Will and I walked into Klaus' mansion, and found him talking to Hayley, the werewolf who had helped to unsire all of Klaus' hybrids. Seeing how it was for some stupid Expression triangle or something, I was a bit wary of her. It's the kind of magic that you don't want to have anything to do with.
They were having a lovely chat, so I took Will to the room he would probably stay in if Klaus said that he could stay. I helped him set up his stuff by using my vampire speed, so we were done within an hour. It was then that we decided to go and see if Klaus was still busy.
We walked into the parlour and found Klaus glaring at Hayley, who was glaring back. I tried to get their attention, but in the end I had to clear my throat, which is pointless because I don't actually need to, and I never will. They both turned to look at Will and I, so I just smiled.
There was a bottle of bourbon on the table, so I walked further into the room and picked it up. I drunk at least a quarter of the bottle, if not more, and then held it in my hand. Social situations always call for a bit of alcohol.
Hayley was openly judging me, and Will was staring at his feet, as if they were a textbook he had to study from on the day before a test because he didn't know anything. I glared at Hayley, and Klaus just stood there, waiting for something to happen.
"Maybe you should quit drinking," Hayley suggested. "Or go to an AA meeting."
"I suggest you see someone about your sense of right and wrong, wolf," I quipped. "You were apart of that slaughter, and that just doesn't seem right to me. All Shane knew was that your parents are from New Orleans, right? Or did he not even know that?"
Before Hayley could lunge at me, Klaus stepped in and gave me a strained smile, which I returned with a cold look. Will moved so he was beside me and he smiled at Klaus, looking as polite as he possibly could. Sometimes it's hard to convince people that you're polite when you look what they typically think of as punk or emo.
"I was wondering if I would be able to stay here," Will said, getting straight to the point. "Your house isn't a lost and found for wayward supernatural people, but Tyler signed the deeds of the house over to Matt, so I don't have a place to stay. Thalia suggested that you would take me in because you guys are such close friends."
"Don't ruin my house, and I suppose I have no reason to argue," Klaus agreed. "Something tells me that Thalia already picked out your room and set it up, so go and do whatever it is you two do."
Klaus turned away and led Hayley out of the room. Will and I hi-fived before going up to our rooms to get ready for this party.
The party was going to start in fifteen minutes, which is more then enough time to get to the Salvatore Boarding House. I was waiting for Will to meet me in the kitchen. He's taking more time then I did, and I took an hour and a half.
I was wearing a black dress that flared out a little and was tight at the top. It was one that you had to zip up, and it had a crossed back. On the sides it's cut out a little, and it looks quite nice. It shows my body off in all the right places, and allowed cleavage to be shown.
My hair was curled and I wore black heels. I had decided to wing my eyeliner, and put on mascara so I could show off my purple eyes. Then I put on red lipstick, the colour of blood, and was ready to go. I did make sure that I definitely looked good though.
Will walked into the kitchen and my eyes were immediately drawn to him. To say he looked hot was an understatement. He wore black skinny jeans, with a flannel shirt that was mainly red with black, and a white shirt underneath. He was wearing combat boots, and a necklace with a leather rope, like the one Klaus wears.
As I was looking at Will, he was looking at me. There was a small smirk on his face as he came over. It was easy for me to take in his appearance and then think back on it, so that's what I did. Even in viking times, we were taught that staring was rude.
"Where are you two going?" Klaus asked, walking into the kitchen and going straight to the fridge.
"A party at the Salvatore house," I answered, almost immediately. "So, I'll see you tomorrow some time. If you could buy some food, milk and bottles of water that would be great."
"I'm not your slave," Klaus grumbled. "You're lucky that I'm your only friend, or I would leave you with a short-lived hangover." There was a slight pause. "Oh, and don't try to argue that Will is your friend. If the soft moans a few nights ago were enough to judge off, I would say you two were kissing passionately and that requires a bit more then friendship."
