AN: Sorry for the very long wait, I was just really lazy and didn't feel like updating. Thank you to everyone who followed and favorited the story.
The same night Elijah was daggered, I had a dream about him. I was standing in alley and I looked down and noticed I was wearing a vintage red dress that reached my knees and my feet were covered by black leather suede heels. I searched my surroundings, but I was alone. Or so I thought.
"Janelle," A voice said from behind me.
I whipped around and came face to face with Elijah. He wore old fashioned suit, something I've only seen in movies or books.
"This can't be happening," I thought.
"I-" I started, taking a few steps back. Elijah took a step forward giving me a menacing look. "I...I daggered you," I stated, feeling a bit numb.
I should've never let that come out my mouth, because the next thing I know, Elijah's hand wrapped itself around my neck.
"Yes you did," Elijah hissed.
"Now tell me," he snarled under his breath, slamming me against a brick wall. I could hear the wall crack and I could feel his body radiating with fury. He tightened his hold around my neck, almost crushing my windpipe and I helplessly tried to pry his grip off.
"Have you been using me?" He questioned me furiously.
"N-no," I managed to get the word out. "I swear, I knew nothing about Damon's plan at the dinner party," I rasped, trying desperately to release his grip on my neck.
"But that didn't stop you from daggering me at the lake house," Elijah stated.
"P-please stop you're hurting me!" I wheezed.
"I do not care," he growled, "I trusted you!"
After a few more tense minutes, Elijah let me go and I instantly clutched my throat gasping for air.
"Know this Janelle, there will be repercussions for what you did to me," Elijah threatened.
"What..." I started, but then everything started getting blurry.
And I woke up before I got the chance to ask what did that mean. I sighed and got dressed into a pair of denim jeans and white vest top with a red cardigan over it and white sandal heels. I went downstairs to fix myself something to eat and I heard the doorbell ring, there was nobody in the house everyone else had already left.
The door rang again and I opened the door slightly, to see no one there. I raised my eyebrow and stepped out of the house, trying to figure if someone was playing a trick on me. I sighed as I walked back into my house, and closed the door. Before I could turn around, I was thrown backwards into the foyer and I skidded across the floor into the wall where my head slammed against it. My eyes watered in pain, but then I felt myself being lifted off the ground by a strong hand gripping my throat. Just like with Elijah in my dream.
"Why does everyone feel the need to choke me?" I thought.
It took me a second to recover from the sudden assault, but I was finally able to identify my attacker. Rosalie. She was glaring at me with her hazel eyes. I tried to say something, but I couldn't breathe let alone speak.
"I should rip your heart out, for what you did," Rosalie threatened.
My eyes widened in fear, what could I possibly done to piss Rosalie off and make her possibly want to kill me.
"But, I can't," she stated, as she finally let go of my throat, dropping me to the floor.
I grabbed the wall with one hand, for support, and my throat with the other, and tried to catch my breath, "What the hell is wrong you!?" I asked angrily, still not completely recovered.
Rosalie chuckled coldly, "Are you really that clueless Janelle? Why do you think I'm here?"
"I don't know you tell me!" I answered impatiently.
"I'm here because of Elijah! That's why I'm here!" Rosalie shouted.
"Why would you be here about Elijah? Last time you saw him you practically ran away-"
"Because he's my brother! That's why I'm here!" Rosalie exclaimed. My whole body was frozen from shock. My mouth opened and closed as I tried to form words, any words, but I couldn't manage to find anything to say. "I know what you and your friends did last night, you daggered Elijah, my brother," Rosalie stated calmly, almost a little too calmly.
My face paled and my heart began beating faster than usual, "I-" I began, but was cutoff.
"Don't try to lie to me, I know you did it! But it will all be okay, once I find him," Rosalie said, nodding to herself. "Now...we're going to play a little game," Rosalie used her speed, she rushed over to me, slamming hard against the wall.
"I'm not going to tell-" I gasped as her hold on my throat tightened.
"It's called tell me where Elijah is. The game is pretty self-explanatory and so are the rules, but there is one small consequence if you don't follow the rules I'll break whatever limb is closest to me," Rosalie smiled sweetly. "Okay?" she then smirked mischievously and released her grip on my throat, allowing me to fall to the ground, coughing and choking for air.
Rosalie swiftly picked me up and viciously bent my arm at an awkward angle, nearly ripping it right out of the socket. I cried out in pain, the slightest movement and I knew my arm would snap.
"He's at the Salvatore Boarding House!" I cried out.
