A:N/ Hey guys! I'm so happy that you're all sticking with my story. I'm truly grateful to my new followers/favourites on it and to my old ones who have been with me for a while. I love you all. Some of you might be confused as to certain parts in this chapter and chapters to come but I explain why I done what I've done at the end of the chapter. So you can skip along to the end if you want to know, or you can read through it and find out. I would love for you to read through and give me your thoughts on it. I know where I'm going with this story, some of you may not like it but I'm really hoping that you'll embrace what's to come.
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Let's begin…
Stirring from my deep sleep, I awoke to my head pounding in pain. "Ugh, my head." I moaned. A cool breeze was coming through an open window, it was refreshing.
"Morning." A voice from beside me made its self-known.
"Where are we?" I asked in confusion. I turned to my left and my eyes connected with those of Damon Salvatore. A grin grew on his lips and I knew this would be an answer I didn't want to hear.
"Georgia." He announced.
"Georgia? No, no, we're not. Seriously, Damon. Where are we?" I wasn't in the mood for his games. I was in pain and I was a mess, blood stained my clothes from the accident last night. Ohh god, the accident. That man, he was… dead. It's my entire fault. Guilt washed over me as I remembered some of the events of last night, Stefan that girl in the picture, she was an exact replica of me. I needed answers.
Damon looked at me as he noticed my flushed complexion, "Seriously, we're… we're in Georgia. How ya feeling?" he asked.
"Uhh…" I didn't know how I was feeling. I was scared, in pain and racked with guilt.
"There are no broken bones. I checked." Damon informed.
I have to go back, no one knows where I am… what happened to me, nothing. "But the accident… I hit someone… but then he got up, and… who was that?" I asked.
"That's what I would like to know." Damon sighed at mu side.
Trying to hold back a cough, I braced my hands on my legs as my chest constricted in pain. I could feel Damon's eyes linger on my form as I squeezed my legs tightly. "Where's my phone? We have to go back. My family don't know what happened; they don't know where I am. Pull over." I heard a snigger escape his mouth, "Damon. Pull over! Stop the car!" I yelled.
"Oh you were so much more fun when you were asleep." He moaned.
Damon pulled over the car and came to an abrupt halt. I swung the door of the car open and braced my unsteady hand on the top of the car and I climbed out. One of my legs buckled from underneath me and I stumbled to catch my balance. Before I could blink, Damon had rushed to my side.
"Hey." He said as he held me for support.
I look at Damon strangely, "We have to go back." I said as he backed off.
"Ohh come on. Look. We've already come this far…" He moaned. I could care less how far we'd come, I wanted to go home.
"Why? Damon, I have to go home. I was… I was in an accident, I wrecked my car. I have to go home." I pleaded, "This is kidnapping." I informed. By the look on Damon's face, he wasn't buying a word of what I was babbling on about.
He screwed his face up and tapped his middle finger on his bottom lip, "That's a little melodramatic, don't you think?" he smirked.
I folded my arms across my chest in defence, "You're not funny, Damon. I'm not going to Georgia."
"Well, you're in Georgia. Without your magical little bracelet, I might add. I can very easily make you… agreeable." The smirk on his face grew more sinister with each passing moment.
I looked down to my wrist to see it bare, my bracelet was gone. It must have come off in the crash. I didn't know what I was going to do; I was completely defenceless against him without it.
"What are you trying to prove, Damon?" I asked. I was tired of these games of his. I just wanted to leave.
Before he could answer I head a familiar ringing noise coming from his pocket, "That's my phone."
"Mmm. It's Stefan. I'll take it." My eyes widened when he said his name, "Alana's phone." He smiled into the phone. I stood and watched as Damon spoke into the phone, I couldn't hear a word of what Stefan might be saying.
I wonder if he knows I saw that picture.
"Alana? She's right here. And she's fine." Damon smiled at me. I rolled my eyes in response. "He wants to talk to you." Damon announced.
I shook my head, "Uh-uh."
"Yeah. I don't… I don't really think she wants to talk to you right now."
Damon turned and smirked, "You have a good day. Mm-hmm. Bye-now." Damon closed my phone and tossed it to me. I just briefly caught it in my hands before it hit the concrete.
"Look, no one knows where I am. Can we please just go home?" I pleaded one more time.
Damon took a few steps closer to me, shortening the gap, "We're almost there." He moaned.
"Where is there?!" I was becoming annoyed with his antics.
"A little place right outside of Atlanta. Oh, come on, Alana. You don't wanna go back right now. Do you?" I opened my mouth to speak but he cut me off, "What's the rush? Time-out. Trust me. Your problems are still gonna be there when you get home. Look. Step away from your life for five minutes. Five minutes."
Did I want to go back just yet? I didn't know the answer to that.
"Will I be safe with you?" I asked.
"Yes." He smiled.
"Can I trust you not to compel me?"
"Yes."
"Can I trust you?"
Damon rolled his eyes, "Get in the car. Come on."
I made my way round to the car and climbed back in.
The drive to where ever Damon was heading felt endless. My head was still a little sore, and my clothes still had blood on them. I couldn't sit still; I was agitated and annoyed at this whole situation. I don't know why I ran, I should have just asked Stefan about the photo but I got freaked and done what my instincts told me to do… run.
"So, where is my car?" I broke the silence in the car. I refused to make eye contact with him as I felt his eyes grazing over me.
"I pulled it off to the side of the road. I don't think anyone will bother it." He joked. This was no joking matter. Someone could report it to the sheriff and they'd know that it was my car.
"The man in the road… was he a…?
"From what I could tell, yeah…"
"And you don't know him?" I asked.
Damon sniggered at my question, "If I've never met him, I wouldn't know him. I mean, it's not like we all hang out together at the Vamp Bar and Grill."
