Sorry about the long wait. I know my chapters are short and that they shouldn't take this long to write, but I have to make sure that it's perfect. I triple check my own work, and have my twin check it too. I think we're actually getting somewhere now though, so enjoy!
Intriguing
Protect Elena, I thought. All I had to do was watch her, and make sure no one hurt her. This was going to be easy. As I was walking around town, I found a couple walking down the street. I was walking towards them on the sidewalk, but stopped so I could talk to them real quick. "Hey, I'm new to town. Do you think that I can get directions really quick?"
"Yeah, sure." The guy said. He had his arm wrapped around the girl's shoulders, and pulled her closer to him. "Where to?"
As I glanced at them, both of their smiles had vanished, as they looked at me suspiciously. It was getting darker, and they had never seen me before. I would be suspicious too. I took a step back, putting my hands into my jean pockets, then raised my shoulders. "The Gilbert house? I've been there before; I just can't remember which street it's on."
"Well you almost made it." The guy stepped to the side, pointing down the road in the direction that I was headed. "Next street on the right, a couple houses down."
"Thanks," I smiled, walking past them. Technically, I wasn't lying. I had been there before, just not for any humane reason. When I looked over my shoulder, they were still walking down the sidewalk. When I made the right turn, I looked up at all of the houses, looking for the right one. It was about a two minute walk down the road when I recognized the house. The front yard was where I went through transition, and I didn't want to remember that memory, so I went in between Elena's house and the next to get to the back yard.
When I made my way behind her house, I looked up at all of the windows. Two windows on the top floor had their lights on, and the lights were on in what looked like the kitchen. This is where Elena was, and she was talking to an older man across from the island counter. He looked around thirty or so, with dark blonde hair, and some stubble across his chin. The man had a smile on his face, and since I couldn't see Elena, I didn't know if she had one too.
After wondering what they were talking about, I realized that I could find out. My senses were better now, so I just listened. When I heard what Elena was saying, I smiled. "A dance?"
I thought about when I was in high school, and there were only two dances that I went to; junior prom and senior prom. My father and I lived in a small town, as small as Mystic Falls, so there wasn't anything fun to do. That was the time that I had my first boyfriend, for over a year, and I found myself smiling.
I tuned out from their conversation when Elena started talking about dress colors. I listened to everything else, the inside first, and heard another body upstairs. It must have been her brother, so I moved on to the outside of the house. It was some time before Elena went up to her bedroom, but when she did, she started relaxing. So, I decided to relax too, and lay down on the grass. If I was going to protect Elena, I was going to be here all night. I might as well get comfortable.
I kept my ears open the whole night, but no harm came to Elena while she slept. All I heard was the sound of crickets, and the engine of an airplane as it flew above Mystic Falls. Thoughts went through my head during the night. I pictured what my future would look like, and who I would spend it with, and I thought of hazel eyes.
I followed her to school. It seemed like the creepiest thing ever, but I did. And like Klaus suggested, I kept my distance. Again, creepy. I found myself wandering the halls when she was in class, making sure no teachers or janitors saw me. When the bell rang, I walked with the students, keeping my head down, listening for Elena. I heard her voice a few times, but not much. When the students were let outside for lunch, I went to the edge of the property and watched for Elena.
She came out of the building with two other girls. The one on her right was someone that I had already met, the Bennett witch, Bonnie. The other girl was a blonde. Her hair was about shoulder length, and she had a huge smile on her face. I could tell that she was the cheerleader type, mostly by how she looked, appearance wise.
"Are you going to the dance, Bonnie?" She asked, obviously excited about it. It must have been the dance that Elena had mentioned at her house last night.
"Yeah, I'm going."
"What about you Elena?"
Elena smiled at her. "Stefan asked me last night."
"Perfect," The blonde said, as all three sat down at a picnic table. "It's going to be so fun."