"Thank you, Janelle. Now that wasn't too hard was it?" Rosalie asked mockingly, dropping me to the ground.
And just like that she ran out of the house, leaving the door wide open. I fumbled for my phone for a second and called Damon.
"Janelle?" Damon answered.
"We have a problem," I stated.
"How big of a problem?" Damon asked.
"There's an angry Original on the way to your house, to get Elijah," I replied.
~~~x~~~
I pulled up to the school in my car and as I got out my phone rang in my back pocket causing me to groan. No no no. I wanted to have a normal day, especially after this morning. I picked up the phone, and it was exactly who I didn't want it to be.
"What's wrong now?" I asked shutting my car door.
"Nothing at the moment, our other Original has been taken care of," Damon replied.
"I'm not sure if I want the details," I said.
"You don't. And there is something I failed to mention to you earlier that Katherine's back," Damon stated.
"You have got to be kidding me!" I exclaimed.
"Yeah, I wish. Anyways, that was all I needed to tell you,"
"Thanks Damon," I said, and hung up my phone.
The bell rung, meaning I am late for class, as I close my locker Malia appeared.
"You do know you're late, right?" I asked.
"Yeah, but I don't really care. We need to talk," Malia stated.
"Can this wait?" I asked.
"No it can't. Look, Janelle I know you're a witch," Malia said.
I grabbed Malia's wrist and dragged her to the bathroom, so we could talk.
~~~x~~~
"You tried to burn his body with a flamethrower?" I asked into my phone.
"Yes, but it didn't work," Damon answered with a frustrated sigh.
No one was in the school bathroom since everyone was in class, except me. Malia had left a couple of minutes ago after we had our talk. She basically told me she knows everything and everyone that is connected to the supernatural. And there's some guy who teaching and training her to become a Slayer.
"Well, I'm not sorry I missed that," I stated.
"They're indestructible!" he complained.
"You burned Rosalie, didn't you?" I asked.
"Yes, but only in self-defense. It's just like what Katherine said, indestructible,"
"Ughh, she's still there," I said more than question.
"Yeah," he answered then asked. "Don't you have class?"
I didn't think he'd notice that.
"Uh, I just stepped out for a bit," I answered casually.
"You're lying,"
"No I'm not. And if I were you wouldn't know," I countered.
"I'll figure it out," he said, and I knew he was smirking.
"Goodbye, Damon,"
~~~x~~~
We were having a girls night at Elena's, meaning nothing of the supernatural and no drama. We were standing in the kitchen looking through fast-food menus and playing musical loudly from Caroline's iPad.
"Chinese food or pizza?" Caroline asked.
Elena placed a bowl on the counter before laughing, "Do you even have to ask?" Elena teased, causing Caroline to roll her eyes.
"I will get it," she turned the iPad on and is met with a picture of her and Matt from Founder's Day. When Caroline froze and stared at the picture, Bonnie reached over and took it softly from her hands. "I'll do it,"
"Do you believe that Jonas is being sincere?" I asked Bonnie before throwing a pretzel into my mouth as I sat up on the counter my feet dangling above the tiled floor.
Bonnie was in the middle of looking up a pizza place close enough to order delivery. She had explained to us that her and Stefan talked to Jonas and Luka earlier at The Grill and everything that he told them about Elijah's plan to kill Klaus, including the way to do it.
"I don't know what to believe. I think he's at a loss. He's not sure who to trust," Bonnie answered.
"Well, what are we going to do about this movie situation? What about 'The Notebook'?" Caroline pipped up as Elena laughed.
"I'm all for it!" I smiled.
"You guys, how many times have you seen that movie?"
"That is so not the point," Caroline argued.
"Well, yeah, I mean..." Elena trailed off, as Jenna entered the kitchen. "Hey,"
"What's going on?" Jenna questioned looking around at all of us standing around in her kitchen expect for Bonnie who was sitting.
"Girl's night," I answered softly.
"Oh,"
"How are you doing?" I asked, as Jenna set her stuff down.
"You heard about my fight with Ric?" she asked me and Elena mostly. I nodded and Elena muttered a "Yeah,"
"He feels terrible," Elena said.
"Is this some kind of disguised attempt to cheer me up?"
"No. No, this is about us girls hanging out and you know, we'll be here if you happen to want to talk, or..." Elena started and Caroline cut her off.
"Because I'm a winner when it comes to successful relationships,"
"You too?" Jenna asked, as she moved to the fridge.
"You have no idea,"
"Okay then. It's this whole Isobel thing; he's hiding something from me," Jenna sighed, as she grabbed something to drink and joined us at the island.
