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A/N: Anastasia Gilbert – Petra Cubonova.
Ezra Fell – Matt Dallas.
Chapter 14:
Groaning slightly, Anastasia began regaining consciousness, and groggily moved her limbs into a sitting position as she opened her eyes. They narrowed in on a very familiar guy sitting in a chair by the end of the bed that she and … what the hell? Elena?
Shaking her awake, Elena gasped loudly as she found herself in an unknown room staring into the familiar sapphire eyes of her twin sister. Anastasia placed a finger on her lips and pointed at the sleeping guy.
Elena nodded and slowly stood up, nudging Anastasia towards the door as she tiptoed silently around the guy.
Anastasia stayed in the very spot she woke up in, a frown present on her face. Something was off. The guy was obviously a vampire and whether he was faking sleeping or not, he would be able to hear Elena the second she unlocked the deadbolt on the door.
Just like Anastasia expected, once Elena went to turn the lock, the vampire flashed to her side making her squeak and jump in fright. A hand on the door, the vampire smirked, "I wouldn't."
"Ben McKittrick," Anastasia stated, recognition finally flaring in her eyes. He was a few years older than her and when he graduated from Mystic Falls High, she was a freshman. Anastasia would never forget the sexy quarterback who stole a lot of girls' hearts and dazzled them with his smile.
"Sexy Ana," Ben smirked, leering at her as his eyes roamed her body from head to toe, and he licked his lips suggestively. "I heard you ditched Lockwood. Too bad I wasn't around at the time," he winked.
Anastasia chuckled slightly, "Are you flirting with me?" Not giving him a chance to answer, she said, "Well, you definitely have no chance with me, besides I'm seeing someone and you're holding me and my sister hostage."
"Ezra Fell. I heard," Ben growled, his brown eyes flashing with jealousy. Holy Shit, Ben McKittrick, the Ben McKittrick wanted her. What was up with all the hot older guys liking her? She should have broken up with Tyler the second he cheated on her instead of giving him a hundred chances for three years.
Stupid, stupid Elena. That girl would never learn; while Ben and Anastasia were having their little discussion, Elena was edging towards the door again. Ben slammed his hand against the door, his eyes narrowing in on her and they dilated as he said, "Don't try to escape. Don't even move. Do you understand?"
Unknown to Ben, Elena was on vervain. She blankly stared back at him and spoke in a monotone, "I understand."
Ben scoffed and turned around, flashing a smirk at Anastasia while she dully glared back at Elena who the second Ben's back was turned, opened the front door and bolted out.
Honestly, Anastasia wasn't surprised that Elena was saving her ass first and leaving her behind. It was Elena after all. She always put herself first … hence, dead parents.
Anastasia burst out laughing when Elena returned not even a second later, followed by a petite girl who had her hands roughly scrunched into her hair, dragging her back into the motel room.
The petite girl stared at Ben in disbelief and yelled out, "Seriously?!" Elena yanked herself from the girl's harsh grip and grumbled to herself as she seated herself next to Anastasia, who was immersed in the two vampire's argument, not even bothering to spare her traitorous sister a mere glance.
"I told her not to move! I did that eye thing that you taught me!" Ben desperately yelled back, looking adamant and perturbed.
Anastasia sniggered, drawing the attention of the petite vampire girl, "Ben, seriously? First of all, the 'eye thing' is called compulsion, how long were you a vampire?! And second of all, her boyfriend is a vampire. What did you expect? Use your brains dude!"
Ben sneered at her. He walked over to the mini-fridge and grabbed a bottle filled with blood. The petite girl however, stared appraisingly at Anastasia, "I like you."
Anastasia winked back; heck, if she was stuck here, then she might have a little fun. No need to act like a whiny bitch … for now.
Elena scowled, glaring at the girl-vamp, she nagged, "Who are you? What do you want?"
"Does it matter?" the girl-vamp sneered at her. Huh, so it was safe to presume that this chick wasn't a fan of Elena's. Once again, she forcefully grabbed Elena by her bicep and pushed her into what Anastasia assumed to be the bathroom. She then stared at Anastasia and said, "Do I need to manhandle you too, or are you gonna go in by yourself?"
Huffing in annoyance, Anastasia jumped from the bed and said, "Fine. But don't keep me there for too long. Spending too much time in Elena's presence can be quite suffocating."
The vamp-girl chuckled before closing the bathroom door behind her, and Elena instantly reached out for the light switch.
