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"It's only fair," Jeremy mutters to himself, his hands pressing against his forehead in frustration.
Unusual it is, for him to be alone in the house on a Saturday night. Not so much being in the house—he likes it in the house. But even so, he's used to hearing Jenna tottering about downstairs in the kitchen or Elena, and sometimes Stefan, mucking about doing God knows what in the next room.
This particular Saturday, however, Jeremy finds himself being engulfed by silence as he furrows his brows and flips through his sketchbooks. He knows what's coming with each turn, but that doesn't stop his throat from clenching as her eyes would pierce into his again and again.
"It's normal...it is normal." Another page. "I'm just drawing her...a lot. But what difference does that make?" Another page. "She's gone." And another. "She's gone."
He doesn't even blink when he furiously hurls the book at the wall and when he gets up after a few moments to retrieve his work, he doesn't falter in his steps nor does he second-guess himself as he decides to delve into the world he drew himself once again.
They're all of her. Sometimes he's with her. In some of the drawings, she even looks human; sometimes he can't see the hunger burning in her eyes. But it's always her. Her face, her eyes, her fangs...always Anna.
"It's only fair," Jeremy repeats to himself. "We were...close. Don't have the right to draw her a little now she's gone? Just to see her again..."
Sighing, he pushes the pad away—far away. He wants to see her again, but seeing those eyes that he can ever get just right peer back at him isn't the way he wants it. He wants to be able to touch her, talk to her, smell her. Hell, he wants to be able to escape into that feeling of ecstasy as she sinks her fangs into his wrist. He wants Anna. All of her, not just some sketchy memory.
Jeremy hesitantly pulls his desk drawer open, his fingers quickly finding themselves clasped around a blood-filled vile.
It won't help, he knows that. But he needs her right now and maybe, just maybe, he'll be a little closer to her if he just jumps, damn it.