Needed a break from TRYING to write for Rise of the Dead, thats becoming a pain V_V So I finally finished watching American Horror Story and I know Tate was a complete psycho/rapist/murderer, i have to feel slightly sorry for hiim "/ aahh the damaged ones always do this to me haha. Kinda nervous about writing something like this and writing for new characters, but I'll give it a go. I got inspired by the amazing videos of these two on YouTube :)
Elena exhaled loudly, causing the car door window to fog up. She swiped the haze away and leant on her hand, trying to distract herself from the scenary passing her by. It had been a month since her parents Miranda and Grayson Gilbert had died, swerving and crashing off of Wickery Bridge, Elena the only survior. A month since she had lost all importance to her life, she had lost her family that night and the month that followed only made things worse. Elena was left with her brother Jeremy, she was thankful he hadn't been in the car at the time of the accident. At least she had him. She looked over at him now, he was slumped in the backseat with his hood up and ear plugs in. Oblivious to the world around him. And then again she had her Aunt Jenna, her carer until Elena turned 18 and could do whatever she liked. So in some ways, she hadn't lost her entire family.
The month that seemed to blitz past Elena was very vague. She couldn't remember much of it and wasn't entirely sure she wanted to remember it. Grades had started slipping drastically to the point when Elena had turned from a B grade student to an F. She couldn't help it if she couldn't concentrate, right?. Elena sighed, absentmindedly rubbing her scarred arms. Jenna hadn't seen those, yet. So now they were all heading to Los Angeles, 1120 Westchester Place to be exact. Leaving Mystic Falls as far behind as they could to start fresh.
"You guys excited to see the place?" Jenna asked, turning a sharp corner.
"Yup," Elena replied, a fake smile plastered across her face as she turned to face her aunt. "Can't wait." She concluded, turning away and looking out the window. Conversation only seemed to last a couple of seconds nowadays. As much as Elena tried to become involved in simple tasks such as explaining how her day went, she just couldn't bring herself to make the effort. She heard Jenna release a quiet sigh. She was struggling to make conversation aswell.
Half an hour later and Jenna had pulled up outside a mansion. Elena noted, not just a house, it was definitely a mansion. Three stories high with what seemed like a million windows and red brick work to top it all off and give Elena the feeling that the three of them really shouldn'tbe living in a place as fancy looking as this. The creepy looking tree in the front yard didn't help to effets either. Elena climbed out of the car, pulling her bag onto her shoulder as she marveled up at the grand 'mansion'.
"Wow, that sure is...big." Jenna said matter-of-factly, seeming suddenly intimidated by it's size.
"I was thinking just the same. You did remember there are only three of us going to be living in that house, right?" Elena asked, walking up to the iron gates. Jenna and Jeremy followed.
"It seemed smaller in pictures." Jenna explained, shrugging. Jeremy became socially interactive again once inside the gates and pulled out his ear plugs.
"You sure we're at the right house Jenna?" He asked, a heavy frown set upon his face as he gazed at the house.
"Yes Jeremy, this is our new home."
"Looks more like a home Brangelina would move into." He mumbled, placing his ear plugs back in. Jenna fished the keys out of her bag and unlocked the front door.
"Ta da!" Jenna exclaimed, grinning. Elena looked around the main hall, taken aback by the vast space.
"Uh, Jenna...How are we affording this?" She asked, leaning her hand on the banister as she cast a glance up the stairway.
"Well, your parents," Jenna began, stepping on egg shells. "Left a bit of money, so I used that." Elena nodded and began walking up the staircase. She understood Jenna was trying to be as careful with them as possible, but Elena didn't want every conversation that was brought up about her parents to be a difficult one. They had to move on sometime.
As Elena reached the first floor landing, her eyes swept the hallway taking in the wood oak flooring and arched ceiling. She exhaled loudly in amazement and made her way to the door nearest to her, turning the brass door handle and pushing the door open with a creak. A gleaming white bathroom, with sparkling marble flooring and matching sink and bathtub to go with it. Elena laughed at it's immaculate quality.
"Dibs." She whispered to herself with a smile. Elena shut the door behind herself and continued her exploring. The next room she came across was cream in colour with a big king size bed set. The previous owner had obviously cared for the house. That or the realtor had wiped down every evidence ofa previous owner. Elena wondered what had happened to them. She decided Jenna could have this room. She backed out of the room and closing the door behind herself.
Elena took the stairs to the second floor two at a time, glancing over the wooden banister she saw a dark shape huddled at the end of the hallway.
Hurrying up the last few steps to get a better look, the shape had disappeared. Edging her way over to corner, the floorboards creaked beneith her feet. The only thing she found was a dusty antique table. Elena shook her head and released a loud breath. Seeing things is the first sign of going crazy, next you'll be hearing voices.Her attention was suddenly drawn to the door at the very end of the hallway and she wasted no time in walking over.
This bedroom had the same high arched ceiling as the rest of the gigantic house, with two windows, one looking out onto the backyard, the other looking out to the house neighbouring them. Elena turned her nose up at the dull green painted walls. After seeing the decor of the rest of the house, she'd expected something a little...better. Her thoughts were now imbalanced because of this sore thumb. She smiled, the one imperfection of the house and she liked it. Elena threw her bag onto the brass framed bed and peeled her leather jacket off, hanging it from the pointed brass post at the end of the bed. She was happy with the room's size, not too big and not too small. Elena stopped looking around when a chalk board caught her eye. "TAINT"was the only word written upon it. She walked over, mumbling to herself.
