Chapter 35 - it was time I took a stand
A/N: YAY! We hit the 300 mark – Thank you so much for the amazing reviews – good and bafd as long as it's honest. Feel like celebrating. This chapter is longer than the others and I hope you enjoy. Secrets are revealed in this. Jealous moments...witch moments...had fun writing this...
"You drive" Edward threw the keys at me and I looked at him with a questioning brow, "I just want to watch" he elaborated and I rolled my eyes but accepted. It would've been an inconvenience to drive the motorbike – we needed some space.
"You know you need to stop with the stalker tendencies" the smirk couldn't be held back as i caught onto his narrowed eyes with a mock glare as he stopped in his tracks. Ignoring him, I continued on towards his car and it wasn't long before his footsteps began to follow after me.
Once he was caught up, I looked at how he raised an eyebrow as he looked up into the sky with a thoughtful expression before pointing out, "i didn't watch you sleep yesterday". He seemed almost proud for that statement.
I rolled my eyes at his answer but the smile was playing on my lips, "Like you didn't notice my windows were boarded up". Instead of arguing with a quick comeback, he moved to my side and opened the door for me before I could. "Thanks".
He nodded in response before adding a breathless, "You're welcome". I then realised just how close we were and the fact that our noses were almost grazing, so I quickly slipped into car but I did catch on to his sigh before he too entered the car. Pretending i hadn't heard him, I put the car into gear, loving the humming response it gave as pulling out of the gravel hidden in the forest before arriving at the main road which led to the main town.
Edward reached forwards in his seat to turn on his stereo and Debussy enveloped us as did the memories. I knew he'd done it on purpose with the impish glint dancing in his eyes but when catching my gaze; he shrugged his shoulders, feigning innocence.
Tuning back to the road, I tapped the steering wheel before stating nonchalantly; "Isabelle likes Debussy" confirming some part of me wasn't a lie. Edward didn't seem too fazed but simply angled his body so he was staring at me so it encouraged me to open up further, "She also has a thing for Rod Stewart" I revealed with a slight smirk as I stared at the road but could see him from my peripheral vision.
"She does, does she?" from my peripheral vision, I could see the smirk was playing on his lips too.
His playful mood was contagious so I matched his humorous tone, "Mmhmm. Went to the concerts too" I prayed he wouldn't ask for more information about the concerts because most of them involved memories of Damon. Not a safe territory with Edward only inches away.
"Favourite song?" at least that was a safe question.
Without thinking, I gave my automatic response, "Do you think I'm sexy?"
"I do" he answered in a heartbeat and I felt my face flush so I bowed my head a little but my eyes still stayed on the road.
Edward leaned over and began to play with the ends of the loose tendrils, humming with the notes that danced around the relaxed atmosphere. His fingers slid down to the back of my neck, his cool touch relaxed me slightly and I felt myself go rigid for a second before I allowed myself to relax. He then moved his graze down the nape of my neck which dazed me momentarily from my driving making me swerve a little. I turned my head to look up at him with a disapproving stare. His face again, faked innocence. "What happened to giving me time?" I asked half-joking but half-serious because he was making everything incredibly twisted as it was.
"Didn't say I'd behave" he chuckled and in response, my lips tugged up to a smirk, as he leaned in to inhale my smell before sitting back. His cheerful mood was slightly amusing with the direct contrast to how he was when he was with Bella. But I couldn't help but wonder if he was changing himself to be what he thought the new me wanted?
Biting my lip nervously, I finally brought the courage to ask, "Why have you changed?" trying to keep my eyes trained on the road – happy that it was almost deserted which lessened chances of crashing.
Glancing at him, I found that he was slightly confused, his eyebrows furrowing as he mauled over what I'd said, trying to make sense of my question, "Changed?" Did he really not know what I meant? Even he should be able to have taken into account the difference in his own attitude. Maybe vampires can actually go insane.
"You seem happier, freer and less..." I tried to think of a fitting word, "frigid" I decided was close enough to what I meant.
He inclined his head towards me, I met his glance before looking back at the road, "Frigid?" this time his confusion was gone as he stared at me with an amused expression with my choice of words.
"Yes. You didn't hold back when y-y..." I trailed off, looking back at the road hoping that he'd catch on to what I was referring to. Why was it when I think about it now, it felt like betrayal to Damon even though we weren't even together?
