I set the plastic bag on the table and closed the door behind me. I heard someone running upstairs than I saw Jenna appear at the top of the stair case. She ran down the stairs and looked at me in disbelief.
"How could you do that Elena? Just run off? You never called and you weren't answering?" She said. I knew she was far from being done so I stood there and pretended to listen and take offence from what she was saying. Than I remembered...
"Did you know I was adopted?" I asked. I must have taken her by surprise. She stopped talking and stared at the ground.
"Where did you hear that from?" She asked quietly.
"Does it matter? Why didn't you tell me, Jenna?" I asked trying not to raise my voice. I stood there and waited for her to answer me. When she finally looked at my eyes her cheeks were on fire. I kept looking at her, waiting for an answer.
"Your mother was going to tell you before ..." She trailed off.
"So what? Just because my mom died you weren't going to tell me?" I pushed in disbelief. Jenna stared at me hard.
"That's not what I said Elena. And I was going to tell you. I was just... waiting for the right moment." She bowed her head again while her cheeks went up in flames. I grabbed the bag and pushed past her.
"Elena," She called after me. "Elena!" She called. I ignored her and slammed my bedroom door. I threw the plastic bag on my bed and fell back beside it. I stared at the ceiling and looked for different patterns. I got up and went behind the picture frame above my headboard. I moved it to the side to retrieve my journal, but it wasn't there. I started panicking and I raced around my bedroom. I looked in my dresser drawers and in my desk. I didn't find it. I heard a tap on the door.
"Jenna, I don't want to talk about it right now, please just leave me alone." I said frustrated.
"It's not Jenna." Said a muffled voice. "It's Jeremy." I looked at my door. "Can I come in?" He asked.
"Yeah, Jeremy, it's opened." I watched Jeremy slowly open the door and he looked around my room noticing the mess of clothes scattered everywhere.
"What's going on here?" He asked suspiciously. He picked up one of my shirts from the floor and threw it onto my dresser.
"I lost something." I said. I threw my comforter on the ground and checked between my mattresses. Where did I put it?
"Oh?" Said Jeremy. He casually sat on my bed and eyed my while I frantically searched for my journal.
"Yeah, uhm .. Have you seen it anywhere?" I asked.
"What are you looking for?" He asked.
"My journal. I can't find-" I stopped looking and watched Jeremy staring at me. "Did you need something?" I asked. He shook his head and started blinking.
"Uhm no it's fine, I can wait. You're busy." He quickly got up from my bed and practically ran from my room slamming my door in the process.
"Okay?" I said to myself. I kept searching for an hour, but still didn't find it. I reluctantly went down stairs to look. I checked the living room and the kitchen, but still didn't find it.
"Jenna?" I called. No answer. "Jenna?" I called again. I heard rattling in the kitchen. I slowly walked towards it. "Jenna?" I repeated just before I turned into the kitchen. I screamed when someone abruptly knocked on the door. I ran to go answer it.
"Are you avoiding me?" Damon asked, marching into the house.
"Uhm, no?" I said. What was he talking about?
"Well you haven't been answering my calls?" He said staring at me. I felt my pockets for my phone. Surly enough I found it on silent.
"Sorry," I said. "I had it on silent, why? What do you need so badly?" I asked. Damon's head shot up and his nostrils flared. He was gone in a second.
"Damon?" I called. Than he appeared behind me.
"Was someone else here?" He asked. His nostrils kept flaring and his eyes never stayed still.
"Uhm, not that I know of. Jenna-" Than I remembered the kitchen. I ran towards it and looked around. Nothing seemed out of place. But where was Jenna?
"Are you sure no one was let in?" He asked, his eyes still searching. "Where are Jenna and Jeremy?"
"Well I came downstairs and I heard something in the kitchen ... than you knocked." I said. "I saw Jeremy maybe an hour ago? Why, is something wrong?" I asked growing worried.
"I'm not sure, but I'm picking up a weird cent." He stopped and looked at my eyes. He put his hands on my shoulders. "Elena, please try to remember. Did you notice anyone outside the house or did Jenna mention someone coming over?" I thought back to when I first came home, there was no one outside. I tried remembering when I was searching for my journal.
"Jenna was talking to someone, I figured it was Jeremy." I said still trying to think. Damon took one more look around the room than glanced at me.
"Let's go." He said, letting go of my shoulders. He grabbed my hand and pulled me along with him out the door. I almost fell twice, but his arm always caught me.
"Damon," I said. "Damon, wait. Where are we going? What about Jenna and Jeremy. We have to find them and make sure there okay." I tried resisting him but he kept pulling me along with him. "Damon." I said again.
"Elena, please."He said turning to stare at me. "Right now, you're my only concern." He said. "We'll go get Jenna and Jeremy after." He started pulling me along, again. He stopped after a couple more strides. He pushed me behind him and we slowly walked back towards the house. When we got to the porch he whispered to me, "Get in the house, now." What was he talking about? "Now, Elena." He said getting angry. I opened the door and ran inside holding it opened for Damon. His back was still to me and he was looking onto the street like someone was coming at him. He finally turned around and closed the door.