I rolled my eyes and leaned my head against the cool glass of the window. I watched out the window and watched the fields and building pass us by. I hadn't noticed that Damon began to come to a halt.
"Where are we?" I asked wiping my eyes clear. I looked at the building that we had stopped in front of. "A bar? Damon, I'm not old enough. They're not going to let me in." I informed.
Was he really this stupid?
"Sure they will." He smiled.
What had I gotten myself into?
We climbed out of the car and entered the bar, there were people playing pool and some at the bar drinking. I observed from behind Damon's back as we walked further into the bar.
"No. No, it can't be. Damon. My honey pie."
I stepped out from behind Damon as a woman came over and grabbed his face. She pulled his face closer and placed a kiss on his lips.
We walked over to the bar and the same woman that had just kissed him gathered all the bars attention, "Listen up everybody! Here's to the man that broke my heart, crushed my sole, destroyed my life and ruined any and all chances of happiness." She grabbed a bottle and poured shots for everyone in the bar. "Drink up!"
Damon and the woman who I know now as Bree turned to face me as he placed a shot in front of me. "So, how'd he rope you in?
I looked over at Damon at my side and he shrugged his shoulders as he smirked, awaiting my answer.
"I'm not roped in. Actually, my sister is…"
Bree cut me off, "Honey, if you're not roped, you're whipped. Either way, just enjoy the ride." She smiled and poured more drinks.
I got comfy on the stool and looked at Bree, "So, how did you two meet?"
"College." Bree answered quickly.
I turned to Damon, shock evident on my face. "You went to college?" I smiled. I hadn't pecked Damon to be someone who went to college.
"I've been on a college campus, yes." He smirked and swirled the drink around in the glass he held in his hand.
"About twenty years ago, when I was a sweet, young freshman, I met this beautiful man, and I fell in love. And then he told me about his little secret, made me love him more. Because, you see, I had a little secret of my own that I was dying to share with somebody." Bree smiled.
Damon leaned over to me and whispered in my ear, "She's a witch."
"Changed my world, you know." Bree smiled to Damon.
"I rocked your world." He informed.
"Too much information." I blushed and Damon smiled as he took another drink from the glass.
"He's good in the sack, isn't he?" Bree smiled and nodded her head to me. I turned a deep shade of red at her question. "But mostly he's just a Walk-Away Joe." She turned her attention to Damon, "So, what is it that you want?"
Damon smiled.
I left Damon and Bree talking in the bar and went outside; I leaned up against Damon's car and pulled my cell out. I dialled in Jenna's number and let it ring; she picked up on the first ring.
"Hi, Jenna. I'm so sorry." I spat out. I knew she would be worrying about me.
"Where are you? Why didn't you call?" Jenna asked frantically down the phone.
I had to come up with a lie, "I was so tired last night, I just fell asleep at Caroline's. This morning, I just wanted to get to school."
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." I lied.
After hanging up the phone, another one came through. It was Stefan.
"Alana, is that you?"
"I'm here." I huffed.
"Where are you?" he asked annoyed.
"You lied to us." I informed him. He had been lying to Elena and I, about Katherine, about everything.
"Not until I explain, please." He pleaded. I could hear my sister in the back ground.
"Does Elena know?" I asked as I sifted my feet back and forth.
"Just tell me where you are, so that I can come and get you."
"How are we connected to Katherine?" I asked. I completely dismissed his plead.
"I honestly don't know." He sighed through the phone.
"How am I supposed to believe you, did Elena already know?" I asked again. I pushed myself off Damon's car and walked a little.
"Look... I—Listen." He said. I hung up the phone. He was avoiding all questions which meant that my sister, the one that I thought I could trust, knew about Katherine and kept it from me.
I turned around and came face to face with Damon.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Please, Damon. Don't pretend to care. I know you're gloating inside." I knew that he had heard the full conversation, which means he heard me asking about Katherine.
After we went back into the bar, we were seated and eating food at the bar.
"Let's just say that I'm a descendant from Katherine… does that make me part vampire?" I asked. I was still new to all this and didn't know the dynamics of the whole Vampire thing.
"Vampires can't procreate." He picks up a fry and sticks it in his mouth, "But we love to try." He smirked as I rolled my eyes. "No, if you were related, it would mean Katherine had a child before she was turned." Damon informed.
"Did Stefan think that by dating Elena, he could use her to replace her?" I asked.
"Kinda creepy if you ask me," he looked beat as he watched me pick pickles off my burger, "Come on, What? You don't like pickles? What's wrong with you?" He smiled as he leaned over and took the discarded pickles on the side of my plate.
Something crossed my mind that I hadn't even thought of, so I had to ask.
"How can you even eat?" I took a bite from a fry, "If technically you're supposed to be…"
"Dead?" Damon whispered. He then began to laugh as I looked at him, "It's not such a bad word. As long as I keep a healthy diet of blood in my system, my body functions pretty normally."
I looked at him as he bared a teeth glaring grin at me, "So, this nice act that you're playing. Is any of it real?" I asked as I sipped my drink.
Before he could answer, Bree came over to the bar.
"Here you go." She handed Damon over a beer.
"Thank you." He smiled and took the bottle.
I thought it over for a moment, "I'll have one too." I said.
Damon shot me a look, "Hmm?"
"Time out, remember. You said for five minutes, and if I'm to stay here. That five minutes is going to need a beer." I sighed.
Damon smiled and looked at Bree, "There you go." She smiled as she handed me over an ice cold beer.
"Ready… Go!" We all threw back shots at Bree's call. I quickly downed my own, being the first to finish the shot, I clapped my hands in the air.