"What the hell, Ana!" Elena yelled the second she flickered on the lights. "You're my sister; you're supposed to be on my side!"
Anastasia raised both eyebrows and scoffed contemptuously, "Oh of course, because it's always about team Elena." Shoving past Elena, she gasped loudly upon noticing an unconscious Bonnie lying in the bathtub behind them, and she ran towards her, "Bonnie? Bonnie, wake up!"
"Oh my God, Bonnie!" Elena cried, joining her sister's side as they both tried awakening the witch.
Elena rushed over to the sink and began wetting a cloth before hastening over to Bonnie's side and placing it on her forehead. A few minutes later, Bonnie slowly opened her eyes and groaned.
"Bonnie?! Thank God," Anastasia sighed in relief.
"Elena? Ana?" Bonnie slurred, batting away the last remnants of sleep. Elena engulfed her into an immediate hug, just as Bonnie began hyperventilating, "Oh my God! Ben is a –"
"Shhh," Anastasia hushed her. She went over to the sink and turned on the tap before saying, "There are two vampires out there that can hear us." Elena and Bonnie nodded in admiration.
"I'm so stupid!" Bonnie whined pitifully.
"No, he had all of us fooled," Elena tried consoling her.
Anastasia glanced between the two girls, "Eh, actually. This is the first I'm hearing of him being in town." Bonnie and Elena gaped at her and Anastasia shrugged, "What? You, Bonnie, didn't tell me anything about him, unlike you did to Elena," Bonnie stared sheepishly at her, "And, apparently Ben doesn't have a daylight ring, and I haven't gone to the Grill at night in ages."
"I don't get what's going on. Why are we here?" Bonnie asked frantically, her hazel orbs glancing from one sister to the other, hoping that they would have the answer she seeks.
Elena sighed and leaned into the hard surface of the tub, "It must have something to do with the tomb and Emily's spell book."
"Spell book?" Bonnie glanced at Elena in perplexity.
Anastasia leaned against the wall near the door, bored stiff as she stared at the two friends. This was why she didn't want to involve herself in Damon's business AND Stefan and Elena's plans. For this exact fucking reason.
"Damon said it could be used to open the tomb," Elena replied miserably.
Bonnie bore her eyes into Elena's chocolate brown ones, "Why didn't I know about any of this?"
Elena timidly stared at her best friend and sheepishly said, "I was trying to keep you out of it, hoping it would never come to this."
Anastasia scoffed and was suddenly looming over Elena with her arms crossed, "Don't kid yourself, Elena. That's all I ever hear from you, that's the same fucking excuse that keeps coming out of your mouth. 'I'm trying to protect you'," Anastasia imitated her, "Well guess what! It's not your job to protect us because you fucking don't know how to! Yesterday you told me the same thing, and guess what? I'm locked in this damn, dingy motel room with you, kept hostage by two vampires. You brainwashed our brother and took away his memories of vampires, and guess what? He was out hanging with that vampire chick outside! And now, you didn't tell Bonnie about anything that was going on, trying to protect her, and guess again! She's locked in here with us!"
Elena and Bonnie's jaw was hanging open and their eyes were bulging widely, threatening to pop as Anastasia ranted and raved at Elena.
Anastasia snapped her head to stare Bonnie in the face, "You wanna know why you're involved in this Bonnie?" Bonnie nodded her head warily, "Because they need a witch to break the spell and let the vampires out of the tomb. If your best friend here told you, then your Grams would have been able to keep you safe and you could have been more careful and on the lookout, but of course," Anastasia snapped her gaze back to a cringing Elena and spoke in a voice filled to the brim with heavy sarcasm, "Elena was trying to protect you. When will you understand Elena, that we are better off without your dismal protection!"
Just as Anastasia finished shouting, Ben burst through the bathroom door and turned the tap off. Elena grabbed Bonnie's shoulder protectively; Anastasia rolled her eyes … her twin spoke of protecting each other and she easily hands her off to the wolves … or vampire. Whatever!
Glaring fiercely at Ben, Bonnie said, "You're wasting your time. I'm not gonna help you."
He gave her a devilish smile and grabbed Elena. Bonnie tried to pull her back, but she was no match to Ben's vampire strength. "That's why she's here. Motivation for you to behave. You know, you shouldn't be so desperate. You made it easy," Ben smirked at Bonnie.