I glared at Klaus and Will blushed. Before I could say anything, Klaus grabbed a blood bag and left the room. I groaned and then led Will out of the house, towards my car. We would probably have to stay at the Salvatore Boarding House, because I'm going to get drunk and Will isn't driving my Maserati.
We got in my car and I sped off as soon as Will had his seatbelt on. I didn't bother putting my own on, as it was a five minute drive and we were taking the back roads. It was a fast drive without any traffic for once.
As Will and I got out, he kissed me on the cheek and then we walked inside. Even before we got to the door, the music was loud and there were people everywhere. Inside it was chaos. People were already drunk and they were everywhere. Not to mention, the music was hurting my over-sensitive ears.
Seeing how I had three bottles of bourbon in my car, I had brought one with me and opened it up. Will took it from me and had some, coughing almost immediately after. I snickered and had a swig of it too, before putting the lid back on.
"Right, well, let's go party and get so drunk that we don't remember our names," I suggested, spotting Elena up on the table. "Well, you're going to get so drunk that you don't remember your name, and I'm going to do something stupid like breaking into the Smithsonian and running away at a human pace, then forgetting that I can compel people because I was absolutely wasted."
"Why am I not surprised that happened?" Stefan asked, standing behind me.
I turned to see Caroline and Stefan looking around the room. I offered them the bottle of bourbon, which they both drunk from before handing it back to me. Will took a drink, and I drunk some too. This is just cheap bourbon, so I don't really care.
Will walked further into the party as I brought the bottle to my lips again. This was insane. Not even an hour in and over half of Mystic Falls High School is here, and so are all of the Grove Hill people here. I was gonna have fun.
"Listen, Thalia, try not to get into a fight with Elena because she's switched off her humanity," Caroline suggested.
"Why can't she just deal with it like the rest of us?" I asked, coldly. "She lost her brother. Boo hoo. Some of us have lost so many people that we begin to stop counting. My best friend is dead, but I didn't turn it all off. Alcohol dependency is so much easier then thinking about the fact that the only person in your entire 1000 years that knew all your secrets is dead and you saw him die, but couldn't help."
All I did was laugh and then walk off. It was going to be a long night, filled with alcohol and people who are good enough at kissing that I forget all my miseries for a while.
Last night the party had been shut down by the sheriff, and I had to go home. Will was completely sober and I was wasted, so for some reason that will forever be unknown to me, I let him drive my car. I never let anyone drive my car when I'm sober, but drunk me has different ideas.
Now I was in Will's bed, laying on his chest. My head didn't hurt, but that's only because I'm a vampire. I've had a hangover before, and I know for a fact that it isn't fun. How do humans deal with it? Oh, wait, they do everything in their power not to, just like Elena.
Will's chest was bare and for a moment I wondered if I had slept with him, but then I realized that I was fully clothed, in jeans and a comfortable shirt. I must've changed my clothes at some point in the night, but I don't remember when.
Seeing how Will was warm and his chest was more muscular and comfortable then I expected, I chose not to move. He smiled a little, and I wasn't sure if he was awake or not, but he looked at least two years younger and peaceful. Sleep always seems to strip people of the things that make them look older then they really are, like stress.
My phone chimed loudly, so I reached for it. There was a text from Klaus telling me to meet Stefan at the closest college, which happens to be Whitmore. Then it dinged again, saying Stefan was now on his way to get me because we had searching to do.
I climed out of bed and left Will where he was. I went into his bathroom and found a proper hairbrush, which I used to brush my hair, which was still curled. Then I went downstairs to try and sort myself out before I lose it.
There was milk in the fridge, so I poured it into a mug, and made myself some coffee. Our kettle had to be filled by bottled water, but I was fine with that. After my coffee, I had some blood, and then I heard a car pull up, so I assumed it was Stefan.
Using my vampire speed, I got outside before Stefan could get out of his car. Quickly, I got in his car and he sped off.
"So, is someone going to explain what we're looking for?" I asked, hopefully.