"What? Kiss you?" he was still smug and i rolled my eyes, "Should I remind you?" he smirked leaning closer to me. Even though I knew he was joking, I couldn't stop the panic rising so I was grateful when he only grazed my cheek with his lips before reining his control and moving back with a another snug smirk. "Knowing the real you, the vampire side and the fact that I can't hurt you anymore brought out the real me. Truthfully Isabelle, I always found you irresistible and it took every ounce of control to not ravage you in public places. I had to stop myself because I thought you were human and yesterday – yesterday I was so close to losing it" he clenched his fists slightly before relaxing his tense posture. It was as if he was holding himself back. I found it slightly amusing yet fascinating seeing him like this.
Urgh – the guilt just kept building on...
"May not be what you want to hear..." I paused to look him dead in the eye to know I was being serous, "...but I'm really grateful that you stopped"
"May not be what you want to hear but I can't stop having inappropriate thought about you in that corset" he whispered in a voice, I've never heard him use – it was raw – guttural, husky and dripping of a newly revealed want. Was this Edward at all?
I turned to him wanting to say something but the smart-ass comments were dry so I just shook my head and found to my surprise that we were rounding the last corner to the Boarding House.
Nerves began to sink in and I tried with great difficulty to compose my erratic breathing as I pulled into the driveway. Glancing at Edward, I found him staring at the Boarding House with curiosity. At least one of us was calm.
As soon as the engine was cut off, Edward had flashed to my side and opened the door for me. He held out his hand with a hopeful glint in his eyes, "I'm hoping Isabelle is into the whole gentleman gesture" he gave a wicked grin which I returned as I slipped my palm into his.
With Edward it was so easy – so simple.
We walked in a peaceful silence towards the front of door but just as I was about to knock, Stefan was already flinging the door open. His gaze landed on Edward with confusion before dropping to our still joined hands. In realisation, I dropped Edward's hand and smiled guiltily at Stefan but avoiding Edward's questioning stare.
"Hi?" it came out as a question as he kept sending wary glances at Edward.
"He's a Cold One so he knows about us"
"Why is he here?"
"We know each other. He's..."
"I'm Isabelle's old friend" Edward decided to interject for which I was thankful for so I finally looked at him and thanked him with a kind smile. I couldn't deal with Stefan too right now plus he already lost his head over Elena's disappearance.
Stefan seemed to accept the lame excuse, "Bonnie's already here" he informed us and I inclined my head for him to lead on. Glancing at Edward, he waited for me to move before trailing in after me. He began to look around the house (antique auction) with wonder and amazement yet he seemed slightly uncomfortable to be here.
"Come on" I tugged on his arm and we followed through to the parlour. Bonnie was sat cross-legged on the floor with books and papers surrounding her – all of which I could see were written in Theban. Tearing my hand away from Edward's, I rushed down to the distressed bonnie and gave her a smile in greeting which she returned with a tired one. I squeezed her arm and nodded, letting her know all would be well.
"Who's he?" she nodded towards Edward who was taking his place on the sofa behind us.
"He's a vampire so he can hear you. He's an old friend" I answered but it didn't seem to fool Bonnie as she arched one eyebrow so I tried to change the subject. "Good, you brought your Grimiore" I grinned at her to which she simply rolled her eyes at my tactics but thankfully didn't comment. She seemed more at ease with my presence and that pleased me.
She was back on work mode as she read through the book with me but with a frown, "Don't think it'll be much help though."
Waving my hand casually, I assured her, "There's always something". She seemed slightly content with my answers. I picked up the Grimiore and settled back onto the living room, deep in thought as I read through the different spells of the Bennett's. They were different to us Swans as they were more inclined in using herbs and personal items whereas I was mostly taught to connect with nature in order to draw out the energy needed.
Edward had sat down on the sofa I was in and was now looking at the book with a puzzled expression, his eyebrows furrowing as he uselessly tried to make sense of Theban.
"Sorry, off limits to vampires. It's a witch thing" I teased and he just shook his head at me with an amused expression. I tucked my feet under me and placed the book on my lap then took out my glasses from my pocket and watched Edward's reaction in catching me in glasses. He breathed in deeply as he sank in deep thought and kept silent even when he reached up to move a loose tendril away from my face then broke out into a grin. "It's Theban – the language" I clarified for him yet he still seemed unsure.
