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Chapter 1: "We're all scared. The difference lies in the question of what. (Frank Thiess)".
"I can't reach Elena.", the witch began to worry about her girlfriend.
"Jenna probably caught her sneaking in last night," Caroline Bonnie tried to calm down, but she also began to worry. The brunette hadn't responded to any text messages or phone calls since last night.
"Probably we have no choice but to explain it to Jenna," Bonnie swallowed and Caroline wasn't keen on it either. Her mother knew that she was a vampire and by and large the blonde could do whatever she wanted, but she would be angry that she manipulated the bartender.
"My father will ground me until I'm 18 years old. You know him, Care." The witch was horrified at the argument with her father. He was terribly strict since her grandmother died.
"It won't get that bad and maybe Jenna won't tell anyone. She used to be like that too and should understand us," the blonde held up two different summer dresses.
"The left one," Bonnie decided, shaking her head. Caroline always had to be perfectly dressed, otherwise, she wouldn't go outside the door. "We should go to Elena's."
"Why do you think I dress?" the vampire asked and Bonnie shook her head again. "Nothing will have happened, Bon. Elena will just have fallen into bed dead tired yesterday and now she can listen to a sermon from Jenna. Don't worry," Caroline tried to appease the young witch.
"You're probably right," Bonnie turned in and bit her jam roll again.
"Elena?" Jenna knocked on her niece's bedroom door for the third time. Although knocking wasn't the right expression in the meantime she hammered against it. "If you don't come out of your room now, I'll come in," she threatened and massaged her temples. Now the blonde already had a headache early in the morning. Jenna knocked again. "I'm coming in now," she pushed the handle down and the door opened. "Elena", cried once more for her niece. "No, damn it," Jenna snatched it, Elena's bed was empty and untouched. "Jeremy," called the blonde and a short time later Elena's sixteen-year-old brother appeared behind her. "Where's your sister?" Jenna was angry. She had thought that she could trust her niece about that.
"I don't know." Jeremy looked honestly surprised that Elena's bed was empty. "Maybe she went out with Bonnie and Caroline after all," the boy suggested the obvious.
"I...Argh.", Jenna broke off and pulled her cell phone out of her jacket pocket. Elena can experience something, she thought to herself. Now she was not only late for the preparations for the Gründerfest, now she probably had to deal with a drunk seventeen-year-old. She'll be eighteen in a month, then you can't forbid her anything more. "I hate it," Jenna cursed. Why did her sister choose her as guardian? She was just twenty-seven, only ten years older than her niece. Jenna had no idea how to deal with children or better teenagers who had lost their parents. The blonde closed her eyes for a moment and breathed deeply, then she dialed Caroline's number.
"Good morning, Jenna." Caroline's voice sounded surprised.
"Where's Elena?" Jenna fell into the house with the door.
"She's not at home", Caroline sounded surprised and worried at the same time.
"No, I had hoped she was with you," Jenna closed her eyes. All this can't be true, she thought in panic.
"Maybe she has already driven up," Caroline suggested. Of course, Jenna hadn't thought of that at all.
"I'm on my way right now", that's how Jenna ended the conversation. "If your sister shows up here, then tell her to get in touch," the blonde was already halfway down the stairs.
"She's not home." Caroline bit her lower lip.
"I tried again, I can't reach Elena. The cell phone is off," Bonnie looked at the vampire questioningly.
"What do we do now," asked the blonde and the witch shrugged her shoulders.
"I have no idea," the dark-haired woman admitted.
"Maybe she really drove up and her battery ran out," Caroline suggested again.
"Probably," Bonnie didn't look convinced, but she couldn't think of anything else.
"Then we should also go on the way", Caroline rummaged for her car key.
"Jenna." The mayor came up to her. "Where is Elena? She wanted to be there an hour ago". All this can't be true, Jenna thought and panic rose in her.
"She is definitely not here," the blonde asked.
"No," Mrs. Lockwood replied.
"Damn it," Bonnie kidnapped, who had shown up with Caroline behind Jenna.
"Where were you yesterday," Elena's aunt asked to know.
"At the grill. We just had a drink and went home shortly after one," Caroline swore.
"I had forbidden it to Elena," Jenna sounded disappointed. Bonnie and Caroline looked to the ground.
"We're sorry," Bonnie said.
"Mrs. Lockwood turned around on her high heels and walked away.
Elena's head hurt and her neck hurt. She hadn't drunk that much yesterday, thought the brunette and tried to remember how she had come home. Jenna will kill me, Elena thought. They should never have done that. The brunette should have just let it go when her aunt said no, but she always had to put her head through. "The Founder's Festival," Elena kidnapped it and she sat up straight as a die and opened her eyes. Panic seized the brunette as she realized that this was not her room. "Where am I," she asked herself and looked around. She was lying in a large bed covered with white bed linen. On the opposite wall hung a television set and next to it stood a desk. A hotel, Elena thought, and her heart began to beat wildly. This man who had asked her the way. The brunette tore away the blanket and breathed out relieved.
"You're awake," Elena turned to the door that was about to open and her heart began to beat wildly. What was she doing here with him? Elijah entered and his face was undefined.
"What...", the brunette breathed deeply and before she had finished formulating her question, it occurred to her. He had kidnapped her. Her brown eyes widened and stared at him in horror.
"You don't have to be afraid," his voice was hard and cold. Elena swallowed. Elijah flashed towards her and the brunette brought as much distance as possible between herself and the original vampire. "As long as I need you, you have nothing to fear from me, little doppelganger. You just shouldn't try to escape, otherwise, it could have consequences for your friends and family. We understand each other, don't we?" he asked and the brunette nodded weakly. "Good.". Why did she get in the car with him? Elena could just slap herself in the face for this stupidity.
"What are you up to?" Her voice trembled, eliciting another grin from Elijah.
"I'll explain that to you soon enough, and we were already with you tonight", the primeval vampire put on his jacket and looked at the girl in front of him with a challenge. She had gotten into a stranger's car, that's what she got out of it. Her parents had always warned her. "If you try to get help or flee, your family will be like Katherine," he threatened again and Elena took a sharp breath. Damon had said that the original family was just a myth. "What did this snake tell you?" asked Elijah. The brunette sat as if rooted in the bed, trying to get her heart, which was beating much too fast, under control. "I asked you a question," the original vampire-ruled her.
"She...um. Katherine told something about the 1000-year-old vampires who can't be killed and about a curse lying on one of them..." Elena broke up. "You need me to break the curse," he would kill her. Her breath went intermittently and Elena got sick. She had survived Katherine and now she fell victim to an insane primeval vampire who wanted to break a thousand-year-old curse. "But it's better to have him wipe out your entire family," said a voice in her head. If I come with you and don't flee like Katherine, then my friends and my family are safe," the brunette asked, "what upset Elijah because her heartbeat was normalizing.
"I won't hurt them unless you flee," he promised and the doppelganger nodded.
"Then I'll come with you," Elijah derailed his features for a moment. What kind of game was that? She drew the wrong conclusions, but still, she wanted to go with him. Voluntarily? "Nobody should die because of me," Elena explained.
"Now should I believe you? You doppelgangers are all the same. None of you can be trusted," a growl snarled out of him and the brunette scared back again.