"Silas is using Bonnie to complete an Expression triangle," Stefan explained. "There's two places that it could happen, and because you and Klaus aren't able to die, we're getting you to help us."
"If Bonnie thinks that anything good will come from breaking down the wall to the Other Side, then she's truly under the control of Silas," I stated, coldly. "Listen, I know you want human Elena back, but if I have to kill Bonnie, then I will gladly do it. Silas isn't breaking that barrier."
"I How do you know what would happen?"
"I was a witch too, Stefan. Bonnie's new power is nothing compared to what mine was. Those shadows I can use are not the full extent of what I could once do, and I was only seven when I gave it up. I could easily do all kinds of music, but I knew spells were important. If you don't have a set spell, it could go so badly wrong that you might burn down a small European country."
The rest of the drive was silent. When Stefan parked the car, we had to hike, so I was glad that I had a cup of coffee this fine afternoon. Maybe I'd kept Will up because it's almost night time and he was still asleep when I left.
I pulled my phone out of my pocket, just to discover that I had no signal. A noise of annoyance left my mouth and Stefan just laughed. We continued to hike, and I was getting sick of all these trees. They all look the same as they did one thousand years ago, only a bit bigger and a bit more dead.
We were looking for a clearing out here because the witches wouldn't be lured into helping Bonnie in a patch of trees. No one asked me, so I didn't tell them that Stefan and I are going the right way. I didn't really see the point in it. Maybe the witches can kill Bonnie before she can kill them. That would be the end of this Silas mess.
If the Other Side collapses, even if it's just in Mystic Falls, my parents can come back. I don't want them to come back. Sure, I'm immortal and there's only one thing that can permanently kill me, but I'm still not strong enough to face them. I didn't face them when I killed them. I was just finding a way out of it.
Bonnie will die if it means the Other Side doesn't break. I'll kill her myself if I have to. Or maybe I'll kill Silas, so I don't get run out of town with an angry mob chasing me. That sounds like a better idea. I'll just kill Silas.
Stefan suddenly ran forward, which snapped me out of my thoughts. I followed him, but stopped before I ran with him over to Bonnie. I was in the sight of the witches, but Stefan would be their main problem. He was stupid enough to run to Bonnie.
"Stop!" Stefan yelled. "It's not what you think."
"This is no place for a vampire," the witch said, angrily. "You and the Original need to leave."
"She's working for Silas," Stefan blurted.
I wouldn't have told them that if I were Stefan. It was foolish. All witches that know anything know to kill anyone who's working with Silas or to get to Silas. Now Bonnie's going to die, but at least the barrier to the Other Side isn't going to come crumbling down.
"Silas?" The witch asked.
"He brainwashed her to kill you," I explained, acting as if I didn't expect them to kill her now.
Bonnie, who was laying on the ground, whimpered a little. This witch, who's spirit I admired, pulled out a dagger. There was a look of confusion in Stefan's eyes, and I just stood there. This needed to happen and we all knew it.
"Wait," Stefan insisted. "What are you doing?"
"If Silas has her, she's lost," the witch explained. "We can't save her."
Stefan moved towards Bonnie, which was stupid. This witch was chanelling the power of eleven others. If that isn't enough to stop both Stefan and I, then nothing is. Personally, I don't want to help Bonnie at all. She played a part in killing Kol, who's death will continue to effect me for the rest of my life.
Both Stefan and I were thrown back. He landed on his back and got back up, as I rolled so I was on my feet. We both got up, and I extended my fangs, but then an overwhelming headache almost brought me to my knees. Stefan fell, and I gripped my head, trying to shake it off.
"I have the power of 12 witches!" She yelled. "You don't stand a chance!"
Stefan got up and ran over to where I was. He backed into a tree, and was groaning in pain. As soon as the witches started chanting, the pain was gone. I almost went over there and killed them all, but then I realized that it was what I was meant to do, so I backed off.