"That's three!" I called. I turned to face Damon who spilled some of his drink down his chin, "Aw, does someone need a bib?" I asked mockingly.
Damon rolled his eyes and wiped his chin, "Sorry I can't unhinge my jaw like a snake to consume alcohol."
"Ugh, whatever," I rolled my eyes. "Who's next? Another round, Bree." I called to her.
As Bree poured the shots, a woman tapped my shoulder and I turned to face her.
"Honey, you should be on the floor." She laughed.
"Please, I've not even started." I joked.
I could hear Damon tut behind me, which made me want to drink more to drum out his arrogance.
As Bree handed me the rest of the shots I headed over to the pool table and left Damon sitting alone at the bar, sulking.
"Yes!" I called as I got my remaining ball in the side pocket. The other people in the bar cheered me on as I prepared to take another shot.
As I leaned forward I could hear my cell ringing at the side. "Here, take my shot, please." I handed over the cue to a woman beside me so that I could answer my phone. I stumbled as I walked over to the side to reach my cell, "Hello?" I mumbled slightly.
"Alana?"
Shit, it's Jenna.
"Jenna! Hold on, I can't hear you, it's too loud." I yelled down the phone.
"Alana, where are you? Are you ok?" Jenna called back.
"Yeah, Yeah I'm fine. Everything's fine," I rushed over to the exit to take the call outside, "Hold on, I still can't hear."
"No, it's not fine! I got a call…"
As I walked outside the door my foot caught on a wooden plank and I fell to the ground, "Ahh, shit." I moaned. It was dark and I dropped my phone onto the stairs that led to the bar. I felt around the stairs for my phone and got back to my feet as soon as I had my cell in my hand. "Hello?"
Just as Jenna was about to answer, someone came up behind me and covered my mouth with their hand. I panicked and dropped my phone to the ground once more. I tried to fight off my attacker, but I failed. I kicked and scratched at his hand as I tried to scream, but they came out as muffled sounds.
"Please, please. Don't do this!" I pleaded. "Who are you!?" I asked in panicked tone.
As the mysterious man took me to a tank, I saw a familiar face heading towards us, "Damon, no!" I screamed to alert him, but it was too late.
I watched on in horror as the man Vamp-sped over to Damon and began frantically beating him with tremendous speed and force. I managed to get down from the tank and fled over to the scene.
"No!" I yelled as I watched the man pouring gasoline on top of Damon. As I got closer, the man turned to me, revealing his vampire teeth.
I automatically stopped in my tracks.
"Who are you?" Damon asked as he coughed from the beating.
"That's perfect! You have no idea." The man smirked and continued to empty the gasoline onto Damon who lay on the ground in pain.
"What are you talking about? What did he do?" I asked the man, panic was clear on my face but he took no acknowledgment of me.
"He killed my girlfriend. What did she do to you, huh? What did she do to you?!" he yelled.
"Nothing." Damon gasped.
"What are you talking about? I don't understand." I sighed.
The man took a step back from Damon and turned to face me, "My girlfriend went to visit Stefan, and Damon killed her. Got it?" Before I could answer he turned his attention back to Damon and attacked him with the bat once more.
"Ahhhhh." Damon yelled in agony.
Everything settled into place once I connected the dots. "Lexi? Lexi was your girlfriend? Elena told me that you were human." I whispered.
"I was." He stopped the frantic beating of Damon to answer me.
"She turned you?"
"If you want to be with someone forever, you have to live forever." He whimpered as stray tears rolled down his cheek.
"She loved you. She said that, 'When it's real, you can't walk away.'" I said, gaining his attention.
"Well, that's a choice you're not going to make." The man lit a math and watched as it caught light.
"Don't. Don't please, don't hurt him." I pleaded as I raised my hand out to him.
He looked at the match and then to me, "I'm doing you a favour."
"No, please. You're better than him. Lexi was a good person which means that you're a good person. Be better than him. Don't do this, please. I'm begging you! Please. I said.
Lexi's boyfriend grabbed Damon and threw him with astonishing strength against the building and walked over to me.
"Thank you."
"It wasn't for you." He sighed, and disappeared into the night.
I rushed over to Damon's side as he huffed in pain, "Are you ok?" I asked worriedly.
"I will be." He said, "Thank you." He smiled slightly.
"I didn't do it for you." I looked at him. "I did it for Lexi's boyfriend. I didn't want him to stoop to your level, Damon."
I stood from my crouching position and headed over to his car. Once I saw that he was back onto his feet and clutching his side, I climbed in.
I waited in the car as Damon went back into the Barr to say goodbye to Bree. He was gone for about 10 minutes before he returned and took his place beside me in the car.
As we set off on our journey home, neither of us broke the awkward silence as we drove on the highway back to Mystic Falls.
I decided that since he wasn't going to talk, I would.
"So, why did you bring me here?" I asked.
Damon didn't take his eyes off the road as he replied, "Well, you're not the worst company in the world, Alana. You should give yourself more credit." He smirked.
"Seriously, Damon. I'm not joking." I huffed.
"You were there in the road, all damsel-in-distress-like. And I knew it would piss of Stefan. And… you're not the worst company in the world, Alana."
I huffed as I sunk into the seat more, "I use to be a lot more fun." I replied.
Damon turned to me and furrowed his brow before replying, "You did okay."
"I just saved your life! I could have left him to kill you and I wouldn't have thought twice about it."
"I know." He grinned.
I smiled, "Don't you forget it."
And with that, we continued on our road home.
As we arrived back into Mystic Falls, Damon took us back to the Salvatore Boarding House.
As we walked in, Elena pulled me into a tight hug.
"Alana, I was so worried about you!" Elena squeezed me.
"I'm ok, I promise." I smiled as she pulled away from me.