"Theban?" his head slacked to his left slightly and he looked at me as if I'd grown two heads.
"Witch language" he nodded accepting my answer so I took it as a safe sign to continue reading. I flicked through the pages but froze momentarily when Edward began to graze my neck again. His fingers playing up my skin sending a shiver down my spine but I fought off the shudder and tried to place my full focus on Stefan who was watching our interaction with interest and suspicion. "How long has she been gone?" I tried to sidetrack him.
He was immediately on the ball with the answer; "Jeremy says he hasn't seen her from the masquerade" the creases on his forehead returned and his hair grew messier as he ran his fingers through it more. "Do you think it's Katherine?"Stefan voiced his worry.
Shaking my head at the possibility as I knew Katherine didn't want to get others involved with something as serious as an Original. "No...No it's not Katherine" She only let others do the small parts of her dirty work. "There are many other people who'd willingly sacrifice Elena"that brought an involuntary smirk on my face which Edward silently questioned but I shook my head to pass it off as nothing, instead his graze now danced around my exposed shoulder.
I was about to ask Stefan where he'd checked when soft footsteps descended the staircase and my heart gave a strong pull with the nearby presence of Damon. It pounded with the certainty of seeing him again and I had to battle with my body to stop my leg from jumping. Trying to hide the surprising excitement, I trained my eyes on the book and continued to listen patiently as he made his way towards us in a painfully slow pace.
Finally his steps landed on the ground floor and he slowly sauntered towards us. Yes I was looking at the page but I was most definitely not taking anything in so I gave up and look towards the door to where he eventually emerged in a casual and relaxed manner. Dressed in his classic black t-shirt and dark jeans but he remained barefoot. His hair was still wet, the water drops made the raven black glisten. His face was serene for a moment as he briefly glanced at Bonnie and Stefan but it quickly fell as he caught Edward's gaze.
Oh no.
I looked towards Edward who'd thankfully stopped the gentle touches but then again maybe it was worse with the fact that he placed a protective arm around my shoulders which had definitely caught Damon's attention as his burning glare was set on it. I grew uncomfortable in my position and squirmed – the small movement seemed to awaken Damon from his gaze and when our eyes, his anger faded, overtaken with the serene peacefulness, his frosty eyes were now the sea-blue sparkling with happiness but the glint of mischief remained.
"Hey" I breathed my greeting still feeling wary of him and Edward being in the same room.
Damon's tense shoulders slumped with the simplicity of my greeting, his jaw unclenched and loosened into an easy yet cocky grin. "HI"
"Hey" mentally berating myself for repeating the same thing.
He chuckled and copied me, "Hi" he crossed the room, towards me and stopped to stand before me and I stared up at him cautiously, not knowing what he had plotting in his mind. At first I feared he was going after Edward but his eyes never flickered to anyone else.
I was stunned when he stretched out his hand and glanced down at me, his blue eyes still staring straight into mine. It was like no one was around when I slipped my hand into his. The corner of his lips curved up and he pulled me up to bring me into his arms. I tensed for a moment but when his arms tightened, I melted into him, allowing him to make me forget.
He had added his light touch of cologne to his t-shirt and I inhaled, trying to keep this memory. His muscled arms encased me, his chest was pressed up against mine as our breathing seemed to be in sync with the other as our chests rose and fell against each other. His nose brushed up my cheek as did his lips with the slight movement and I felt the blaze with the minimal gesture but it set my whole face on fire. Before I could help it, my control was lost as I skimmed my lips on his neck but remained myself in when Edward's face flashed through my mind and I broke away from him.
Clearing my throat, nervously I chanced a fleeting glance at the troubled Edward who seemed to be restraining himself as he gripped the sofa's arms too tightly but he didn't meet my eyes as he continued to glare at the cocky Damon. Damon had also averted his stare now at Edward which was cast between a glare and a smug smile.
Shit was was hard enough being here knowing that kissed both guys on the same night – Fuck I'm a bitch.
"Man-child?" Edward growled in annoyance, breaking the uncomfortable silence. His eyes remained on Damon and I realised he must've read Damon's mind. Is that what Damon refers to him? I looked over at Damon whose composure failed and he cracked a grin which confirmed my thoughts.
This would be more difficult knowing that Edward would be listening to every insult Damon was mentally sending or worse – memories of the both of us together. For Edward to find out that I had had sex with Damon was difficult but it would be worse if Damon replayed the images.