"Caroline, every dance we've gone to has been ruined. People have tried to kill me; mostly Katherine. Klaus took possession of Alaric's body, making Bonnie fake her death, and he always messes with you at dances too."
"Well, maybe it will be different this time. Maybe Klaus won't come and give me expensive gifts, and maybe Bonnie won't have to use her magic, and maybe no one will try to kill you. Maybe, this dance will be normal."
Of course Klaus would ruin the high school dance, I thought. Multiple dances, apparently.
As I scanned the rest of the area, I heard another voice join Elena's group. Looking back, I saw that he was also someone I already knew. It was Stefan, who I unofficially met at Klaus's. While the girls all greeted him, I walked over to the closest tree and leaned against it. I had thought that going out and actually doing something was going to be a little fun, even if it was this, but watching Elena was getting old. Hopefully, something interesting would happen, something that I could get a kick out of. I had expected a more exciting day. What I didn't expect though, was to get noticed.
When I stopped listening and had started to think, I zoned out. Snapping out of my daze, I glanced back over to the group, and I noticed that they were all silent and Bonnie and Stefan were both looking at me. Pretty soon, Elena had caught sight of me too.
"Oh great," I mumbled, then smiled apologetically at them, shrugging my shoulders. Now they were curious as to why I was here, and they were going to expect me to explain myself.
Stefan stood up from the bench next to Elena, and looked at all three girls. "I'll be right back," then he started walking towards me, but he didn't get far. Elena and the blonde- Caroline?- started protesting, and he stopped and looked at them again, his back to me. They both relaxed when he raised his hand to his ear. After a few moments of him standing there like that, Caroline nodded, and Stefan was walking towards me again. Before I could even think about what the hand to the ear meant, he had approached me, but kept some distance, staying alert. Like I was going to try something? I didn't think so, and he must have known that I wasn't here for a fight, I wasn't even in a defensive stance or something. "Stefan, right?"
When he nodded, I noticed that his eyebrows were furrowed, almost the same way that they were when I first met him, but now with more alert and questioning. I found myself shaking my head. "I can't believe that I let you see me. He was right."
"Who was right? Klaus?"
"Yeah," I paused, glancing down at his arms crossed over his chest. "I'm guessing you're a Salvatore?"
He stepped closer, saying "Yes," and then he asked a question. "What are you doing here?"
Stefan Salvatore was dating the doppelgänger, and he was probably in love with her. From what I knew of love, he would do anything in the world to protect her, anything for her. "I'm not here to hurt her, or anyone else for that matter," and then I mumbled, "The exact opposite actually."
Looking back up at Stefan, I realized that he wouldn't even think to trust a complete stranger, or even believe one. So, I decided to explain myself. Their lives weren't the only ones in danger, and they weren't the only ones who had problems they had to live with. Sighing, I said, "My name is Josie, Josie Demar. And look, I was only turned three days ago, and I'm sired to him!"
"What did he tell you to do?"
Awhile went by as Stefan and I looked at each other. I knew that he was the type of guy who didn't want to waste time, and that he hated playing games. So, I told him. I didn't want to get on this groups bad side, given what Klaus had said about the Salvatore's. And, I had no reason to lie. But, I looked at Elena over his shoulder as I said it. "I'm protecting Elena."
Stefan blinked in surprise. "Protecting? From what?"
"I don't know!" I raised my arms in frustration. "He said that she was having some problems or something, and after what happened, it's the least I can do."
"After what happened?"
"With me." When nothing clicked, I looked back at Elena over his shoulder, meeting her eyes for a second, then meet Stefan's again. "She didn't tell you? Like I said before, I was turned three days ago, and Elena's blood made me turn into a vampire."
His eyes closed, and I watched him clench his fists. When his eyes opened again, he stared off in the distance, anger written all over his face. I could tell that this happened a lot as well, but I couldn't tell if he was mad at me for hurting Elena, and was going to hurt me, or if he was mad at her. After a deep breath, he finally spoke. "What do you think Care? Can we trust her?"
