Hey readers, I know it's been a while since I've updated this story...well, actually it's been a while since I've update any story. But anyhow, this might be the next new chapter for another short while. I haven't exactly held the key to inspiration in the last months, so it should take me a little while longer to figure this plot out. I have the climax down and part of the falling action, but I don't really have the path to get there yet.
DISCLAIMER: A)I'm an actress, not a writer, so no money, okay? And B) If I owned Vampire Diaries I'd be bank-rolling, and I'm poor (kinda).
I'm sorry that I loved you,
I'm sorry that I cared,
I'm sorry that I played the games you did,
They never got us anywhere.
I'm sorry if this hurts you,
I'm sorry I just lied,
The truth is, I don't care if you get hurt or not,
For all the tears you've made me cry
I should have known we'd never get anywhere,
Can't fall in love when you're falling apart,
Can't make amends if you're only making mistakes,
And empty words can't fix a broken heart
If the world froze over and everybody died,
And you and I were the only ones alive,
I'd say, "I'm sorry you made it, it's more then you deserve,
Don't try to make it better, you'll only make it worse"
I'm sorry that you miss me,
I'm sorry I don't care,
I was just a crutch for your loneliness,
Your heart was never really there,
I'm sorry that I wasted so much of my time,
Time I could have spent with someone else would have meant,
Less of you and all your lies.
I should have known we'd never get anywhere,
Can't fall in love when you're falling apart,
Can't make amends if you're only making mistakes,
And empty words can't fix a broken heart
If the world froze over and everybody died,
And you and I were the only ones alive,
I'd say, "I'm sorry you made it, it's more then you deserve,
Don't try to make it better, you'll only make it worse"
If the world froze over and everybody died,
And you and I were the only ones alive,
I'd say, "I'm sorry you made it, it's more then you deserve,
Don't try to make it better, you'll only make it worse"
You'll only make it,
You'll only make it worse
If the world froze over,
And only I survived,
I'd sing these words at your funeral,
"It's good to be alive!"
If the world froze over and everybody died,
And you and I were the only ones alive,
I'd say, "I'm sorry you made it, it's more then you deserve,
Don't try to make it better, you'll only make it worse"
If the world froze over and everybody died,
And you and I were the only ones alive,
I'd say, "I'm sorry you made it, it's more then you deserve,
Don't try to make it better, you'll only make it worse"
I'd say, "I'm sorry you made it, it's more then you deserve...you'll only make it worse"
(You'll Only Make It Worse by New Years Day)
Elena sat in the car, waiting for Damon to return. She wished he would hurry up; Elena was too hyper to sit still for long. She began drumming her fingers on the dash and was soon humming along to an unknown song.
Getting out of the car, Elena looked around then bolted. No use in staying when I could be having fun.
She used her vampire speed, to get back to the hotel. She just needed some new clothes, then she could paint the town red.
Literally.
The girl walked into the hotel sidestepping the woman at the front desk and strolled into the elevator. She would only need a few minutes to prepare herself, but as soon as the doors opened to her floor Elena saw the hall filled with people having a party.
Perhaps she could just settle for painting the hotel red, she thought when once again the elevator opened and out stepped the vampire she had escaped.
The man walked her to a window in one of the less populated corners of the hall. It was next to a closed hotel room door; inside the room was quiet. Using her new abilities, the girl could tell the room was empty. Elena wanted nothing more than to get away from him. It was like she was seeing him through a whole new light. She didn't want to hear all this nonsense about restraint; she was a vampire. She had chosen the easy way to deal, she had shut down her emotions. She couldn't feel guilt.
She couldn't feel anything.
But hunger.
"Next time it might be in your best interest to do as I say. I won't go chasing your messes, I'm not your personal vamp sitter," Damon quipped.
Just then a girl around Elena's age wandered toward that one door, pulling out her room key.
Elena looked up at Damon sincerely and innocently.
"Fine, you won't chase my messes," she smiled. "But can you settle for cleaning them."
On that last note, Elena spun out of the corner, catching the passerby's arm on her way.
She snatched the room key, slid it in the lock, dragging in the girl and slamming the door behind her.
Not a single person but Damon heard the screams over the music.
Meanwhile... a brother sits in his room, attempting to uncover the hidden secrets of the vampires...