"Damon?" I asked. "What's going on?" We looked at each other for what seemed like hours. He finally broke the silence.
"Call Stefan." He said. "I'll be right back." Before I could ask him way, he was gone. I dialed Stefan's number.
"Stefan? Hi, it's Elena." I told him to come as soon as possible. The line went dead and there was a knock at the door. I went to open it. Stefan went marching into the house.
"What's wrong?" He said looking at the stairs where Damon appeared.
"Someone was here." He started. "The cent is everywhere in the kitchen and Jeremy's room." Stefan walked into the kitchen and looked around. "Do you recognize it?" Damon asked.
"No." Stefan answered. "But ..." He and Damon exchanged glances. I looked back and forth from one another. Finally Damon looked at me.
"I'll be right back okay." He looked sternly at me and I nodded. He wrapped his arms around me that whispered in my ear, "When I get back, I need to tell you something." Damon gave Stefan one last glance than he was gone.
"Damon, wait!' I shouted. I turned to Stefan. "Where is he going?" I asked. Stefan went closer to me.
"Where's he going, Stefan?" I repeated.
"He ..." Stefan began. "He needs to go take care of things."
We stood there for a while until finally Stefan convinced me I needed to sit down. He put on a movie but I couldn't get my mind off of Damon. What if he got hurt? What if he didn't come back? What was the secret he and Stefan weren't telling me? What was it that Damon needed to tell me? All theses questions flooded my mind. When I woke up again someone was pulling back my hair.
"Elena ..." She said in a quiet voice. "Elena," She repeated. I opened my eyes. "Come on, Elena. You have to get ready for school." She got off my bed then left my room. I sat up. The last thing I remembered was Damon hugging me. I looked at my clock. I had less than an hour to get ready for school. Maybe Stefan would be at school. I could ask him what happened to Damon and if he was okay. I got up and flew into the shower. When I got out I got dressed and ran downstairs. Jenna had toast lying on the counter. I took a piece and sat down across from her.
"Jenna?" I asked. She looked up from her book and set down her coffee. "Where did you go last night?"
"I was with Jeremy. We went to dinner. I tried asking you but you said you didn't want to come." I stared at her. She didn't seem remotely mad about last night's conversation. About me skipping school and going to Georgia with Damon.
"Jenna, do you remember anything else from last night?" I asked, growing worried.
"You came home from school and went to your room to do your homework." She said smiling. I kept looking at her. "You're going to be late for school, Elena, get going." She said while gesturing to the clock. I stared at the clock too; I only had five minutes to make it to school. I jumped up from my seat and ran out the door. Whatever was happening with Jenna was going to have to wait. I needed to talk to Stefan.
When I finally made it to my seat the new history teacher just gave me with a stern look. I quickly looked at my notes. Halfway through the class I looked over my shoulder towards Stefan. I took out my phone and sent him a text saying, what happened last night? Is Damon okay? I tried to stay calm while waiting for him to text me back. When he finally did it said, I'll tell you after class.
As soon as the bell rang for lunch I practically ran over to Stefan. "Stefan." I called after him. He looked up at me and grabbed my hand. He led me out of the classroom and into the hall. We went out the front doors into the parking lot. When he stopped walking. I pulled my hand away. "What happened last night, Stefan?" I asked.
"Someone was in your house, Elena." Stefan said looking down.
"When you say someone ..?" I trailed off. Stefan only shook his head. "Do you know how they got in?"
"They must a used compulsion on Jenna or Jeremy. But Damon found them before... "Before they were killed, is what he was going to say."Damon compaulsed them both, so they don't remember anything." That explained Jenna's weird behavior.
"What about Damon?" I asked. "Is he okay? What happened after he compaulsed them?"
"He called me. Told me what had happened and that Jeremy and Jenna were on their way home. I stayed until they got there and I made sure you guys were safe for the night." He said staring at me. At the moment Caroline came rushing over to us.
"Hey Elena, Stefan." She said, smiling.
"Hey Caroline." I said trying my best effort to smile while Stefan nodded.
"So, are you two going to the 50's dance tonight?" She asked, jumping up and down in excitement. I looked at Stefan who was looking at me.
"Uhm, I thought that was Friday?" I said.
"Hello? Elena? Today is Friday?" She said staring at me like I'd lost my mind. "Oh, I have to go and talk to Matt, text you later," Caroline said, running off towards Matt.
I turned to Stefan. "So, Damon never called you back after that?" I asked. Stefan shook his head. I started feeling dizzy. "I have to go." I said while walking passed Stefan. I went to my locker and grabbed my bag.
When I finally got home I tried calling Damon, again. And again, I got his voicemail. "Hey, Damon, It's me Elena. Please call me back when you get this." I took the phone away from my ear than set it on the table. I turned around and there was a man. He walked slowly towards me. Than he leapt at me. His eyes turned red, and his face began to change form. I started screaming. Than I was thrown onto the couch and I heard shattering. I sat up. I looked around and didn't see anyone.
"Elena?" Damon said, appearing out of nowhere. I screamed than hugged him.