On the other hand, Damon was happy with the revelation as he fit the clues together, "So, you're a mind-reader" guessing correctly.
"I would appreciate if you would try and control your thoughts" Edward seethed in response.
I hoped Damon would take the warning but being him, he smirked, the glint in his eyes was enough of a warning and I watched as Edward snapped up from the seat with a readied clenched fist. Acting on impulse, I moved in front of him and broke the locked stare between them when placing a palm over his chest forcibly. Stefan and bonnie seemed to have caught on as both of them had stood up to, ready to stop any threatening trouble.
Edward finally looked down at me. I silently sent him a plead to calm down and thankfully he caught on as he sighed in defeat before nodding and stepping back. "We've got better things to worry about so please – Just Stop" I then looked on to Damon who's good mood had disappeared but he seemed to have relented in agreement.
Taking their silence as an assurance, I dropped my guard and walked to pick up the Grimoire which had fallen from my lap with my rapid movements. Instead of sitting next to Edward again, i moved to sit next to Bonnie. Stefan and Bonnie seemed to relax now, trusting there was no danger.
She nudged my shoulder and I looked up at her with curiosity, "Just an old friend huh?" she teased in a soft whisper, and I rolled my eyes in response and looked back down to the book trying to concentrate on the spells instead of the two frustrating vampires.
Elena – juts think of Elena.
She may not be first on the list of people I like but I had to help her. Helping her meant I was helping Stefan and he was one of my good friends so I didn't want to hurt him. And even though I didn't exactly like her, i still worried for her – she must be scared."Why not send her not to calm her down? Tell her we'll be coming soon or something? I'm sure she's worried right now" the words poured out and Damon looked up surprisingly from his place at the coffee table.
"How can you send a message, if you don't know where she is?" the way Stefan phrased it made it sound like I was stupid.
Pivoting to face him, I twinkled my fingers in the air as I replied excitedly; "All you need is a little magic" I was satisfied when he at least gave a smile as did Damon and Edward.
Bonnie understood what I was talking about as he reached for a paper and pen to begin writing her comforting note to Elena. She quickly scribbled down and I leaned over to see her note.
WE R LOOKING 4 A SPELL 2 FIND U. DON'T WORRY. WE WILL FIND YOU,
LOVE YOU - BONNIE. X
Bonnie crumpled up the note and held it in her open palms. All of us watched on to her as she began to recite the spell – a natural Bennett.
As usual, the paper set on fire and I saw how Edward's eyes widened and he continued to stare as if in a daze as the flames ate away at the note but he never ran. He wasn't scare which surprised me – maybe if I had done the spell, it would've then scared him.
Stefan and Damon were also on-looking with impressed stares. "Elena will receive the note. It might help her calm down" I explained.
Finally the burnt paper disappeared clear from Bonnie's hands and she stopped her Theban, snapping out of the stupor which in return brought the glimmer back in her once dead-panned eyes and she blinked looking around her surroundings.
She settled on my eyes so I silently asked her if she was okay and she nodded. Giving a small smile, I turned back to the book continuing with the search for finding a spell to find Elena.
Wait – find Elena.
Fuck I'm an idiot. Why didn't I think of this before?
"We need to find Elena" I said out loud and they all turned to me with expectant eyes. Stefan stopped his recently pacing to turn to me. Ignoring them, I closed the book and placed it to one side as the spell ran through my mind. It was easy to locate Klaus because he was a vampire – similar to me. I've never really used the locator spell to find any other species than the supernatural but then again- Elena was a doppelganger.
I realised I'd taken on Stefan's habit of pacing when nervous or mulling over things and I also noted how everyone had placed their eyes on me.
Damon chose to be the one to question my actions, "What are you on, Isa?"
Pausing in my steps, I turned to them, almost grinning when catching their wary looks – probably worrying for my sanity. Like I said before; vampires could probably lose their mental health. I could make vampire history as a case study.
Frantically waving my fingers in the air while snapping my fingers, I answered their unspoken questions, "I need Elena's picture and a Virginia map", I held in the threatening laugh with the word – 'Virginia' when they all continued to stare at me, "Now would be great" Stefan acted first, rushing off to find what I needed.
Bonnie searched through her purse in a hurry, pulling out the small passport photo and handed it to me. "Will this do?"