I turned around to see that Damon was gone, he disappeared from sight.
"Did you know?" I asked.
"I only found out after you disappeared. I swear." Elena smiled small.
There was something else she wasn't telling me; I could see it on her face.
"What aren't you telling me, Elena." I asked as she held my hand tightly.
"Come with me." Elena whispered as a tear escaped down her cheek.
I nodded as I tried to compose myself, preparing for what my sister was about to tell me.
Nothing on this earth could prepare me for what she was about to tell me. Nothing.
Elena let me take her car home as she was staying with Stefan so the night. As I drove home, everything Elena had told me was swirling around in my head on repeat. I still couldn't believe what she told me, but Stefan came and told me what he knew. Everything I knew about myself was a lie, everything that I thought I knew… I didn't know anything.
I pulled up and turned off the engine as I stopped outside the house and prepared to enter the door.
As I entered the house I was met by Aunt Jenna, who was frantically flipping the pages of a magazine on the sofa.
"I don't set a lot of rules, Alana. Not with you. Not with your sister. I trust you. I trust you to tell me the truth. Where were you? Why would you lie to me about it? I thought that we were closer than that." Jenna spoke as she rose from the couch and headed over to me.
The thoughts of tonight were boiling inside of me and I had to let them out. "I don't think now is the time you want to talk to me about lies." I spat and headed for the staircase.
Jenna followed closely behind, "Don't do that. Don't turn this back on me. I didn't do anything wrong."
"Ohh really? I stopped on the middle of the staircase and turned to face her as she stood at the bottom looking at me in shock. "Okay… I have a question for you. Are Elena and I adopted? I trust you to tell me the truth too, Jenna. I thought we were closer than that." I reiterated her earlier words.
"Alana I didn't… they asked me not to." Jenna pleaded for the bottom of the stair case.
"Save it, Jenna. I don't want to hear it," Tears swelled in my eyes as I looked at her. I left her there as I fled to my room. I didn't want to believe Elena, but Jenna had just confirmed that everything she and Stefan told me was true. We were adopted.
I let the hot water of the shower caress my body. Washing off the dried blood that I acquired form my accident, memories were circulating through my mind, one after the other, making it harder for me to forget. I didn't want to think about it anymore, I wanted to forget the last few days ever happened and move on. Something told me I would never forget the events of the last few days.
I climbed out the shower and dried off, changed clothes and climbed into my bed. Tucking a stray hair behind my ear, I heard my phone buzz on the dresser. I reached over to it and took out the charger; it was a message from Damon.
'I mean it, Alana. Thank you for saving me. D.'
I read over his message before replying,
'You're welcome, Damon. I've had a long day, I'm going to bed. Goodnight, Damon.'
Before I could switch my phone off, Damon replied in a flash,
'Goodnight, Alana. D.'
Grazing over the message one more time, I switched off my phone and put it back onto charge on the dresser and switched off the lamp.
Jeremy and I were sat at the dining room table, he was sketching and I was flipping through my journal. Stefan and Elena came over early in the morning and went upstairs into her bedroom and haven't come down since. I didn't sleep much last night; my mind was still very much awake as my body was exhausted from the events.
The doorbell pulls Jeremy from his sketch book as he ran over to the door.
"Hey. It's gonna be $22." I heard the pizza guy say.
Jeremy turned around and yelled into the kitchen to get my attention, "Alana, I need the money! Uh, here. Come in. Just put it on the table." Jeremy told the pizza guy.
"Coming!" I yelled at him from the kitchen.
Jeremy walked back into the kitchen as the man stepped over the fresh hold to the house.
"Hey. Um, keep the change." I smiled as he gave me the pizza.
His eyes lingered on my for a few moments before he spoke, "Thanks. And you have yourself a good night." He said as a huge grin grew on his face.
I brushed off the awkward feeling and smiled before I nodded and he descended the staircase.
Weird. I thought to myself.
Elena, Caroline and I were walking across the lawn together as Caroline observed the necklace that Elena had given her. It was to protect her from vampires compulsion, it was Stefan's idea which I was all for, anything to keep her safe.
"It's so pretty. Thank you. God, it'll go with, like, everything. What's the occasion?" Caroline asked Elena.
We all took a seat on one of the free benches.
"No occasion. Just a little friend gift." Elena smiled.
"Lesbian friend necklace? Cause we're freaky like that?" Caroline winked at Elena sarcastically. I couldn't help but laugh as Elena rolled her eyes and blushed a little as people walked by staring at us.
"Your friendship is important to me." Elena said.
"Why are you being so mushy?" Caroline asked.
"Because she's noticed that you've been avoiding her. And she wants to let you know that whatever is going on with you and Matt, its ok." I added in. I knew Elena didn't want to say anything, so I said it for her.
Caroline turned to me and then back to Elena. "I was gonna talk to you about that. I was, but there's just not much to say. You know, we've hung out a couple of times. That's it, but… I just feel like we've peeked as friends." Elena nodded in response, "This is weird, it's weird right?" Caroline laughed uncomfortably.
"It's a little weird." Elena said.
"It isn't half." I added.
"If it's what you and Matt want, then it's not about me." Elena sighed.
Caroline shook her head, "But it's all about you. Matt's not over you, and we all know it."
"I'm with Stefan now. Matt understands that. He knows he has to move on." Elena smiled weakly.
I furrowed my brows, "It's not as easy as that, Elena. Matt was very much so in love with you." I said.
"I know, but he has to move on. And I can't think of anyone better than Caroline." Elena smiled as she squeezed Caroline's hand.
"Thanks, Elena." The smiled at each other and then we headed for our morning classes.