Klaus and Caroline ran to Stefan's side, and I walked backwards, towards him. If I took my eyes off the witches and Bonnie somehow struck, then they would all be dead, and that isn't happening. Not now, not ever.
"They're linked," I explained. "Bonnie only has to kill one to kill them all, and she will do it."
"Not if the witches kill her first," Klaus pointed out, then slammed Stefan against a tree to stop him.
"Klaus, we need to save her," Caroline insisted, stupidly.
"How?" He asked. "The only way to stop the witches is to kill them, and then Silas gets what he wants."
"Spirits, take her soul!" The witch yelled. "Free her from darkness."
The main witch held the dagger over Bonnie, who was screaming and writhing in pain. Before I could grab her arm and stop her, Caroline used her heightened speed to run into the circle. She grabbed the dagger and then shoved it into the chest of the witch.
All of the witches dropped dead after their leader did. The flames in the torches burned out, and it was almost completely dark, apart from the full moon shining on us. Caroline was shocked for a moment, but then she remembered why she did it and went to Bonnie's side, who's name she called out, to wake her.
"The triangle is complete," Bonnie stated, an eerie smile on her face, and her eyes turning milk-white.
I didn't stick around to see what would happen next. I left that stupid clearing as quickly as I could.
When I got signal back on my phone, I saw that I had a text from Will. He'd gone to California to visit his elderly grandparents, who are both supposedly witches and want to help with his knowledge of Silas. That meant I had the house to myself for the entire night, seeing how Klaus will gladly help Caroline bury the bodies of the dead witches.
That's why I was drinking away all of my miseries, with a playlist consisting of All Time Low, Pierce The Veil, Cartel, Bring Me The Horizon, A Day To Remember, and other bands alone those lines playing in the background. Kol's death was on my mind, and the only distraction was the music, which I muttered the words to.
Someone was in the house, but I wasn't too worried. It could be Klaus, or maybe one of the Salvatore brothers wanted something. Who knows? Not me. Who cares? Definitely not me.
Using the shadows that were under my control, I lifted up the bottle of bourbon across the room. It came over to me and I grabbed it. I poured myself another glass and began to sing along to the final lines of Favorite Record by Fall Out Boy. The song then changed to After Midnight, which is one of my favorite Blink-182 songs.
"Drowning your sorrows in alcohol?" Someone asked.
I looked up to see who was there, and spotted Damon, but it couldn't be him. This person radiated power that not even Damon had. This had to be Silas. It couldn't be anyone else, because none of us were that powerful.
"That's the plan," I told him. "Welcome to the 21st Century, Silas. If you're looking for a good, strong type of alcohol, I suggest vodka. Now, get out of my house before I kick you out myself."
"You aren't really that tough," Silas insisted. I tried to block him out of my head, and then I saw Stefan. "You're still a scared little girl, who's always looking over her shoulder and hoping that her parents can't find her."
"They can't because I killed them. You would know that if you were strong enough to get into my head, but you aren't. Not when I force you out. Maybe you're the scared one, because I don't fear people who are dead."
Silas scoffed, and dared to sit down across from me. I looked him in the eyes, but all I saw was that he was confident and powerful. That almost scared me, but allowing myself to feel an overwhelming kind of emotion would take down the mental barrier that I've forced up.
"You're beautiful, Thalia, but one day that little warlock of yours is going to see past the beauty and find that you're a cruel, horrible bitch." Silas' voice was cold and it was clear he wanted me to snap, but I just refused to. "His grandparents are going to tell him everything they know, and then I'm going to kill him."
"If you even try to lay a hand on him, I will tear it off and feed it to you!"
"Then don't go against me, and I'll leave him alive."
Silas got up and began to walk out, but found that he hit a barrier. He scowled, stepped around it, and kept going. That was my turn to scowl, as I needed to stop him.
"You fear me, don't you? I'm the only one you can't get into the mind of, and that scares you. All of your leverage against me is gone, and I'll always end up victorious. Maybe it's you who shouldn't go against me."