Bonnie glared angrily at him, a sneer present on her face, and just as Ben was about to shut the door, Anastasia shoved her way out and bluntly moved over to the petite vampire who was lazily leaning against a table, "And why am I here exactly?"
The vamp-girl merely smirked at her, "I'll let you know in a minute." She had a cynical smile on her face when she focused her black eyes on Elena, "Well, well. Elena Gilbert. You really are Katherine's doppelgänger. You must have the Salvatore boys reeling," she scoffed in disgust.
"Who are you?" Elena asked yet again.
"I'm Anna," she grinned, "Your brother may have mentioned me. I mean, we're like, practically dating," she spoke in a bubbly sarcastic way.
-THE DOPPELGANGER DIARIES-
Ezra entered the Grill, searching for his girlfriend who wasn't answering her phone. He was worried; the last time Anastasia didn't answer her phone, she was in a car accident and spent the whole next day in Georgia with Damon Salvatore.
He trusted his girlfriend, but he could not ignore the small part that was suspicious of her. She had moments were she pulled the disappearing act, and he would usually almost always find her with one of the Salvatore brothers. Stefan was dating Elena, so he shrugged it off, but Damon Salvatore was a different story altogether.
Ezra just couldn't comprehend the sudden change in heart; at the start of their relationship, Anastasia despised Damon and the ground he walked on, and now, now she miraculously began hanging out with him all over town, and went on trips with him to Georgia. Something just didn't add up.
Noticing Jeremy Gilbert sitting alone, Ezra approached him and sat opposite to him, "Hey Jeremy."
Jeremy was surprised to find his sister's boyfriend, and senior Ezra Fell talking to him, when they never uttered a word to each other before. But then he concluded that it was about Anastasia, "Hey."
"Do you know where Ana is? I've been trying to call her all day, but she's not picking up."
Jeremy frowned in confusion, his soft brown eyes filled with worry, "I thought she stayed over at your place," upon seeing Ezra's face light up with confusion, Jeremy carried on, "Both Ana and Elena haven't slept in their beds this morning … Jenna and I thought that Ana was with you and Elena was with Stefan. Apparently not," he shifted awkwardly.
Now Ezra was really worried. Could Anastasia have stayed over at the Boarding house, with Damon?
Caroline went over to them, "Hey Jeremy, Ezra. Where are Ana and Elena? I've been texting them and Bonnie all day about Duke's party. None of them are answering their phones."
Ezra excused himself quickly, and left the two to discuss … Ana, Elena and now, Bonnie Bennett weren't answering their phones. Of course, he was probably being paranoid; maybe the three girls had a sleepover at Bonnie's and decided not to turn off their phones.
"A beer," Ezra ordered. He would just wait for Anastasia to show up at the Grill.
-THE DOPPELGANGER DIAIRES-
"Bonnie's not going to open the tomb," Elena adamantly told Anna.
"Oh, I think she will," Anna said confidently.
"Because you have Elena hostage," Anastasia interjected in annoyance, "But why am I here? I mean, you saw Elena. She would rather save her skinny behind and Bonnie than worry about mine!" Here, Anastasia shot Elena a filthy glare filled with malice.
Elena quailed but met her twin's glare head on, "That's not true!"
Anna had a sarcastic grin on her face as she stared at Elena, "That's why I caught you escaping while your sister was still here with Ben, right?" Elena looked like she had been slapped across the face, and Anastasia smirked smugly at her, glad that at least someone was on her side. Focusing on Anastasia, Anna carried on, "Damon has Emily Bennett's grimoire. He might not care for Elena's life at the moment since she backstabbed him last night, but he does care for you."
"Me?" Anastasia scoffed in disbelief before she burst out into loud guffaws of laughter, "No offense Anna, but are you on crack or something? Damon would not risk freeing Katherine just for lil' old me."
Anna shook her head, "That's what you think. I was at your place last night; I heard the conversation that took place between you two. Damon regards you as a friend. He will come to help you."
"Do you really want Katherine out that bad?" Elena huffed in exasperation, annoyed with the whole 'Damon would rather her die and save Anastasia's life conversation.'
A malicious sneer appeared on Anna's face, "Trust me. No one I know wants to see that girl again. Except Damon, the lovestruck idiot."
"That's why it's called love, Anna. People do foolish things when in love. Love makes you blind," Anastasia said cheekily causing Anna to laugh.
"Then what is it?" Elena butt in, "Or who is it?"