School was over and Elena was at the Grill with Bonnie for a meal. Caroline was away to find her outfit for the dance that she was dragging me along to. I already had my outfit so that was one thing scratched off my 'to-do list' now; I was going to the grill to meet Matt.
As I entered the Grill, I just missed Elena as she drove off in the opposite direction down the street. Walking through the doors, I saw Damon walking away from Bonnie as she was stood talking to Ben. I disregarded Damon and looked for Matt to no avail. I must have just missed him. My eyes caught Damon's as I walked past the bar and headed to the exit again to call Matt.
As I pulled my cell from my pocket, it began ringing.
"Hello?" I asked as I walked over to my car.
"Hello, Alana." The unfamiliar voice said.
"Hey, I'm sorry, who's this?" I asked as I placed my key into my car to open it.
"You hit me with your car."
I froze at the door of my car. I quickly turned around and seen a man in a black hoodie approaching me.
"You got away from me. You won't next time." He threatened.
I quickly turned around and pulled my car door open and climbed inside and ignited the engine and reversed out of my space. I sped off into the direction the hooded man was stood, watching me as I passed by.
I drove off to the Salvatore Boarding House, hoping I could find some answers from Stefan or Damon.
As I pulled up into the drive, I looked over my phone at the number that had called, but it came up as 'unknown'.
I walked over to the door but before I could ring the doorbell, Stefan opened the door.
"Hey." I said.
"Hey, come in." he smiled.
I walked in the door and headed to the main room and took a seat on the couch. "Is Elena here?" I asked.
Stefan shook his head, "No, she's out looking for an outfit for tonight. Why? Did something happen?" He became more worried as I nodded my head.
"The man… well the vampire that I hit that night." I paused. Stefan became more intrigued. "Well, I got a call about 20 minutes ago. It was him." I sighed.
I rubbed my sweaty palms on my legs as I looked at Stefan. He walked over and took a seat beside me on the couch.
"Why me? What does he want with me? A-and if he's trying to kill me, why tell me before hand?" I asked.
"That's because we're predators, Alana. We hunt. We stalk. It's often as exciting as the kill." Stefan sighed, "Here, I want you to take this." He handed me a compass.
I took the compass and looked over it, I knew it looked familiar. "This is Jeremy's pocket watch. How did you get it?"
"I took it from Damon, who took it from Logan, who must have taken it from you." Stefan said.
I opened the watch and it looked peculiar, "What happened to it?"
"Well, it's not just a watch," I looked up at Stefan confused, "It's a… it's a sort of compass, but it points to vampires." Stefan smiled. I was still looking as confused as ever as I looked over the watch.
Stefan showed me how it worked; I watched as the compass spun around and then clicked into place pointing at him.
"Wow." I gasped. "Why did my father have it?"
"Gilberts were one of the founding families, and back in 1864, they were among those who sought to eradicate the vampires. The compass was used to find us." Stefan smiled small.
I couldn't help but feel sorry for him, Elena told me about his struggles at being one of them. I couldn't imaging the pain of going through all of that.
"I'm sorry, Stefan." I grasped his hands in my own and he looked at me. I gave him a smile of reassurance, to let him know that i was not like our founding fathers. That I don't hate him.
I returned home a few hours ago and I was sat on the sofa as Jenna was on the phone in the other room. We had talked things over, I was still pissed at her for keeping that from Elena and me but it was our parents' wishes and I understood why she didn't tell us.
"Spoke to the insurance company. Car's totalled. You can keep using mine for now." Jenna sighed as she slumped down beside me on the sofa.
"So you're coming to the dance?" I asked with a smile.
Jenna beamed as she smiled back at me, "Alaric asked me to help chaperone."
I still wanted answers, "Why didn't you tell us Jenna?" I asked.
Jenna was slightly startled by the sudden change in topic.
She turned to face me as I grabbed an apple from the bowl, "You mom was gonna do it eventually. I never thought I'd have to." Jenna's face fell in to one of shame.
"So, if mom was here right now and I asked, she'd tell me the truth?"
"Your dad was about to leave the office one night when this girl showed up. She was sixteen, a runaway, and about to give birth. He delivered you and your sister, and he gave her a place to stay, but a few days later, she disappeared. And there you's were. Your mom and dad were trying so hard to have a baby. I-it just want happening. All Miranda wanted was to be a mom." Jenna sighed.
I nodded as I took in everything she was saying, it was still hard to hear the truth but I'd rather be told the truth rather than being lied to my whole life.
"Well, why were my parents' names on the birth certificate?" I asked in confusion.
"Your dad was a doctor, Alana. He took care of it. They didn't wanna lose you and your sister, so they kept it quiet, told as few people as possible, but if anyone wanted proof, they had the documentation."
"What else do you know about her? The girl?" I asked.
"Just her name, Isobel."
I was in my bedroom getting ready for the 50's dance tonight. I was putting the finishing touches to my outfit before drying my hair. I walked over to my bed and placed the compass on top of it before heading into the bathroom to dry my hair. After I was satisfied with my hair, I turned off the dryer and walked back into my room. I headed over to the closet and pulled out a silver neck scarf to add to my outfit. A chill ran over my body as I closed the door again, I headed over to the door and poked my head out.
"Hey, Jenna? Jer?" I called but there was no answer. Just as I was about to walk back into my room I heard ticking.
"Ohh, god!" I gasped. The compass needle was whirling around on my bed as I approached it. I grabbed the compass as it was still spinning and with my free hand I dialled Stefan's number and left my room.
"Stefan's phone. How may I help you? It took me a moment before I realised the voice on the other end of the phone.
"Where is he, Damon?" I asked anxiously as I hopped down the stairs.
"He's on his way over to you right now. Forgot his phone." Damon replied.