Jeremy surfed the net for several hours, looking for information on vampires. Of course, he already knew how to make and kill them, and he knew they could shut out their humanity, but he didn't know their mindset. Why do they do the things they do? How can they convey normality and blend into the scenary? Why do some try to befriend humans? And more importantly, who caused the mayhem in Mystic Falls? He may not like the Salvatores much but he was convinced they were not the reason for his pain. Although, they certainly helped, Damon and Stefan are not the ones who began this whole mess. So who is?
After his lack of success on the internet, Jeremy remembered the old Gilbert journals.
He ran downstairs and to the bookshelf. He skimmed the shelves, finding the leather bound pages, and took it back to his room. He began to read silently.
January 1st, 1864...
We caught another one. A vampire. A demon. She had tried to lure in one of our men, not aware he was a hunter...
Jeremy skimmed the rest of the entry, finding it interesting but as it didn't hold many names, not very useful.
He remembered then of the box his sister had gone through earlier in the year. He knew the box belonged to his ancestors, meaning there was a good chance it could hold other journals with more relevant information. He left his room in search of the treasures in the attic.
Elena had finished her little game with the girl hours ago. Elena had tortured her until she begged to be killed.
No, now Elena was in search of the man who had dared to tear the necklace off her neck as she exited the room. Without her necklace, she'd be dead by sunrise. No matter how hard Elena looked or listened, she couldn't find the thief anywhere. He was gone.
Although, the piece of jewelry was both valuable and precious, she was not about to waste time on something that was obviously not here. Elena would simply go to the Salvatore's home and pick up the lapis lazuli ring she kept in the right side drawer of Stefan's dresser.
Elena vaguely saw Damon on the other side of the hall, far away from the elevators. As he glanced up to meet her eyes the elevator doors clanged shut. She knew she did not have much time until Damon was on her trail but she hoped it was enough.
The brunette ran with all the strength she had, making it to the house with no Damon in sight.
She threw the door open; she never bothered with knocking anymore. No one usually minded her appearances in their home, besides it would only be Stefan. He was her boyfriend, he would be happy to see her after her short vacation from life.
"Hello?" Elena could hear a light shuffle from the upstairs. "Stefan?"
She walked towards the parlor, closer to the noise.
"Stefan?" She called once more.
Elena froze in shock.
She had glanced up the stairs on her way to her destination when she saw it.
Stefan embracing a woman who could only be known as Katherine, considering that she looked exactly like Elena.
Elena felt a slight breeze and automatically knew Damon was standing behind her. She turned to see his expression.
He seemed to be keeping it together. Perhaps he really was over Katherine, but she still expected to see some hostility and anger, some sign of betrayal.
Elena laughed without humor. She smiled but it never touched her eyes. She would not give this woman the satisfaction of her emotions. Elena couldn't feel it, she flipped the switch. Now she can't feel much of anything.
Stefan saw his girlfriend's face and stepped away from the vampire in his arms.
Katherine looked around the room and giggled.
"Well, won't you look at that, it's a happy reunion!" Her gaze then zeroed in on Elena. "With one unwanted guest," she sneered.
The boys tensed slightly.
"Oh, quit acting as if I'm going to pull a classic vamp move and drain her dry...You know I love my games. Plus she looks like me; it could make things interesting."
Damon stood his ground in front of Elena. If Katherine was up to her old tricks, then the games would soon begin, and being a newly turned vampire wouldn't help Elena much when it came to her.
"My darling boys, I would love to stay and converse some more, perhaps exchange some witty banter but I must be off because... Well, frankly, this scene has gotten boring." Katherine pouted.
Damon looked between the three others in the room. Elena's expression was blank, Katherine faked innocence, while Stefan stood there clearly swooned. His brother obviously couldn't see through her act.
Katherine kissed Stefan on the lips before speeding over to Damon and placing a feather-light kiss on his cheek, and before anyone knew it...she was gone.
The two brothers glanced at Elena; they could see her anger rise. The switch had flipped on against her will. This type of anger could not be contained.
Damon attempted to avoid the explosion.
"Well, Stefan, that was lovely. Let me guess, you were bored? No, that's me. Oh, she played the part of your girlfriend really well? No? Hmm. Aha, you're an idiot!" Damon ranted, holding his hand up to his brother in gesture that screamed, What the hell?