I looked down to find Elena and Bonnie in their high school cheerleading uniforms. Matt was next to Elena with his arm wrapping around her – all three teens were pulling faces at the camera – it was also normal – so real that I couldn't help but smile at the authenticity of their friendship. Reminded me of...
Not now.
Maybe I should consider therapy after all this. HA! I scoffed at the thought and snapped out of my thoughts and falling down to my knees as I placed the photo on the floor.
"What's happening?" Edward asked, kneeling next to me and glancing at the photo then to me. Just as I was about to answer, I caught how Damon narrowed his eyes then scooted closer towards us but instead of kneeling, he leaned back onto the sofa but with close proximity to me.
I diverted my attention to Stefan walking through the doorway, holding up a map, while balancing three candles on the other hand. He dropped them to my feet and he too knelt next to Bonnie facing me, forming a complete circle around the items.
Just as I reached to set up the candles, the door opened and we looked away from the setup and looked towards the opening door. Rushing inside were Malibu Barbie and Little Gilbert.
Barbie wasted no time in filling us in, "We looked everywhere - the Grill, the park, school, the mall, the bar, dealership, town – nothing. We checked into the house again but she never came home" she rambled as she walked in. "Maybe we can drive to Atlanta or Georg-"she froze when catching us in the parlour – all of us surrounding the candles and photo. "Is this some kind of séance?" she questioned, taking off her jacket and setting it down on the sofa.
Gilbert gave a half hearted hello but his eyes strayed to Bonnie and remained there. He then gave up being not-so subtle and walked towards her, perching himself next to her. We watched in amusement as he nudged her side and she awkwardly looked away.
Urgh teenage hormones.
Their attention focused on me and I realised with wide-eyes. "Did I say that out loud?" Bonnie and Gilbert glared at me but I just shrugged them off. "Join us Ba- I mean Caroline" smiling sweetly at the blonde still hovering behind us. She took the invitation and set herself next to Stefan.
"Isn't this cosy?" Damon sneered but I still fought from looking at him or Edward.
"Who's this guy?" Barbie asked.
Turning to her, I gave my best smile to explain but Bonnie beat me to the punch, "This is Isabelle's old friend" I could see the taunting glint in her sparkling green eyes full of mischief. Barbie looked from Bonnie to me to Edward and then to me again before she too mirrored Bonnie's expression.
"Can we please hurry up?" Stefan continued to worry, his fingers fidgeting as he pulled at his hair.
"Can you please stop being a douche?" copying his tone but I agreed and looked away from the rest and focusing on the candles, setting the three blocks of white wax around the photo which was now placed on the middle of the map.
In with the Theban and out with distractions.
Fixing my sight on the candles, I thought the spell over my mind and watched as the lights flickered rapidly before finally shutting down. Calling to nature, the wind responded and blew the windows open, a harsh wind blowing in and whirling around us.
"Are you doing that?" Edward whispered nervously and to answer him, I lit up not only the candle but the fireplace. They stared impressively at my handiwork, which kinda helped my ego. After this, I quirked an eyebrow at Edward showing him I just responded.
Turning back to the candles, I let the spell fall from my lips, "Cravitona, surena marvicoltonia. Arabientoa vetruama samacalento. Cravitona, surena marvicoltonia. Arabientoa vetru..."as I repeated the spell, I could feel Edward's burning gaze on me so I flickered my eyes shut and felt the smouldering energy of nature's force bringing the spell to life. I could feel the burn rising through my fingertips, burning my veins and pumping through me as it rose the thumping of my heart but something seemed to be blocking it.
Snapping my eyes open, the howling wind stopped, the grey clouds peaked letting the sun shine again in the now lit up room. Looking down at the setting, I tried to figure out the problem and it was right under my nose. Looking up at Gilbert, I ignored Edward and Damon's calls as I took off my glasses.
"Hand Jeremy" I ordered but he made no move to give it to me. Bonnie stared at me wide-eyed with fear. "Do you want to find your sister or not?" getting aggravated as I felt the energy slowly burn out bringing me out of the zone I'd just entered.
Jeremy gingerly brought out his arm towards me but my impatience got the best of me as I roughly grabbed his arm. Instead of torturing him, I took his finger to my mouth and piercing it a little with my teeth making him wince a little.