Care? I turned my head really quick to see who he was talking to, but no one was there. When I looked over his shoulder, I realized my mistake. The blonde, Caroline, was a vampire. She heard every word that we had said, and now they were asking if they could trust me. That was when I lost it.
"Can you trust me?" My voice was rising with anger. "You've known me for all of ten minutes! I have no reason to lie to you, or mislead you! All I have done is tell the truth, and I protected Elena for you all night! Damn it, my life sucks, starting three days ago!"
The next thing I knew, Caroline was standing in front of me, holding her hands up. "Hey, it's fine, just calm-"
"Do not tell me to calm down!" I had grabbed her neck and was holding her, and I could feel the change in my eyes. They had turned yellow like a werewolves eyes, and I found myself growling at her. "Three days ago, I was living a completely normal life as a werewolf; I was going to live a life where I could grow old and have kids, and turn on every full moon. And I never planned on encountering another werewolf or vampire, ever. But here I am, stuck in the middle of it all!"
Before I could say another word, someone lightly grabbed my arm that was holding Caroline's neck. I snapped my eyes to the owner, my eyes still glowing yellow. When I saw who it was, my jaw slacked open, and he pulled my arm away from Caroline. "Elijah."
"Josie, you don't want to do that." His voice was soft as he looked at me for a moment. When he looked up at the others, his face grew more serious. "We'll be on our way."
By now, both Bonnie and Elena had run up to us and watched our encounter. I looked up at Caroline when Elijah released my arm. "I am so sorry," and then I looked at Elena, then Bonnie, then Stefan, to include them all in my apology. "I didn't mean to."
Elijah laid the same hand on my waist, pulling me away from them. And then he was running, bringing me with him, and in a couple of seconds, we were outside of a house. It was small, smaller than an average house, and it was painted white. He walked up to the front door, and walked inside, then looked back at me. "Come in."
I did, and then looked around. There wasn't much in the house, only a few pieces of furniture in each room. It actually looked like a very cozy house. "Whose house is this?"
"It is mine. I stay here whenever I visit Mystic Falls." I looked over at him to see that he was watching me, his head tilted to the side. "I thought that after what happened, you would want some privacy."
"I didn't want to do that. I just – I was just so angry. I mean, I have a life too."
I looked up at him, now thankful for what he had done. I don't know if I would have actually had hurt her, or what would have happened if somebody else had gotten a hold of me first. After a moment, I smiled. Elijah slowly walked towards me, each step making my heart beat faster. When he was inches away from me, I found myself so still that only my eyes moved, searching his. He squinted the slightest bit, and then he was leaning towards me. When he touched my dark hair, I shivered, and he moved it over my shoulder. Elijah lightly pressed his nose to my skin and inhaled deeply, as I squeezed my eyes closed.
He pulled away then, his hand still on my hair, and the other on my arm. I opened my eyes, and saw that he was searching my face with his hazel eyes, and I found myself staring at his lips… Again. Finally, after what seemed like hours of us staring at each other, inches apart, Elijah took both of his hands off of me, turning away. My shoulders slumped in disappointment as he walked away, and I felt my face scrunch up. Why? Why couldn't you have just kissed me? I wanted to ask. Instead, I asked a different question. "Why did you just," I paused, thinking about his skin touching mine, "sniff me?"
His back still towards me, he stood across the living room, silence stretching between us. When I thought that he wasn't going to answer, he turned his head to the side. "I find myself believing that you are still human sometimes. It's quite," he lifted his head up to look at the ceiling, finding the right word, "Intriguing."
I was intriguing? I thought. Was that a good thing or bad? After what just happened, I hoped that it was a great thing. Maybe my life didn't suck as much as I thought it did.
Thank you all for having an interest in my story. It means a lot to me, even if it's just another story for you. It's actually spring break in the high school world, at least for me it is, so I plan on having my chapters done much faster than before. Thanks for sticking with me!
-OnyxRing
