D/E

She got up with a weary sigh. It had been such a long night and worse than the feeling of utter exhaustion was not knowing what was going on. She still couldn't make head or tails of what had happened yesterday but she sensed that she should be very scared. Standing outside the Grill with Jeremy in her arms and no car, she didn't know what to do. Maybe she could call someone. Bonnie, her best friend has a soft spot for Jeremy maybe she could call her, Caroline was too big a gossip and Stefan, though a nice guy was new in town, she didn't know him well enough. No. She needed Jeremy to tell her what was going on before rest of the town found out. Making up her mind, she called a cab.

As she quietly went down the stairs – she really needed some coffee – she thought about the guy with blue eyes. That's all she could call him. She had deduced that he had beaten Jeremy up and it made her see red. Every time she thought about the night's events she shook with anger and fear. When she had gotten Jeremy home she had put him on the sofa. Cleaned his face with water and then some antiseptic. His clothes were filthy so she took off his t – shirt and his entire left hand side was blue. Her eyes welled up. He was a boy, he was seventeen and he had never done anything to harm anyone. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she carefully did everything she could to make him comfortable. Then she settled down in the sofa beside him because even though she was ready to go to hell and back for her brother she needed answers.

She thought about yesterday as she sipped her coffee. Sometime around five Jeremy had stirred and had wanted to go to his bedroom. She said no but when he tried to go himself, she helped him. He was so stubborn but he was never stupid. He had always been a nice kid. Elena kept going over it again and again like a broken record.

She didn't have much to go by except blue eyes. Those eyes, they were burned in her memory. So blue. She took a deep breath and glanced at the clock. 9:00. She would have to call in sick at school.

She trudged upstairs to look for her phone. She quickly peaked in on Jeremy who was still asleep and then went to her room. As soon as she entered she saw Jeremy's jacket, her phone and her purse on her bed. She had dumped everything there and had gone to take care of Jeremy. She sat down beside the stuff and picked up Jeremy's jacket. She had never gone through Jeremy's stuff before, she hadn't needed to, but today was different.

She checked the pockets in the front and found his phone and some change. There were some chocolate wrappers. Nothing unusual. She almost sighed with relief but jumped when she heard his phone beep. She flipped it open, Jeremy would be angry but she really didn't care. There were three unread messages. She opened the inbox. All of them were from unknown numbers. That was strange. Three different unknown numbers. She opened the first one at 2:02 and as she read it she almost dropped the phone.

I thought you knew better than to mess me with me. This was a warning. Don't make me wait.

-D

Who was D? Wait for what? So many more questions.

She quickly scrolled to the next one at 3:18,

I saw that sister's of yours tonight and she looks delicious. I can't wait to get my hands on her.

-D

Her? Sister? Blue eyes. Tonight. Words swam inside her. She couldn't form a coherent sentence. Hands on her? She wanted to scream. What had Jeremy done? So the blue eyes now had a name or an initial, D. She said it out loud D. Testing it. It didn't sound very scary.

With trembling hands she opened the latest one at 9:18.

Hello El, checking on your brother? Tsk tsk.

-Do I need to tell you?

She stopped breathing. Her chest constricted painfully and she felt dizzy. She realized she was about to have a panic attack. She grabbed the edge of the bed and told herself to calm down. She took in deep breaths. And felt feeling return to her hand and feet. How did he know? HOW? She looked in the mirror. Her eyes were wild, her face was flushed and a thin sheen of sweat was very visible. As if on cue, the phone beeped.

She lunged for it almost ready to throw it against the wall. But this was all she knew about the stranger and she needed to confront Jeremy. So she opened the message and the last thing she saw before the world turned black and she felt herself fall back was,

Oh sweetheart, if I can do this to you with a message, I can't wait to see how you'll scream when you are beneath me.

xoxo

She woke up when she felt someone shaking her softly. She could also smell something delicious and her stomach growled, it felt like she hadn't eaten anything in so long. She carefully opened her eyes and saw Jeremy peering down at her with concern. Seeing his face the events last twelve hours came back and she thought she was going to be sick.

She opened her mouth but Jeremy shushed her.

"El, just drink the soup and here's some bread. I will tell you everything I can, but just eat first."

Her stomach agreed so she nodded. After a few bites as she felt her strength return she said,

"Jer, he's going to kill me right? He said he'll make me scream. Is he going to kill me? What have you done Jeremy?"

She saw Jeremy's face go white, his eyes were full of fear and something she couldn't quite place.

"Elena, I am sorry. So sorry. I am sorry El. I am sorry. I shouldn't have. I can't believe I did. Please forgive me." He sat there shaking and she realized he was crying. This was bad, this was really bad.

"Jeremy. Stop. It's fine. We'll deal with this. We have stuck together after everything and we'll get through this too" She reassured him but she was so full of doubts. He calmed down a little and seemed to compose himself.

"He wants you Elena."

She felt herself snap. He wasn't giving her answers. "I KNOW JEREMY, I KNOW! He wants to kill me. I told you I know. Tell me why? Why Jeremy?"

And if she hadn't been looking at him she wouldn't have heard what he said next,

"Elena he doesn't want to kill you, he wants you. He wants you."

As realization hit her, she slapped Jeremy across the face. His words played on loop inside her head. She picked up Jeremy's stuff that was lying beside her and handed it to him. "Get out." He didn't protest just stood up with a lot effort and stumbled towards the door. Before leaving he turned around a question in his mind,

"Elena, are you keeping my keys? Am I grounded?" Keys?

"What keys? I have no control over you, I can't ground you." Hurt evident in her voice.

"Elena I will understand if that's what you want. You can keep my set of house keys."

"I don't have your keys. Just GO." She glared up at him.

And then suddenly both of them realized the something at the same time and their world spun. The man had the house keys.

D/E

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