"Sure 'cause thats not...creepy or anything." Her brows knitted together as she rubbed the word off with her hand. She licked her slightly chapped lips and quickly shook her head, her chocolate brown her cascading in waves as she moved.
"I see you found a room huh." Jeremy said as he leant against the wooden door frame. Elena spun on her heels, startled by his appearance.
"Uh yup. The only room in the house without a crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling." She joked, walking over to him. He smiled.
"Jenna couldn't of picked a fancier looking place." He stated, digging his hands into the pockets of his worn hoodie.
"Or a bigger place. I think we've got the biggest house on the block." Jeremys smile grew wider.
"Well, Jenna is busy testing out the new kitchen. Three times bigger than ours back home." He soon dropped the smile from his face and sighed heavily.
"Thisis our home now Jer. We're just going to have to get used to it." Elena explained, giving her younger brothers arm a reassuring squeeze.
"Uhuh." He nodded once and turned, walking down the hallway and to the room he'd picked.
When Elena awoke the next day to the glittering sun spilling in through the gap in the drapes, she remembered where she was. She groaned, arching her back as she yawned. Her night hadn't been too terrible, she managed to get through her take out chinese food without a problem. She even managed to keep Jenna totally unaware of the fact that she had a horrible urge to scar her arms again.
Elena rolled onto her side as she traced her finger lightly over the freshly made cut on her arm. She knew the risks of cutting herself. She could hit a major artery and end up bleeding to death and then again would it be so terrible to end it all? She emptied the thoughts from her brain and stood up, stretching her arms above her head, hearing the loud pop of her shoulder. She winced and rolled her neck of the kinks in her muscles. She stopped dead when she saw the chalk board. "TAINT". Elena spun on her heels, her eyes shooting everywhere around the room.
"Jeremy?" She called out. A light pattering of feet was heard making their way to her bedroom but the door didn't open. "Jeremy." She called again. The door handle rattled loudly. "Okay, Jeremy that isn't funny. Cut it out!" She ordered, crossing her arms. The door began to shake as the rattling become more violent. "Jeremy I'm warning you!" When it got to the point when she thought the door was going to fly off she hurried over and grabbed the handle to stop it rattling. "Stop it!" She almost screamed. The shaking stopped to Elena's relief. She swallowed loudly and opened the door, Jeremy was awaiting on the other side. Tooth brush in hand, tooth paste on his mouth.
"You alright Elena?" He asked, his eyebrow raised.
"That wasn't funny Jeremy." She said, shoving him hard. "You scared the freakin' crap out of me."
"I have no idea what you're talking about." He admitted as his brows now knitted together in confusion. Elena just scoffed in disbelief and stepped back inside her bedroom, slamming the door.
It was a Saturday, so Elena had nothing to do. She didn't start at her new school until Monday morning and oh how she couldn't wait to get there. Her previous school in Mystic Falls had been...okay, it was your usual high school after all. She'd enjoyed the prep rallys and had loved the anual dances that were arranged. Bonnie and Caroline had been her bestfriends and had been as helpful as they could've been after Elena's parents had passed. Although, she didn't seem to miss her "best friends" all that much right now. There was nobody, nobodythat she really cared majorly for anymore. The truth hurts, apparently. Elena sighed and closed her eyes as she rested her head back on the concrete archway outside the house. Carina Round blarred into her ears at it's highest volume. Her mind was cast some place else and she forgot about every annoying little thing in her life. That was until a stone hit her forehead.
"Fuck!" She yellped as she yanked out her ear plugs. She looked over to find the thing responsable and saw a girl, smirking at her. Elena rubbed her forehead.
"Who're you and what're you doing in my backyard?" She asked as politely as she could.
"You're gonna die in there." The girl said, not blinking for a long time.
"What?" Elena frowned.
"Addie? Adelaide where are you girl?" A woman called in a slight southern accent, striding into the backyard with a cigarette held between her index finger and middle finger. "Adelaide, when I call you I expect you to answer me girl." The blonde woman placed her other hand on Adelaides shoulder, steering her back out the way she came. She stopped when she saw Elena. "My apologise, I'm Constance, your neighbour...this is my girl Adelaide." The blonde paused as she turned to her daughter. "Now go home Addie, I'll be there in a moment."
"But I don't wanna." Adelaide argued.
"Go Addie" Constance ordered and watched as Adelaide hurried away. Elena stared at the blonde. "Addie always gets drawn to this house, no matter how many times you pick her up and...throw her out, she'll come running back." Constance explained, shaking her head as she took a long drag on her cigarette.
"Right." Elena nodded once as she stood up to walk inside. Constance blew out the smoke.
"Now what's your name child?" Constance asked, flicking ash.
"Elena, Elena Gilbert." Elena cleared her throat, wrapping her ear plugs around her iPod. Constance smiled, showing off a straight set of pearly whites.
"Elena," She repeated. "You be careful child, a lot of...bad memories in that there house." She pointed her cigarette towards the house, taking another drag before throwing it on the floor and stomping it out with her heel. She retreated back to her house. "Oh and child, your bleeding." Her voice drifted off as she disappeared. Elena touched above her brow bone and winced, pulling her hand back and finding a smudge of blood. She licked her lips and headed inside. God this place was weird.
Guess I shoulda warned y'all that this is gonna be a very dark Elena dealing with the lose of her parents *shrug*. I'll keep writing this even if it doesn't get reviews, just cause I like writing something different every once and a while. Next Chp. should have some Tate in it xD this is just a warm up chapter :) Tell me what you think of it so far xx