"My mother's in there," Anna simply said, stalking closer to Elena's level, her tone changing into one of irritation, "Katherine couldn't help herself. She had to toy around with both of the Salvatore brothers. And when she got caught, so did my mother. I watched Jonathan Gilbert take her away."
"I'm sorry," Elena said with the deepest sincerity, making Anastasia scoff and roll her eyes – she knew that Anna wouldn't want her pity.
"You really mean that, don't you?" Anna chuckled, not waiting for a response, "Yeah, I think we'll skip the dead mom bonding so you can start serving your purpose. I mean, from what I've heard, you lost your mother because of your selfishness."
Elena gasped loudly, and flinched as though she were stuck. Anastasia glared at Elena at the reminder of what she did. Anna merely looked like she was enjoying watching Elena fall apart.
Elena ground out through gritted teeth, ignoring the hurt Anna's words caused, "Purpose for what?"
"Leverage. This belong to you?" she held out Elena's phone, pulling away as Elena went to grab it. Seriously, Elena, you cannot out-speed a vampire.
Anna dialed a number and sat beside Anastasia, all the while smirking at Elena's angry expression. Anastasia listened in on the one-sided conversation, since she couldn't hear Stefan on the other end. Stupid vampire hearing.
"She's fine. For now. Tell me you have the grimoire and she'll stay fine. … Which means your brother has it. And I have the witch. So one of you better meet me in the public town square in 30 minutes so we can safely discuss how fun it's gonna be to work together."
Anna left the motel room, giving Ben instructions to not use compulsion but violence instead. Ben grabbed Bonnie from the bathroom and had her sit between the Gilbert twins who weren't speaking to each other at the moment.
"So, you're the key to this. Literally. The one who opens the door," Ben smirked, not the least bit bothered by the hateful glare he was on the receiving end of from the Bennett witch. "Tell me, how long have you been a witch?"
"Is there anything to drink here?" Elena interjected rudely.
Ben got up to stand in Elena's face, his eyes wandering to her neck, "Are you offering?" Elena edged away from him, making Ben grin, "There's water on the nightstand," he said, turning his back on them and sitting in his trusty seat.
Just as Elena was about to take a sip, Bonnie stopped her, "Hey. Can I have a sip?"
Anastasia rolled her eyes as she watched the silent conversation take place between the two girls. Don't get Anastasia wrong, she wanted to get out, she just knew that Bonnie was still a novice and couldn't face down a vampire yet, even one as new as Ben. Anastasia probably had better chances, but she wasn't skilled yet, her powers were working at random; she couldn't take the chances of failing or any of them finding out about her powers yet. She needed to keep it all a secret until she could easily protect herself.
In an instant, Bonnie tossed the water on a bewildered Ben's arm, and as she concentrated on it, they began to turn into flames. Okay, admittedly that was cool.
Ben began yelling, frantically patting the flames so that they would disappear.
Anastasia yawned, watching with ill-concealed amusement as Bonnie made a run to the door with Elena hot on her heels. Like Anastasia presumed, Ben managed to grab Elena before they both made it out.
"Come back in! Shut the door!" Ben growled. His face was no longer colored with mischief and amusement, he looked downright furious. Great; the two idiots managed to piss off their kidnapper. Way to go girls, she clapped sarcastically in her head.
"Don't hurt her," Bonnie cried out as she shut the door behind her.
He violently shook a terrified Elena who he still had a hard grip on and growled, "Don't make me! Now lock it!"
"You two never learn from your mistakes, do you?" Anastasia deadpanned, ignoring the two fierce glares she was on the receiving end of.
"At least we're trying to escape, unlike you!" Elena snapped angrily.
Anastasia stared blankly at Elena, "I know how to bid my time, and I know that right now, Bonnie is not experienced enough to outsmart a vampire!"
Not bothering to chance a glance at the affronted look Bonnie was giving her, Anastasia casually asked Ben, "Do you have any alcohol in here? Preferably tequila?"
Ben's whole demeanor changed in an instant and his smirk was back on tenfold as he walked over to the mini-fridge and tossed her a bottle of tequila.
"Cheers mate," Anastasia giggled, throwing her head back and taking a large chug, while Elena and Bonnie stared at her, scandalized.
-THE DOPPELGANGER DIARIES-
Ezra decided to give up on finding his missing girlfriend in the Grill. Just as he was about to leave, he bumped into none other than Damon Salvatore.
"Hey! Damon!" he called out, stopping Damon in his tracks.