"To play devil's advocate, maybe there is a great reason why he's not telling you. Maybe he is just trying to protect you," Caroline said, in an attempt to cheer her up.
"Well, that's not his call to make. I mean, I deserve the truth. Everybody does," Jenna said.
"Sometimes it's harder than that," Caroline said softly.
"Not if it's somebody you care about, it isn't," Jenna retorted.
"You know what we need?" Caroline slammed her hands on the counter, "Dancing. There's a band at The Grill,"
~~~x~~~
We arrived at The Grill and looked up at the band.
"I need a drink," Jenna noted, as she saw Alaric walk in The Grill too.
"Hey, Matt," Caroline smiled, as Matt stood next to us, but he didn't answer her.
"Things just got real awkward," Bonnie muttered, and Caroline threw her a look.
We stood in the crowd listening to the live band, and talking about Caroline and Matt relationship troubles.
"He said the ball's in your court," I asked creasing my eyebrows.
"Yeah, but I can't do anything about it," Caroline countered.
"Why not? All you do is talk about how much you care about him," Bonnie smiled.
"Yeah, but I am still keeping so many secrets," Caroline frowned.
"Alaric's in the same boat with Jenna and maybe that's our mistake. We're trying to protect the people that we love by keeping them out of it, but in the end, we're hurting them anyway," Elena noted, when suddenly Caroline took of her jacket handing it to me before running up onto stage.
"Hey, everybody. Let's hear it for the band!" Caroline hollered into the microphone. "Weren't they awesome?" She applauded with the crowd before moving on. "So there's this guy. And, uh, he told me to tell him how I feel about him. Like it's so easy. Um, you know, just cause I talk a lot doesn't mean I always know what I'm actually talking about. Ah, like now, I'm feeling loopy and I don't really know how to express myself..."
The lead singer was about to take the microphone away from her, "I can sing! Yeah, yeah. You know what, I'm going to sing." She announced as Jenna, Elena, Bonnie, and I looked on baffled.
"Sing?" Elena asked.
"C'mon, off stage," The lead singer tried to lead her off.
Caroline swiveled to face him, "You are going to let me live out my rock star fantasies, and you are going to be my back-up," she said, compelling him.
She whispered something in his ear and he began to strum elegantly playing the song by The Bangles called Eternal Flame. I smiled and shook my head at the scene and looked at Matt who was listening intently. He looked over at me and I nodded towards her. He smiled and made his way to the stage. Caroline started to say something but Matt cut her off by kissing her. We all screamed and cheered at the sight.
After about twenty minutes later, someone tapped my shoulder and I looked over to see Aubree.
"Hey Bree," I greeted.
"Hey Nellie. Have you seen Rosalie? She wasn't at school today and she hasn't been answering her phone. So, I figured I would see her here, but I haven't have you?" Aubree asked.
I felt a cold shiver travel down my spine when Aubree mentioned Rosalie, but I quickly covered it up.
"Um, no I haven't sorry. I'll keep a look out though," I lied, and Aubree nodded her head and walked away.
Elena quickly came up to me, "We have a problem," Elena said seriously.
"What's wrong?" I asked frowning.
"Luka's dead...And Jonas is coming after us, but Stefan is here and he has a plan," Elena said, before taking my hand and pulling me over to wherever Stefan was at.
Stefan quickly told us his plan and we agreed before we set off to find Caroline to let her know.
"She's in the bathroom," Elena said, before leading the way to the women's restroom, and walking through the door.
"We have a problem," Elena said to Caroline.
"What's going on?" Caroline asked frowning.
"Jonas is here and he's after Elena and Janelle," Stefan answered.
"Oh my God!" Caroline exclaimed with wide eyes.
"We have a plan, but I need to get them out of here," Stefan stated.
"Well, what can I do?" Caroline asked.
~~~x~~~
Within a few minutes we arrived at Elena's house and then a more few tense minutes later, Damon received a text that Jonas is dead.
"Everything's taken care of?" Stefan asked, and Katherine nodded.
She took off Elena's necklace held it in her hand, "I'm guessing you're going to want this back. But your pretty little outfit is going to need a good dry clean," Katherine said, gesturing to the blood stained clothes she was wearing.
Elena took her necklace from Katherine's hand.
"You're going to have to get her out of here before Jenna gets home," Elena said to Damon.
"Is that all you have to say to me?" Katherine asked in disbelief.
"This doesn't change the way I feel about you," Elena said.
