don't actually mean to run , but suddenly it all gets too much Stefan just told me about their new plan to track Klaus, their genius plans always end up with people getting hurt, people I love and care about risks their life every day because of me, Bonnie, Jeremy, Caroline, Matte , Stefan and Damon. It is not fair, I hope I could just run away from all of this mess or even put an end to it , but I know either of them will make me lose people I love and I just can't bear losing anyone , NO no one is gonna get hurt because of me. I just need some time away and I will be fine, I will go back and I will fight, for me , for my loved ones after all I am a survivor, but how do I make sure it is not only me who is gonna survive if something happens to any of them because of me , Jeremy, Bonnie, Stefan, or even Damon..Oh no I really do need a drink.
I pulled over at the first bar I spot, suddenly a memory from Damon's and my trip to Brea bar in Georgia flushes through my mind and I find myself smiling, despite my bad mood I smiled, yeah that is the effect Damon Salvatore has on me he can make me smile in the darkest and most depressing moment event when he is actually miles away, I roll my eyes at myself, complicated facts, the more reason I need some time away to myself.
Lost in my thoughts, I entered the bar already and I don't even know it. Surprise, surprise no one asked me about my ID. Great, one less thing to worry about, easy, see? I almost laugh at my silly inner joke before taking a seat at the bar and ordering a peer. Again, the bartender doesn't question my age, I frown, have I really aged that much in the past year , well can anyone blame me, it has been the most interesting year in my life, I feel like it has been ages since I met the Salvatores. The bartender cuts my train of thoughts by placing my beer in front of me, I star at it for a moment. Do I have to do this, getting drunk? How is that gonna solve anything? sounds more like Damon's solution to every problem. Yes, Damon, five minutes, I only need five minutes, I drink my beer in three good long gulps, yeaah I am gonna get really drunk tonight. Happy birthday to me.
I am on the third beer or the forth, I can't recall, when I sense a presence right next to me at the bar. Really, Damon ? took you about two minutes to find me , I roll my eyes before turning to give him a piece of mind and demand of him to leave me alone but I am already expecting waves of anger at me for running of without informing any one and risking my precious human life, okay if he is up to a fight, so am I , maybe it will take off the steam. I turn to my left expecting to be meet with the intense ocean blue eyes burning with fire and gazing down at me with a hidden concern (because I know better) and I can't help the flush of disappointment when I am meet with moonless black eyes staring at me, I try to recognize the stranger but failed, I shivered under his gaze. What does he want from me? May be I am being paranoid, not so oblivious to my frightened reaction he frowns in confusion "sorry, did I scared you?" his voice deep and another shiver ran through my body.
"No" my voice is barely a husky whisper, may be it is just the beer, I clear my throat and try again "no, I am fine "yeah that is better, more confidence.
He gives me a puzzled look but I shrug it off and turn back to my drink taking a long throat-burning gulp and slamming the bottle on the wooden bar.
"Rough day?" comes from the mysterious guy beside me.
"Rough year. "I reply my voice heavy with obvious sarcasm. I have no idea why am I talking to that stranger. He can be a psycho for all I know. Funny, I should be scared of a stranger when I am actually living among vampires. Whatever I am drunk and the bartender is not that friendly to me so It is only fair I talk about my beautiful life to a complete stranger. He seems harmless anyway. "I just needed to get away for a while, it is not like I can run away or anything"
"Boyfriend drama?"
"I wish it was" I laugh humorlessly "I mean it is the way it was supposed to be, me alone getting drunk on my birthday over some teen drama, now THAT would have been normal" the word comes out of my mouth without thinking, maybe it is the alcohol in my I that drunk?
"Is it your birthday?"He asks surprised. I nod without even turning to him.
"I just sometimes wonder how different life would have been if everything was just…normal "I rant not really caring what he understands from it.
"You mean without all that supernatural crap?"He says like he is talking about the weather "me too" he adds.
I freeze, he knows, how does he know? Have my stupid drunk self said something? No, I don't think so. Does he know about me? Is he working with Klaus?