"Damon." I breathed. "Who was that?" I asked. Damon wrapped his arms around me and held me to his chest.
"I don't know, but I have a feeling he might be the same guy who was here last night."
Damon made me a tea and called Stefan. Stefan finally came and they talked about how to get him back.
"I say we just go hunt him down, now." Said Damon.
"We can't just do that. God knows where he actually is. Not to mention what we would do with Elena. He's been invited in, Damon." Stefan said sternly.
"You think I didn't know that." Damon said. "The dance." He said. "We go to the dance and than beat his sorry-."
"I'm not putting Elena in harms way, Damon. If we let our guard down for one minute." Stefan said, getting closer to Damon. Damon raised his hands and pushed Stefan away from him.
"I'm just saying. Like you said, little brother, he's been invited in." Damon looked at me.
"What would I have to do?" I said. If he was invited in than he could hurt Jenna and Jeremy.
"Easy, go to the dance. Look for anyone out of the odd, than kill them." Damon said, smirking. I considered the idea. All I'd have to do is stand there and wait for him to show, than we can kill him.
"I'll do it." I said. Stefan shook his head.
"Elena, you don't have to be brave. If you don't want to we can get him another way." Stefan said, turning to face me.
"But, I want to do it." I said.
"Than it's settled." Damon smirked. He went to sit in the car across from mine and put his feet onto the table. "We'll leave at ... six?"
I went upstairs and got changed. I'd already had my outfit custom made by Jenna. I took it off its hook in the closet and quickly got dressed. I then went and fixed my hair. I went downstairs and we left for the dance.
By the time we got there to parking lot was already full. Damon helped me from the car and we all entered into the gym.
"Well this will be fun." Damon said into me ear. I looked at him and tried to smile. I saw from the corner of my eye Stefan throwing daggers at Damon. I touched his arm.
"Ready?" I asked. Trying to calm him. He looked down at me and grinned.
"Let's go." He said taking my hand. But when Stefan took my hand all I could think about was how Damon had taken mine in Georgia. How warm it was and how perfect it fit into his. With Stefan... it felt... different. I tried not to register the fact that Damon never took his eyes off our hands.
"I'm going to grab some punch." I said to them. Stefan released my hand and I glanced at Damon from the corner of my eye while I walked passed him. When I got to the table I looked back at them and they searched every face on the dance floor. I turned back to the table. A man was in front of me, blocking my way.
"Excuse me." I said trying to squeeze by him. He turned around. I felt myself go into shock.
"Walk out the back doors, now. And don't get your little friends involved, either." He said. I turned and started walking as fast as I could. I looked at Damon and Stefan, but neither of them was looking my way. I threw open the doors and started running down the hallway. There were a set of doors at the end of the hallway, I began running faster. I pushed them opened but they were locked. I turned around and saw the figure walking towards me. I noticed the cafeteria door to my left. I ran and opened it as fast as I could. I threw the door closed behind me. I ran for the other set of doors across the room, but it was locked. I heard the doors being flown opened behind me. I turned and saw him coming towards me. I threw myself at the door, trying to open it. I tried kicking and pushing it, but I wasn't able to open it. Then I felt a hand on my shoulder and I was thrown across a table. I landed hard on my back. I quickly got up and ran for the other doors, but I was stopped. I saw the man for the first time. He stared at me. Then his face changed and he leaned down to my neck. I screamed as loud as I could. Then he was off of me. The man got up and tried running for the other door.
"Wow, wow, wow. We don't want to kill you, we just want to talk." Damon said, standing in his was, holding a pointed stick. The man turned around and tried running towards me and Stefan. Damon threw the stick to Stefan, who smashed it into the man's chest. He was on his knees begging for air.
"What do you want with Elena?" Damon asked, now standing in front of me. When he didn't answer Stefan pushed the stick harder into his chest. The man gasped for air. "What do you want with Elena?" Damon asked again.
"She ... looks like Katherine." He said. Damon and Stefan exchanged glances. While the man stared intently at me.
"You knew Katherine?" Asked Damon.
"You guys thought he were the only ones ..?" He asked, laughing to himself. Stefan shoved the stick farther into his chest.
"Who are you?" Damon asked.
"You wouldn't remember." He said. Then Stefan looked at Damon and back to the man.
"Noah?" Stefan said, looking harder at the man. He smirked.
"You remembered." Noah said.
"Who are you working with?" Damon asked.
"You'll have to kill me." He answered. Stefan and Damon looked at one another. Stefan took the stick from Noah's chest than looked at Damon, again. He nodded his head and Stefan threw the stick right into Noah's chest. Noah began gasping for air and fell to the ground. His face grew of horror. Than his gasping stopped. I continued staring at his corpse in horror.
Well this chapter is mostly following the episode "Unpleasantville". I tried making this chapter longer, so hope you liked that. Also, I'm sorry for deleting the chapter about three times. It wasn't uploading right, but I'm pretty sure I fixed it, hopefully. For chapter five I'll try to put it on soon. Anyways, R&R and tell me what you think so far. Thanks.