Still ignoring the others, I hovered his bleeding finger over the photo and let three drops fall onto the picture. "Okay" I whispered, my voice gaining the heavy huskiness again and I brought Elena's image into my mind. "Cravitona, surena marvicoltonia. Arabientoa vetruama samacalento. Cravitona, surena marvicoltonia. Arabientoa vetruama samacalento. Cravitona, surena marvicoltonia. Arabientoa vetruama samacalento." Each word became more fervent as did the energy. The winds blew wilder again, stronger even, engulfing us in the encircling storm. I could bring the vigour from the awakened earth. "Cravitona, surena marvicoltonia. Arabientoa vetru..." the spell died away as I felt it's release. Looking down at the map, I saw how the blood drops merged and began to move around the map. "Arabientoa, ventruama samacalento" with that one last whisper, the blood drops settled on Reidsville and sank into the map. "There" placing my finger on the city.
"She's there?" Stefan shot up and I nodded still feeling dazed, the spell not having being erased away yet. "She's there" he frantically grabbed his keys. "How can we narrow that down?" he froze realising the wide mass of the Reidsville.
I was slightly pissed off with his tone, "Take it or leave it" he began to move aeround again, ready to leave and we all stood with him. "Try mapping it, bird's eye view it. You can look at what's around there. Whoever's got Elena wouldn't take her to someplace busy. They'd go for a more discreet, hidden place – maybe abandoned" hoping to calm him down more.
Stefan nodded along to my idea casting glances at the exit before hastily adding, "Okay I need to get going" he took his coat and made his way to the door but was stopped.
Barbie offered "I'll come with", also grabbing her jacket from the sofa and following.
Stefan considered and then nodded still in an obvious rush, "What about you Damon? Aren't you going?" he asked, facing his brother, and I finally broke away from the force to look at Damon who met my eyes, staring intently at them before shaking his head at Stefan as if he found the answer in my eyes.
I looked at him in this angle; his crystal ice-blue eyes staring up at his brother, his jaw line defined as he jutted out his chin slightly.
"No. I'm gonna stay here" he answered before meeting my gaze again.
A/N: Again, I was gonna end here but the next scene is important.
"I'll come too" Gilbert shot up, practically offering his death so I rolled my eyes, ready
"No" Stefan sternly answered before I could.
He gave a pout before continuing with his argument, "Why not?" Gilberts.
"Because you are neither a witch, vampire or a werewolf. You're just a kid with a ring on" I stated and he huffed ready to argue but I stopped, "Go home and wait for your sister. I promise she'll make it home tonight" he still held his stance but I knew the icebreaker. "Bonnie can drive you" I added and he turned all gooey –eyed with the mention of Bonnie.
"um sure" Bonnie answered and they both readied themselves to leave.
"Don't worry, she'll be home soon" I promised her and Gilbert. Both of them nodded sombrely, trying to believe me.
Maybe I should've offered to go with Stefan.
I thought as I realised that I was now stuck in a room with Edward and Damon, both were standing few feet from either side of me.
No – not right now.
My mind screamed for an escape and I thought of a great excuse before either of them could say anything to make this even more uncomfortable than it already was. "I need to make a phone call" not waiting to hear what they had to say or any questions they had, I sprinted out the door.
Whipping my phone out of my pocket, I dialled, strolling away from the Boarding house and further into the woods as I patiently waited for his answer.
Finally he answered, "Well, I did not expect you to miss me too much" his tone was light so I was happy that he was in good spirits. I couldn't handle him in PMS mood.
"Don't flatter yourself, Elijah" rolling my eye seven though he couldn't see me.
He sighed over the phone before teasing me, "Your words wound me"
Running my fingers through my hair, I plastered a false smile, "Let me try again" I teased. "Of course I missed you darling" let's leave the pretending to Katherine – she was way better with the mask than I was.
"Better" he stated but I could still here the smile in his voice, "What is the real reason for you calling?"
No point dancing around it, "Have you got a meeting today?" getting straight to the point.
He hummed a little, "Depends on what you're referring to"
"The doppelganger's gone missing and I'm 99.9% sure, whoever has her will be bringing her to you"
"Only 99.9%?" he continued to taunt me and I gritted my teeth so he obviously heard the sound over the phone.
Shaking my head at him, I tried to control my anger, "You know patience isn't exactly one of my redeeming qualities" the words seethed through my snapped shut teeth, filled with venom no matter how much I tried. Guess I wasn't feeling like being tolerant.