Damon rolled his eyes and plastered on a fake smile as he turned to face Ezra Fell, "What can I help you with?"
"Do you know where Ana is? I've been calling her all day. Jeremy told me her bed hasn't been slept in all night," Ezra asked; he didn't know what he was hoping for. If Damon said yes, then his fear of Ana cheating on him with Damon would return. But if he said no, then Ana was truly missing.
Damon's eyes flickered into concern, "Are you sure?"
Ezra nodded, feeling his heart drop.
"I haven't seen her since yesterday. She was at her house when I last saw her," and without waiting for a reply, Damon strode out of the grill, confusing Ezra.
Damon glared at the familiar vampire talking to Jeremy in the middle of the Town Square, and just as little Gilbert left, he flashed over to sit beside her.
"Got a hot date or are you just planning on nabbing the entire Gilbert family?"
"Hmm," Anna looked impressed, "Finally someone figured out that poor Anastasia Gilbert was missing. Well, other than her boyfriend and blonde best friend. At least she has people in her life that would look out for her." Damon cracked his knuckles, only succeeding in bringing out a smile on Anna's face, "Can you imagine? There's a party, right next to the old cemetery. Isn't that nice of them? Lots of warm bodies for starving vampires."
"I told you. I work alone," Damon ground out.
Anna shrugged, "Yeah, so do I. But you're minus a witch and I'm minus a spell book. You can find another witch, but are you willing to risk Anastasia's life."
Ignoring the Anastasia reference, Damon smirked, "Stefan will come after you, you know that. For messing with Elena and Ana. You probably missed the memo, but they're BFFs," he quipped.
"Then he won't be too happy if I kill her when I don't get what I want," Anna laughed. Just as she was about to walk away, Damon called out from behind her, sounding very annoyed, "When do you want to do this?"
Anna smiled victoriously and turned around, laughing at Damon, "God, it's like 1864 all over again. You Salvatores are truly pathetic when it comes to women. Tonight. After sundown. Meet at the church."
-THE DOPPELGANGER DIARIES-
"Witches don't have eternal life, right? So you guys can die," Ben inquired, his eyes drifting from Anastasia who was impressively drinking most of the tequila from the bottle and was still sober, to a bored out of her mind Bonnie.
"Yep. We can die," Bonnie sighed.
"Ah. That sucks," Ben grinned.
All of a sudden, the door was violently kicked open and Ben began screaming as the sunlight connected with his skin and he began sizzling, his skin turning red. Anastasia grinned happily when she saw Stefan burst in and rip the curtains open, allowing more sunlight into the room and causing Ben to hide in the corner under the shadows.
"Stefan!" Elena beamed in relief.
"Let's get outside," Stefan hurriedly told them.
"My knight in shining armor," Anastasia smirked at Stefan as she ran out the door, following Elena and Bonnie's footsteps.
Stefan took the three hostages to Sheila's house; Sheila sighed with relief and after enveloping Bonnie in a hug. Elena, Stefan and Bonnie's jaw hung agape when they saw her drag Anastasia into one as well.
"How do you two know each other so well?" Bonnie asked, confusion coloring her tone, while Elena glared at them with envy written all over her face.
"I've been teaching her a few things," Sheila smiled fondly.
"How did you know where we were?" Anastasia inquired, ignoring Bonnie's curious gaze.
"Many things can fuel a witch's power. Worry. Anger. After Stefan told me they had taken you girls. I had a lot of both. Simple locater spell was easy after that," Sheila informed them.
"I'm sorry. About all this," Bonnie said sheepishly.
Sheila smirked, "Not as sorry as they're gonna be."
While the two witches, Elena and Stefan argued about what they were to do with the tomb vampires, Damon and Anna, Anastasia walked into another room and dialed Ezra.
"Hello?" Ezra's frantic voice came from the other end.
Anastasia couldn't help but smile, "Hey babe."
"Ana? Thank god. I've been so worried. I asked everyone about you, no one's heard from you since last night," he sounded slightly accusing, but leaning more towards worriment.
"I'm sorry babe; I was with Bonnie and Elena all night. We just turned on our phones. I'm at her Grams place now."
Ezra sighed in relief, "Babe, I don't want to sound like a controlling boyfriend, but please, next time, at least send me a message. I was really scared that something might have happened to you."
Anastasia bit her lip from snapping, yeah, I'll try and not get kidnapped by a bunch of vampires next time, and instead said, "I promise babe. Anyways, I got a lot of texts from Care, I guess I'll see you at Duke's party tonight ya?"