I felt the rush of fear disappear from my body as Damon spoke, "Oh, thank god. The compass was spinning like crazy. Stefan must be here. Thank you, Damon."
"You're welcome." Damon said.
I hung up the phone and was about to walk round the corner when I heard a thud behind me. I turned around quickly when the man in the hooded sweater grabbed me and extended his fangs, getting ready to sink them into my neck.
"Aghhh!" I screamed as his grip tightened around my neck.
"Alana!" I heard Stefan shout my name from the kitchen. Stefan rushed over and pulled the man off of me and tossed him over the couch. The impact of being torn from his grasp caused me to lose my footing and stumble to the ground.
Once Stefan was certain the attacker was gone he dashed over to me. I pushed myself off the floor and Stefan embraced me in his arms. My heart was rapidly pounding as I watched the front door as it was wide open.
"Are you ok? Are you ok?" Stefan repeatedly asked me, I couldn't reply to a question I didn't have an answer to. I nodded to reassure him as he released me from his grip.
Less than an hour later, Damon had arrived at my house to be with Stefan to figure out who this mysterious man was.
"How did he get in?" Damon asked.
"He posed as a pizza delivery guy last night." Stefan spoke up.
Damon turned his attention to me as I sat on the sofa, "Well, he gets points for that. Did he say what he wanted?"
I stood from the sofa, "No. He was too busy trying to kill me for me to ask." I huffed.
Damon rolled his eyes at me.
Stefan walked closer to his brother, "And you have no idea who this is?"
"No." Stefan looked at him unconvinced. "Don't look at me like that. I told you we had company."
"Do you think there is more than one?" I asked.
"We don't know." Damon wandered over to the side of the sofa and took a seat on the arm.
"Damon, he was invited in." Stefan informed him.
Damon nodded, understanding what Stefan was hinting at.
"Then we go get him tonight," Damon turned to me, "You up for it?"
"Tell me what I've to do." I replied nodding.
"Go to the dance with your friends. We'll see who shows up."
Stefan was quick to reply to Damon's plan. "That's a bad idea."
Damon turned his attention to his younger brother, "Till we get him, this house isn't safe. For anyone that lives in it. It's worth a shot."
Damon was right; I couldn't let anything happen to my family.
"I'll do anything." I sighed.
Stefan looks anxious. Damon nods, agreeing.
"I'll be with you two. I'll be safe." I tried to reassure Stefan as he looked at Damon who shrugged his shoulders.
The 50's dance was in full swing as the students were all dancing on the middle of the floor. Bonnie was with Caroline and Elena was with Stefan, Damon and I. I walked over to the punch bowl and met Caroline.
"Hey! You having fun?" I called over the music.
"No, but this took about two hours, so I'm at least staying half of that." She smiled. We both laughed as Bonnie walked over.
"What's Damon doing here?" She asked in concern.
Caroline and I turned to face Damon who was standing with Stefan.
"He wanted to come." I replied sighing.
"So what is this, like, a threesome now, you and the Salvatore brothers?"
"First… eww. And second, Elena is going out with Stefan. She Damon's going to be around a lot.
"It's not like I can kill him." I joked.
"Now there's a thought." Bonnie added.
"I'll help." Caroline chipped in. I just rolled my eyes at both of them.
As I walked around the room, I saw Damon, Bonnie and Caroline in what looked like a heated discussion, so I headed over.
As I approached, Caroline tugged Bonnie away from Damon and disappeared into the crowd.
"Where did they go?" I asked Damon.
He turned to look at me, "I don't know."
"What did you say to them, Damon?" I asked in annoyance. I knew he'd done something.
"I was perfectly polite. Alana… would you like to dance?" he asked and extended his hand.
I looked at his palm for a short moment before placing my own in his. He closed his hand around mine and led me to the dance floor.
"Why didn't you tell me they guy called you earlier?" Damon asked as we swayed to the music.
I looked up at him from beneath my lashes, "I went to your house to find you. Stefan answered and I spoke to him about it." I replied.
"You could have called." Damon said with a hint of annoyance in his tone.
I pulled back from him a little to look him in the eye, "And what could you have done, Damon? Nothing, just like Stefan, you can't be there 24/7, Damon." I spoke up.
"Alana…" Damon whispered.
I smiled and let his hand go before he could talk anymore. As I turned around, someone caught my eye. I took a quick look and turned back to Damon with shock on my face.
"What's wrong?" he asked and rushed over to me, closing the gap, I took his hands and made it look like we were dancing.
"He's here, Damon. Back corner." I whispered.
Damon turned us a round a little to get a better look. Once he found what he was looking for, he leaned in closer as his lips brushed my ear, sending chills down my spine.
"Get Stefan." He whispered and released me from his grasp. I nodded and walked off into the crowd as he walked towards the man.
As I walked across the dance floor looking for Stefan, my phone buzzed inside my pocket. I took it out and answered it, "Hello, Alana," I looked around to see if I could source where the call was coming from, "There's an exit door behind you. You have five seconds." He added.
"No, please." I pleaded.
"Or your brother dies." The man spoke into the phone. I searched the floor until my eyes set on Jeremy at the punch bowl; the man was stood beside him on the phone. "I can snap his neck so fast I bet there's not even a witness. Now, start walking." His tone turned sinister.
I backed up to the exit, "Don't you dare touch him." I threatened. I kept walking backwards across the floor, not taking my eyes off my brother. I watched as the man started walking to Jeremy, but to my relief, he walked straight past him and began to close in on me. I hung up the phone and ran for the exit. I ran down the corridor and came to a set of doors but they were chained shut.