"Don't freak out" he says in the same calm collected voice like he is reading my mind.
"How do you know?" I whisper still not brave enough to look at him, should I run or is it too late?
"That you are freaking out? Or about the supernatural world? Well, for the first I can feel your body tenses beside me, Elena. for the second" he leaned closer to whisper in my ear " I am a warlock" he pulls away and I am finally looking at him he puts his index finger on his lips his eyes widens like he has just told me a big secret. Well, in fact he has. He seems just as drunk as am i.
"How do you know my name?" I asked because I don't know what to say.
"you are the infamous Elena Gilbert" he answers coolly "the dopplogener" the word rolls dangerously from his mouth and he smiles drunkly at me. "How can I not know you?"
"maybe the fact that I thought no one knows about me" I reply carefully testing the water and trying to sober up alittle.
"Oh, you will be surprised how many people know about you, especially those who actually saw the evil twin"
"You know kathrine?" I ask feeling the frightening feeling creeping through my body in the mention of kathrine. If he knows her, he is no good.
"She saved my girlfriend life from the vampires who were after her, but god forbidden the slut do anything selfless, she wanted her to be her slave witch"
Good, he doesn't seem like a friend to kathrine. It is a good sign, right? "Your girlfriend is a witch ?"
"Was, my girlfriend was" asks sadly "she was the one who told me about you" he adds, his sad tone is gone.
"is she …"
"dead? Yes " he answers in a impassive voice, clearly trying to get hold on his emotions, and I immediately feel guilty.
"I am sorry" I whisper in a small voice.
He chuckles, he actually chuckles, I stare at him puzzled and a little hurt. He takes a look at me and shakes his head "sorry, you are just as they say about you. I have just told you that my witch girlfriend told me about you and all you care about is that she is dead, God, you are just the opposite of her, no wonder you have the Salvatores under your feet" he smiles at me , his good drunk mood is back.
Her? He must mean Kathrine. Wait.. did he just said the salvatores "you know Stefan and Damon?" he nods his smiles widens and all my blood rises to my face, why am I embarrassed?
"I know a lot about you, Elena. Oh, how rude of me, I haven't introduced myself; I am James Watson, nice to meet you"
"Likewise" I smile at him and I have no idea why do I feel comfortable. "Oh, wait, you said your girlfriend knew me, may I ask how?"
"Kathrine tried to use her in a plot against you and your friends"
"Lucy? Lucy is your girlfriend?"
He nods "she wasn't aware of your friendship with a Bennite witch. Bonnie as I recall"
"Yes Bonnie, how did she..."
"Overtired herself by a spell, it happens" he shrugs and take a long gulp of his drink. And I am glad he understood my unspoken question.
"Sorry for your lose, Lucy was a good person" I apologize feeling real sympathy for him.
"That she was" he agrees his voice sounds distance like he is lost in memories he smiles fondly like he remembered something. God, he really did love her. He shakes his head snapping out of his memory lane." Anyway, back to the birthday girl, what is getting you all depressed?"
I sigh, I welcomed the distraction he brought, now we are back to my own misery "I just told you, tired of all the supernatural crap, I just wish we were all normal, that my best friend was not a witch, that my boyfriend, his brother were not vampires, that I wasn't a dopplogener"
" you mean you want a life with no supernatural being?"
"noo I didn't mean I want them gone, I love them and it is not just them, it is also me. I just wish we were all normal human beings living a normal boring human life"
"so that is your birthday wish, birthday girl?"he wondered carefully
I laugh "yeah, pretty much it is"
"Well, Well it is your lucky day, Elena" his voice is chipper and drunk.
"thank you , santa" I say with obvious sarcasm, toasting my bottle with him.
"careful of what you wish for, miss Gilbert"
okay*sigh* this is my first fanfic ever :D, so guys be easy on me , please. don't even know if i am cut off or not so you say :D. love you all DElena fans , all kind of suggestion or reviews are Really welcomed . kick me off here if i am too bad ;)