"Of course babe. I'll see you."
"Bye." Walking back into the living room, Anastasia frowned when she found Elena missing, "Where'd Elena go?"
"She went to convince Damon that we're going to help him get Katherine out of the tomb," Stefan informed her.
Anastasia scoffed, "Fat chance of that happening."
-THE DOPPELGANGER DIARIES-
Anastasia scowled to herself as she stood in the entrance of the tomb with Stefan, Bonnie and Sheila, waiting for Damon and Elena to arrive. She had already texted both Ezra and Caroline and told them that she was on her way to the party. She just hoped they would reach already and do the damn spell so she could leave.
"Are you sure that Damon will come back with her?" Sheila asked just as a whistle announced Damon's arrival with Elena in tow.
"Brother. Witches," Damon nodded, a smile puckering his lips when he saw Anastasia, "Ana." He strode towards them with the grimoire.
"Everything okay?" Stefan asked Elena worriedly.
Elena nodded and spat out, "I just want to get this over with. Are we ready?"
"I guess so," Bonnie said unsurely.
Sheila began lighting the torches that stood in the tomb while Bonnie stood next to her, and the Salvatores and Gilberts watched on from the entrance.
"Air. Earth. Fire –"Sheila was saying.
"Water," Bonnie piped up, holding a water bottle. Sheila took it and sprinkled it on the floor.
"That's it?" Elena asked in shock. When everyone turned to stare at her, Elena stumbled to explain her meaning, "Just water from the tap?"
"As opposed to what?" Sheila asked with a raised brow.
Anastasia scoffed, "This isn't some show on TV like Supernatural, Elena. It doesn't have to be mystical or blessed or holy water." Elena scowled at her while Damon and Sheila chuckled slightly.
"What's that for?" Stefan asked Damon, who was holding a blood bag in his hand.
"It's for Katherine," Damon said in a 'duh' voice, "Gotta have something to get her going. Unless your girl's offering a vein to tap," he smirked at Elena, who glanced back unamused. Stefan sighed, making Damon lean in and whisper, "Admit it. You can't wait to get rid of me."
Stefan chuckled, "I can't wait to get rid of you."
Damon hummed just as Bonnie announced that they were ready and the two witches began reciting some spell that sounded like it was Latin, but wasn't. Their eyes were shut and their hands interlocked. After a few more seconds, the torches began to flare up and the door to the tomb creaked open, sounding spooky.
Anastasia almost felt like she was in a horror movie, before she chuckled to herself in amusement, ignoring the weird looks directed at her. What was she saying? Her life was a horror movie; vampires, witches, whatever the hell she was … Horror movie indeed. What's next? Werewolves?
Bonnie's eyes snapped open and she gasped in shock, "It worked!"
"Of course it worked," Sheila said in an obvious tone. She sounded almost offended that Bonnie didn't have faith in their magic.
Damon turned to Stefan, "Have some fires to build." Anastasia knew they were referring to the other 26 vampires they were going to fry. Once Stefan went to get the gasoline, Damon looked from the witches, to Anastasia and then to Elena.
"You ready?" he asked Elena, who stared at him with bafflement.
Damon sneered at Sheila and Bonnie, "You think I'm gonna go in there by myself so you can seal me in?"
Elena stared at Anastasia pleadingly, but she merely rolled her eyes and kept to herself; of course, Elena needed help only when it suited her, well Elena can fuck off.
Sheila took a step forward, her eyes piercing through Damon's skull, "Don't take her in. I'll bring the walls down," she warned him.
"You'll bring the walls down if I don't," Damon shot back. "You think I trust you?"
"As much as I trust you," Sheila stated.
"Enough," Elena yelled, placing both hands out in a calming motion, "Both of you. Look, he needs leverage. He needs to know that you're not going to shut the door when he gets inside. I get it. I'll go," Elena told Damon adamantly.
Good riddance.
Just as Damon and Elena entered the tomb, Anna descended the stairs.
"Hey, you can't go in there!" Bonnie yelled out.
Anna scoffed, "You think you can stop me?"
"Bonnie," Sheila shook her head at her, and Bonnie reluctantly stepped aside. Anna picked up a flashlight left behind on the ground and ran into the tomb, looking like a girl on a mission. Bonnie turned to stare at Sheila with ill-concealed anger written all over her features, "Why did you let her go in?"