"No!" I yelled. I turned around to see him getting closer as he walked calmly towards me. I turned and ran down a different corridor and opened the doors to the cafeteria. Once inside, I bolted across the room to reach the other doors but before I could move the man vamp-sped towards me and grabbed a hold of my hair causing me to scream in pain. I struggled to get away and release his grip on me with one final pull. He turned me to face him before smiling. His smile dropped and he threw me over a table, I landed on the cold concrete.
"Ahhh." I called as I hit the ground.
The man tossed the table as headed for me once again. I frantically grabbed a pencil I had found on the floor and sat up. He reached down and grabbed me again and backed me up against the wall, as my back collided with the solid brick, I winced in pain. His fangs protruded from his mouth as he tilted my head to the side, revelling my neck. As he prepared to sink his teeth into me, I jammed the pencil I had in my hand into his stomach; he jutted back as I took him by surprise. My chest was raising and falling at a rapid pace as he looked at me with anger boiling in his eyes. As he stalked back over to me I prepared to attack again but he raised his hand in the air to defend himself. As I saw an opening, I stabbed the pencil through his palm. As he looked down at the palm of his hand as the pencil stuck out and blood began to gather, I shoved another into his stomach and pushed him to the ground.
He struggled to get to his feet as I backed away. I stumbled into a mop bucket. Taking the opportunity, I turned around and grabbed the broom and snapped it in two making a handmade stake from the wood. I was now armed. As he advances towards me one more time, I thrust the stake forward but to my disbelief, he caught my wrist and began to twist it making me release the wooden stake.
"Ahh!" I cried in pain.
He pulled me into his grasp preparing to sink his teeth into my bare neck. I screamed in horror as I prepared for the pain and the imminent death that awaited me. As I felt his teeth scraping the thin skin on my neck, he was snatched away and I crumbled to the floor.
Stefan sunk down to the ground where I was laying.
"Hey, Dickhead," The man turned and look at Damon who was stood at the other side of the room. "Nobody wants to kill you. We just wanna talk." Damon smiled as he held a stake in his hand.
The man looked at him and smiled before trying to speed over to me. I scurried on the ground, trying to get out of the way before he reached me. I watched as Damon threw Stefan the stake and he rammed it through his chest before he reached me.
I looked on in horror as he spat blood and fell onto his knees in front of me. Damon walked over to join Stefan's side.
"Now you feel like talking?" Stefan asked him.
"Screw you." He laughed.
Stefan drove the stake deeper into his chest and he groaned in pain.
"Wrong answer. Why are you doing this?"
"Because it's fun." He smiled again.
"What do you want with me!?" I called. The man on his knew looked up at me with a sinister smile on his lips.
"You look like Katherine." He grinned.
My blood ran cold and my mouth formed an 'O' as he spoke.
"You knew Katherine?" Damon asked him.
"Oh. You thought you were the only ones," he laughed and groaned at the same time, "You don't even remember me."
Damon leaned in front of him on the ground, "Tell me how to get into the tomb. Hmm?"
"No."
Stefan drove the stake deeper one more time as he called out in pain.
"The grimoires.
"Where is it?" Damon asked impatiently.
Stefan dug the stake into the man again until he gasped for breath.
"Check the journal. The journal. Johnathan's journal. Johnathan Gilbert's." The man called out.
Damon stood and grimaces.
"Who else is working with you?" Stefan asked.
He refused to answer as he looked at the ground.
"Who else is there?" Damon asked.
"No. You're gonna have to kill Me." he huffed from under his breath.
I got to my feet as Stefan removed the stake from his chest but seconds later, he rammed it straight into his heart. I gasped in shock as I watched on.
"No, no. How are we gonna find the others now?" I asked frantically. This was our only shot.
"He had to die." Damon turned to me. My face was stained with tears.
"But…"
"Alana, he was invited in." Stefan told me.
We heard doors opening and then Mr. Saltzman walked by the window. Stefan and Damon look at each other.
"Go. I got this." Stefan told Damon.
Damon disappeared off in to the corridor as Stefan looked at me.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
I looked at him still a little shocked at what I'd witnessed tonight, "Yeah, I'm okay," I sighed, "I'm gonna head home."
"Just wait and we'll come with you." Stefan said as he stood and walked towards me.
"Not to be ungrateful, Stefan, but I think I've seen enough vampires for tonight," I smiled weakly and he nodded understanding what I was saying. "Thank you thought, Stefan. I don't know what I would have done if it weren't for you and Damon."
"Don't worry about it." He smiled.
"Easier said than done, Stefan. But I mean it, thank you."
I sat at the kitchen counter still in my outfit from earlier; Elena walked into the room and took a seat beside me. Her face was saddened as she sighed.
"We have to talk." Were the first things from her mouth.
"What's wrong?" I asked, "Did something happen?" She really had me worried.
"No. Well… kinda." He tucked a stray hair behind her ear, "I'm leaving." She said.
I looked at her shocked. 'She's can't leave!'
"What? Why? You can't leave, Elena." I said quickly, my adrenalin was still pumping through my veins from earlier and hearing my sister say this only made it worse.
"I have to, Alana." She huffed, "I can't take this anymore. All of this with Stefan, Damon… you." She looked away from me as she spoke.
'What about me?'
"What?" I asked confused.
"This whole Vampire situation, it too much for me. I can't do it anymore. Not after our parents died… it's all too much." I watched as tears began to flow from her eyes.
"You're with Stefan. What does he think about you leaving?" I asked as my own eyes swelled with fluid.
"Stefan and I aren't together anymore. We broke it off tonight at the dance. I told him exactly the same as I'm telling you, Alana."
"It still doesn't make sense why you're leaving!" I could feel the anger bubbling inside of me.
"Please, Alana. I need to do this for myself. I don't want to be dragged into any more drama, not after everything that's already happened."