"I don't much like you either, if we're going to be open and frankly, I'd be happy to see you dead but if we're going to try to take on Klaus, we kinda need you to be alive. So I'm not a threat to you, Elena. Either of you," Katherine paused, as looked at me.
"If any of you are going to believe anything, believe that," Katherine finished, and she gave us all a quick glance and left the house.
Stefan and Damon decided they should go back to the Boarding House and make sure she hadn't left.
"I'm gonna head home," I said, looking at Elena, "I'll text you later, okay?"
Elena nodded with a small smile. I walked out of the house, and to my car and I quickly drove home, shutting and locking the door tightly behind me when I walked into my house.
"Please tell me you or Bree didn't start that fire at The Grill, " Marie stated, startling me.
I turned around sharply and looked at Marie whose arms were crossed.
"No it wasn't me or Bree. It was this witch named Jonas, he started the fire," I answered, and Marie nodded.
"I'm gonna go to bed. I'm pretty tired," I stated, and started going towards the stairs, but the doorbell rung.
"That's odd. Who would visit us this late at night?" I thought.
Marie and I both looked at each other, and we had the same expressions, confused and suspicious. I walked to the door with Marie following close behind me and opened the door to see a man standing in front of me. He was very handsome, even I couldn't miss it despite the suspicion that continued to pump through my body. My heart beat picked up as my eyes stay glued to him. His black line-up cut, and his simply glowing gorgeous hazel eyes pierced through me. He wore a black pea coat shirt and dark jeans.
"May I come in?" the man asked with a French accent, breaking me out of my reverie.
Marie yanked me back and made me stand behind her, "No, you cannot. You have some nerve coming here! Why are you here?" Marie asked, which sounded more like a demand.
"Do they know each other?" I thought.
"I think you know why I'm here Marie. I need to talk to my great-nieces," he said, looking at me.
"No! It's not happening Bastien!" Marie exclaimed.
"The name Bastien sounded familiar and I thought about it and realized, that Nadine had an older named Bastien, but he died in 1492.
"Who are you?" I blurted out.
"I'm Bastien Renard," he began. "Actually, I changed my last name, my real last name is Rousseau. You should know. I'm a relative of yours,"
I was too amazed to speak, I just stood there staring at him.
"He must be playing me. Like I said before, Bastien Rousseau died in 1492, not unless..." I thought.
"You're no relative of ours," Marie said venomously.
"You're not a Rousseau. You're...a..."
"A?" Bastien grinned.
This sparked a whoosh of anger down my spine, "Vampire," I hissed, as if it was a dirty word.
Bastien's grin didn't disappear, "Your point is? By the looks of it, Janelle, you have a fair few of vampire friends,"
"If it makes feel you better Janelle, I didn't become a vampire by my own choice, it was forced upon me," Bastien stated.
"It doesn't matter, go away Bastien," Marie ordered.
"Please, let me in. I'm just trying to protect Janelle and Aubree," he said gently.
"We do not need a vampire's help," Marie answered, and closed the door in his face.
~~~x~~~
England, 1492
"Nadine, what's taking so long?" Bastien yelled, outside my door.
Aurelie laughed, "Bastien, you're a man. You don't understand how much time women need to do their hair and make up. Besides, we're going to ball, everything has to be perfect which means it's going to take a very long to get ready,"Aurelie said.
Bastien just hmphed, "But still! She has had time to get ready for two hours!" He whined, but I knew he was joking.
"Bastien, don't be rude. Nadine deserves some time alone after the passing of her husband, and taking a care of her son and daughter without their father," Aurelie stated.
My heart ached a little when Aurelie said that.
"I'm sorry you had to wait. My hair was disastrous and the servant had problems of fixing it," I said, coming out of my room.
Bastien and Aurelie turned their gazes to me.
Bastien took deep breath as he bowed to me, "Nadine, you look beautiful as always. Even moon and stars bow down to you, they're charmed because you're so beautiful," he complimented.
Aurelie curtsied too, and chuckled.
"Bastien, stop. You're making me blush!" I said
"I envy your beauty sister. I wish I could be as pretty as you are," Aurelie hmphed and shook her head.
Bastien had gone to door and opened it, "Ladies, as much as I love chatting, we should be leaving. It'd be embarrassing if we were late!" Aurelie and I arched our eyebrows and chuckled while walking towards our horse and carriage. Bastian rolled his eyes and sighed quietly.
"What is the name of the manor we're visiting again?" Aurelie asked.
"I do believe the manor is called, The Mikaelson Manor," I answered smiling.
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