"Because she isn't coming out, baby. None of them are," Sheila stated ominously.
"What?!" Anastasia shrieked.
Sheila sighed, staring at Anastasia with pity, she said, "Opening the door didn't remove the seal, it just … opened the door."
"You can't leave Damon in there!" Damon Salvatore was her friend; she was able to forgive what he did in the past. She wouldn't forget but she did forgive. Damon saved her life, and he was one of the only people in Mystic Falls that actually showed concern for her, and gave a damn.
"Ana –"
"No!" Anastasia yelled, her eyes were flashing and flames appeared in them for a second before returning to its usual sapphire. "You know what? I'm outta here."
"Ana! Come on!" Bonnie called out for Anastasia as she ascended the stairs.
"No Bonnie. I've had it with backstabbers and all the lies. That's all you people in this town do, isn't it? Stefan and Elena backstabbed Damon when he trusted them, and now you two are backstabbing him again. I'm sorry, but I can't deal with all this deceit anymore," and with that, she ignored the two witches and left the tomb, only to bump into Stefan.
"What's wrong?" Stefan asked, "Is Elena –"
"God, is that bitch all you care about!" Anastasia screeched, shocking Stefan into a stupor and causing him to backup, "Elena this, Elena that. FUCK ELENA! Your brother is trapped in the tomb with no way out, but of course you probably don't care," she sneered at him and ignored him calling after her.
Running blindly with tears in her eyes, she found herself almost tripping over a body, and bending down she gasped when saw it was Jeremy who was unconscious.
"Jeremy! No, no, no, Jeremy!" Anastasia shrieked. She began shaking him roughly until finally, his eyelashes fluttered and he blinked rapidly. "Thank God, Jer." Tears began leaking down her eyes; she already lost a friend, she could not bear it if she lost her brother, too; in one night.
Jeremy's brown eyes stared upwards at his sister, concerned due to her tear-stained face. Anastasia never let go of his waist as Jeremy sat forward, his back leaning into her chest, "Ana, I'm so, so sorry. I swear, I don't remember drinking. I had one beer only, barely half –"
Anastasia cut off his nervous rambling, "I know Jer. I'm not blaming you. Come on, let me take you home." She knew it was either Anna or Ben that knocked Jeremy unconscious, and she didn't know why, but if that petite vampire bitch ever crossed paths with her again, she will be finding out and tearing her a new one.
"N-no, it's okay. You go have fun, Ana. I can take care of myself," Jeremy smiled; Anastasia noticed that there was something off with Jeremy, his smile looked strained. Did Anna tell him anything?
"Are you sure?" Anastasia pressed.
Jeremy chuckled, "Yes. I'll call you when I'm home so you don't worry about me like a mother hen," he laughed.
"Hey! I resent that," Anastasia giggled. Suddenly, she grabbed Jeremy's wrist causing him to glance at her questioningly, "Listen Jeremy," she whispered, just in case Stefan heard her with his super vamp-hearing, "If you're ever in need of answers, check Elena's diary. Got it?"
Jeremy was baffled, but nodded dumbly to his sister's words as they both walked out of the clearing.
"Babe?" Ezra's calming, husky and sexy voice sounded out from behind her, and Anastasia couldn't help but jump into his arms, her legs wrapped around his waist and locked lips with him. Pulling away, Ezra stroked her cheek with the back of his hand, and he frowned, "You're crying."
"Take me to your place Ezra," Anastasia breathed out, rubbing herself against his manhood, and making his pupils dilate with lust, "Now!"
"Are you sure?" Ezra wanted to have sex with Anastasia desperately, but he would never push her.
"Yes. I love you," Anastasia beamed her mega-watt smile at him.
It was two in the morning when Anastasia's phone began ringing. Ezra grumbled in annoyance and pulled Anastasia flush against him under the sheets, "Let it go to voicemail," he mumbled half-asleep.
"It could be important, just one sec." Answering the phone, Anastasia snapped at the person on the other end, "What do you want, Elena?"
Ezra watched his girlfriend in concern as the phone fell from her hand onto the floor and tears began running fiercely down her cheeks, "Babe? What is it?"
"Sheila Bennett is dead," Anastasia sobbed, her whole body shaking and Ezra could do nothing but hold his mourning girlfriend tightly in his strong arms.
A/N: This was a long chapter. I particularly enjoyed writing Ana's ranting, especially when she was pointing out Elena's 'protection'.
R&R.