"Damon, do shut up." Stefan carefully walked down the staircase. "Elena, I can explain. It's not what you think."
"Wrong words, brother." Damon figured if he couldn't stop it, he might as well step back and play referee.
"Not what I think? Oh no, it couldn't possibly be you falling all over your ex-girlfriend, who killed my father by the way, while I, YOUR GIRLFRIEND, was trying to cope with something that was done to me! No, it couldn't be that at all. Right, Stefan?"
"Elena, look. Let's sit down and discuss this rationally." He was now standing at the foot of the stairs, both hands held up in surrender.
"No, I don't want rational, Stefan. I want you to tell me what the hell is going on becau-" Elena's sentence was cut short due to her uncontrollable gasps for breath. Next came the gut-wrenching screams as Elena gripped her head and fell to the floor. The screams continued.
Stefan looked at his brother who immediately turned towards the girl on the floor and attempted to comfort her.
"What did you do to her, Damon?"
"Of course, something goes wrong and it's my fault. Anything else you want to blame me for? Global warming? Nazis? How about the Spanish Influenza Epidemic of 1918?"
"Look at her! Do you really think now is the time to reminisce about your past disasters."
The brothers continued to fight, all the while trying to figure out what was causing the woman in their parlor so much pain.
Suddenly, it grew eerily quiet.
Both men looked her way, careful not to disturb her.
"Elena?" The two of them questioned simultaneously.
Damon threw an annoyed glare at his brother.
The girl rolled over from her huddled position on the floor to stare at the ceiling. Elena touched the ring on Stefan's hand, and began to laugh. "I only wanted the jewel. The man at the ball, he wasn't human. He ripped the trinket off my neck and ran. He stank of death. I saw it in his head. All the little girls, but he is a person. Not a vampire...and he has power."
Elena smiled giddily.
"The stars, they shine so bright. They tell their little secrets." Elena smiles innocently. "The boy, he reeks of light, but he's lured by the darkness. He searches for clues, but the stars won't tell him their stories. They tell mommy. They whisper nasty things about him."
Stefan placed his hand on Elena's shoulder and pulled her into a sitting position.
Damon stared blankly, obviously confused.
Elena continued her rant. "He lurks, seeking reasons for disasters, for the killings of his loved ones. He gets closer."
She then grew silent. Elena peered at the others in the room.
Stefan didn't have any idea what was going on, so Damon mouthed play along.
"What boy?"
Elena raised her hand to Damon's face. She stroked his cheek, "Jeremy," she responded breathlessly.
Heaven bent to take my hand
And lead me through the fire
Be the long awaited answer
To a long and painful fight
Truth be told I've tried my best
But somewhere along the way
I got caught up in all there was to offer
And the cost was so much more than I could bear
Though I've tried, I've fallen...
I have sunk so low
I have messed up
Better I should know
So don't come round here
And tell me I told you so...
We all begin with good intent
Love was raw and young
We believed that we could change ourselves
The past could be undone
But we carry on our backs the burden
Time always reveals
The lonely light of morning
The wound that would not heal
It's the bitter taste of losing everything
That I have held so dear.
I've fallen...
I have sunk so low
I have messed up
Better I should know
So don't come round here
And tell me I told you so...
Heaven bent to take my hand
Nowhere left to turn
I'm lost to those I thought were friends
To everyone I know
Oh they turned their heads embarassed
Pretend that they don't see
But it's one missed step
You'll slip before you know it
And there doesn't seem a way to be redeemed
Though I've tried, I've fallen...
I have sunk so low
I have messed up
Better I should know
So don't come round here
And tell me I told you so...
(Fallen by Sarah Mclachlan)
Okay everyone. Finally, that is the end of chapter seven. I know it took me a while but I have been in the middle of several stories plus a new one and I haven't had much time of inspiration for this one. I truly hope you enjoy it and I will attempt to post more often.
Here's a little trivia question just for luck:
You see, I'm a huge fan of BtVS (Buffy the Vampire Slayer) and although there are many good actors/characters on the show, there was one vampire I've loved since she entered the show. If you are also a fan you might be able to see who I have modeled Elena's vampiric behavior after.
Any guesses?
Anyway, I must go tend to my other stories.
If you are ecstastic that I finally posted, you must thank Miss Caroline for pushing the subject until I finally forced myself to finish this chapter.
Namaste
Nina