"Where will you go?" I asked as tears trickled down my cheek.
"I'm going to Denver to stay with family there." She smiled weakly.
"Please, Elena. Don't leave me." I sobbed. I couldn't hold them back any longer as they over flowed my eyes.
She pulled me into a tight hug, "You'll be alright, Alana. You have Jer and Aunt Jenna."
"But you're my sister. What am I supposed to do without you?"
"Alana, please don't make this harder than it already is. I'm leaving and you can't change my mind," she sighed and tilted my chin up to look at her, "I'll only be a phone call away." She smiled through the tears in her eyes.
I nodded in agreement; I didn't want to argue with her anymore over this matter. If it's what she really wanted, who was I to stand in her way.
"When are you leaving?"
"Tonight, I'm waiting on my cab. I've left you the keys to my car since you totalled yours." She tried to joke.
I laughed slightly but I was in pain from tonight's earlier events.
"Please call me when you land." I instructed her.
Beep! Beep!
We both turned around as we heard her cab had pulled up outside for her.
"Do you need a hand?" I asked her.
"No, it's fine. Say goodbye to Jenna and Jer for me please."
"Do they know that you're leaving?" I wondered.
"Yeah, I spoke with them before you came home." She smiled once more.
I nodded as I was lost for words. After everything that's happened, my sister was also leaving me. I wanted to tell her everything that happened tonight but I didn't want to worry her since she was leaving to start over somewhere new.
I was happy for her but at the same time I resented what she was doing as I would never leave her behind. But as I said, who am I to stand in her way.
I walked her down to the door as she grabbed her bags and walked out on to the porch, the cab driver climbed out of the cab waiting for her to walk down the path so that he could help her with her bags. As she began to walk she stopped and turned around to face me, one last time.
"I love you." She smiled.
"I love you to." I sobbed. I couldn't hide the fact that I was losing my sister and something in the pit of my stomach told me she wasn't coming back anytime soon.
She descended the stairs and walked along the path. She stopped and climbed into the cab as he took his place in the driver's seat. I stood in the middle of the large door and watched as the cab drove away. Elena gave me one last smile as she disappeared into the night.
About an hour had passed since my sister left, I felt lost, hopeless but most of all I felt empty. Empty like when I found out my parents had died in the car accident. Empty as I felt when I found out I was adopted. It just seems that, once one thing is over another thing is right around the corner, waiting in prey.
I took a seat on the sofa and curled a blanket around my body for comfort. Just as I lay my head down on the pillow, the doorbell buzzed.
"Ugh!" I moaned as I climbed off the sofa. I clutched my side as I walked over to the door.
"Hey." I was met by Stefan as he turned around as I opened the door.
"Hey." I replied, "Come in."
He nodded and walked inside my home and closed the door behind him. I walked over to the sofa and took my seat again as Stefan followed behind.
"Doing ok?" He took a seat beside me.
I turned and looked at him, "About the whole Vampire thing? Would it be weird if I say yes?"
"Is it true?"
"I know that I should feel more scared or something, but I… feel kind of exhilarated." I admitted.
Stefan smiled slightly at my admission, "It's the adrenaline. You'll crash soon enough."
"Yeah, I suppose," I smiled. "I'm more upset about Elena leaving." I whispered.
"Yeah, I know. She spoke to me about it earlier." He admitted.
"Do you know why she's really leaving?" I asked. I felt like she was keeping something from me, something she wasn't going to tell me herself.
"I don't know, she said she was tired of it all. Tired of always being brought into drama and conflict. She didn't want to see you get hurt, so she left." Stefan smiled weakly.
"Then why did she and you break up?" I asked.
"We saw things differently. I didn't have the same connection to her as she did with me." Stefan admitted.
I didn't quite understand what he was saying, "What do you mean? Same connection."
"I didn't love her like I thought I did."
"Ohh… but you guys seemed so… right." I whispered.
"We were… at the beginning but…" He cut off.
"It's okay. We don't have to talk about it anymore, Stefan." I reassured him.
I took his hand in mine and smiled at him and he returned it.
His face turned in to anguish as he thought something over in his mind.
"I need to tell you something and I don't know how you're gonna feel about it." Stefan said.
I took a sip of my tea and placed it back on to the table, "Well, Stefan, my night can't get any worse," I joked, "What's wrong?"
"I told Damon that I'd help him get into the tomb to get Katherine back. But it was a lie. I let him believe that he could trust me.
"Well, then why would you be worried about telling me?" I asked.
Stefan sighed, "Because he can be very persuasive, and you two have bonded lately."
I scoffed, "That doesn't mean that I trust him, Stefan. It'll take more than a road trip for me to forget what he's done."
Stefan looked saddened but the thought, "I don't wanna be his enemy, Alana, but I can't let him do it." He whispered.
I looked at him as he looked at me, worried about what I was going to say of what I thought about going behind his brothers back.
"Well then don't let him," I sighed, "I'll help you, Stefan. Whatever it takes." I reassured him."
"Thank you, Alana." He smiled.
Stefan shuffled closer to me and pulled me into a hug. My head rested on his shoulder as his hands wrapped around my back. Just being in his embrace was soothing, I felt safe… wanted.
A:N/ Well, there it is, the next chapter to the story. I know some of you might be confused about certain parts, so I'll explain. I decided to write Elena out of my story as I couldn't fit her in as my story is all about my OC 'Alana' Elena's sister. So, Elena might make her return in future chapters, I'm not sure yet. I know where I want to go with this story as I've have it all planed out for months, I know some of you may not like where it'll go but I'm hoping that you all will.
So, please stick with me on this journey as we continue thought. I love the way its progressing and I hope that you are too.
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