Chapter 2,

So pretty, so smart
such a waste of a young heart
what a pity, what a sham
what's the matter with your man?
-Anya Marina

Dear Elena,

It's been about three weeks since I last spoke-wrote to you. Sometimes I like to think that you're real when really I'm forgetting that I'm never going to see you again. The same way I'm never going to see Damon again. However that's his choice, you didn't have a choice. I still haven't opened that letter he wrote me and I know what you're thinking. 'Bonnie Bennet. You're not even the least bit curious to find out what's in the letter.' To answer your-my- question…not even remotely. I know it sounds as if I'm being bitter but excuse me for feeling abandoned.

I did not however have time to think about this. Enzo's research was keeping more than preoccupied. It turns out that one of the founders was Dalton St. John. He was born around the 1800s. When I scoped up a picture of the founders of Amory, he was there. Next to him was four men and a woman. The woman looked familiar. Almost distinctfully beautiful, if not remotely sad. I turned the picture over to look at the very distinct cursive written at the back.

Founders, 1888 "We stand in truth that we will live in no shadows no more."

I stroked the place where the ink had left the pen so delicately but still in a quick manner. When I heard the door open and Enzo walking in with a three full grocery bags. He smiled meekly at me while just walking to the kitchen. He'd been gone a couple of days actually and a weekend, you know keeping up appearances with his "family".

"Thought you'd need more food and um…" He cleared his throat at this part, "um…you know toiletries and stuff to um…."

'I frowned at him and then grinned, "What? You've lived for over a decade and you can't seem to say sanitary towels?" He glares at me, "Wow, what women of you era weren't allowed to discuss periods?"

"Ok we're done talking about this actually." He shakes his head and turns around.

"Yeah," I shake my head, "We're definitely done because those pills do more than just stop a locater spell and my magic. I'm late, well more like three months late but anyway."

Enzo frowns and looks at me. I realized that I over stepped a very uncomfortable boundary so I return back to my boundary. However Enzo now questions, "What do you mean late."

I sigh and attempt to hide any traces of embarrassment, even though I was the one who initiated the conversation. Oh my god was I really about to have this conversation with a vampire, whom I'd hated since I met him when I couldn't even speak about this to Jeremy, the supposed love of my life.

"It means that nature hasn't taken its course." I roll my eyes and again look away.

"Can we speak English please?" He demands and walks closer to me.

"Enzo," I glare at him, "If you want me to say I haven't had my period yet, fine I' say it. I haven't had my period yet."

"And you're not…" He trails off looking at me with a matter of fact expression that says more than I needed it to say.

"I don't if you've realized this but there's been a crazy huntress chasing my friends to the end of the earth," I snap at him, "I haven't had time to find someone to even have a normal conversation with let alone…procreate."

"Honestly speaking college kids have a way of operating and plus it's been a long time since I've seen you with someone," Enzo puts his hands up, "I'm willing to bet the last time was with, what's his name? Jeremy. So I'm just saying if you were…it honestly wouldn't bother or surprise me."

I glare at him and then throw a pen at him which he dutifully dodges, "You're an ass hole, do you know that?"

"I'm joking Bonnie," He rolls his eyes, "And to answer your question-"

"I know you know you're an ass hole," I hiss at him, "You honestly don't have to tell me."

"Actually I was going to say," He sighed, "Women didn't speak of their personal bodily hygiene during my era. A woman wouldn't even confess her love for a man without being married to him first."

"I'm sure that's just an over exaggeration." I roll my eyes, "People did marry for love back then."

"Yes," He smiles, "The lucky ones." I look at him as he looks down, "Of course I wouldn't know anything about that."

Something weird happened Elena…I felt bad for him. "You're not really missing much." I smile at him, "I personally also happen to think love and sex also can't coexist together." I don't know why I said that last part but I did. He looked at me and chuckled a little. He turned back on his heel and walked towards the kitchen to unpack the groceries. I went back to looking at charts that was produced by the Amory Founders. That is when his phone rang.

He looked at it and then huffed in frustration, "I'm a vampire Alex and since you won't me eat your pesky guard, well let's just say my meal plan has to come elsewhere…What...How did you catch them...I'll be there as soon as I can."

I frown at him as he looks at me in shock, "Those bastards are getting good." He says.

"Why?" I look at him standing up from the couch letting all the papers and photos fall to the ground, "What happened?"

"First Rayna…and now…" He looks around and then looks at the ground, "They have Nora and Mary Louise."

"What do they want with them?" I ask in utter shock. No offence, May Louise and Nora were crazy at the best of time. What would make them so special? I mean vampire siphons maybe? No, they need something to draw their powers from and the Amory wouldn't allow that, it would literally just be digging your own graves.

"I don't know," Enzo says looking at me, "But I'm guessing it's the same reason they want you."

I look down at the photograph of the founders. I wonder idly if ever I would be safe again. By now Alex would have them performing a locater spell, which would have failed. I hope. I mean I've stayed off the radar for the three months but a siphons power is different from a real witch to a large extent.

"What?" Enzo frowned at the floor where I was staring and lifted up the photograph.

"What's wrong?" I look at him as he analyses the photo but before he can answer me, or wants to, he flies out the door with the photo.

I'm not quite sure what happened or what triggered that, but I'm going to assume…it's not good.

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