He laughed over the phone – well chuckled, "After living with someone for over 100 years, you learn a couple things about them" his English a cent was rich and clear in his words with ebeyr pronunciation of the syllable.
The frustration hit and I snapped, "Are you meeting with any vampires or not?"
"Whatever happened to giving your elders respect?" still avoiding my question. I could hear him shuffling about over the phone.
Sighing in frustration, I raked my fingers through my hair again, "Just coz you created me doesn't mean I agree with everything you do"
(A/N: SHOCKER – you can take a moment to let that sink in – anyone guess this?)
*MOMENT OVER*
When he kept silent, I decided to add for good measurement, "Her boyfriend and one of her best friends are making their way down to pick her up"
"Now listen Isabelle, Klaus was difficult to hunt down so there is a chance of him turning up. Are you one of Elena's carers?" Instead of answering, he brings up a whole new conversation which rises more questions. The smile in his voice was definitely gone now, so I guess I better do it his away.
"Yes. Why?" still questioning his motives.
"Then I'll let her go" he concluded. Always so difficult – so complicated in his won weird simple way. That didn't make any sense at all...
"Why?" not letting him go that easy.
Surprisingly, he decided to elaborate, "If I am certain you guys will be looking after her then I trust you".
"You're keeping her away from Klaus", I figured him out and the pregnant silence gave him away. I was about to call him out on it but he actually responded.
"For now" did he have to be so discreet?
But his answers always raised more questions. "For now? What do you mean? What?" trying to make sense of what he was hinting at, "You'll just use her as bait?"
"You're welcome" the smugness in his voice had returned again.
Becoming frantic that he'd end after all this baggage, I called his name, "Elijah? Elijah?"
"Bye Isabelle" my anger rose with him and several expletives raced through my mind as I thought of the different ways I could kill that man. (Figure of speech)
"Don't you hang u-" too late! "Fuck you" I shouted over the dead line before heading back into the house, my steps slower. Well on the plus side, at least he wasn't going to take Elena right away – we'll cross the next bridge when it comes.
I need a fucking drink right now.
Trudging back down the driveway, I opened the door, heavy hands pulling at the handle. This day was getting shittier by the minute – I needed some kind of release (no not sexually). First I'll drink, then I'll feed (blood banks) and then maybe after I'll...
What? What will I do? Go home cry myself to sleep while listening to Adele and eating Ben and Jerry's? Uh Uh, it was time I took a stand – I had to stop other people affecting me so much. Best thing I learnt in life was life's hurts less if you go through it by yourself. Maybe I'd overstayed my welcome in Mystic Falls.
Closing the door behind me, I walkedback into the parlour ready to give them the good news but instead, was just in time to see how Damon pushed at Edward causing him to crash onto the bookcase, the wood giving way as it cracked causing the books to spill to the floor.
With wide eyes, I saw Edward pick up a broken piece of the bookcase resembling a stake before I acted placing myself in front of Damon with Edward frozen with the make-do stake risen mid air. "Stop" I chocked on the sob threatening to tear its away from my throat. My palms were held out, my chest heaving as I gasped for breaths. Damon's body was pressed up firmly behind me but I tried to ignore the sensations rippling through my body with his close proximity.
Realisation hit Edward along with the surprised to see me and quickly dropped the stake with a self loathing expression replacing his burning rage. He stumbled back, gripping his bronze locks with a frustrated groan.
Looking at both of them with disappointment, I tried to calm my erratic breathing before scolding them. Edward finally snapped up in attention, but avoided my stare as he glared at Damon. Both of them in a locked stare down and I remained in between.
Damon must've said something that angered Edward who stood up again with balled up fists but I pushed him away. "Stop! Just Stop it" I seethed. My anger brought the natural reaction of the extending fangs, pulsing veins under my eyes and the burning ache in my teeth.
The tension was palpable as it buzzed around the room, engulfing us in the thickening air and intensifying the weight atmosphere. Silence spoke volumes as I stared at Damon, pleading with him using my eyes but I could feel the anger simply burning through. He caught my stare and took a cautious step backwards in sign of defeat so I dropped my hand from his chest and it fell limp by my side as I whispered, "Why are you acting like this?" my burning glare didn't faze Damon as he continued to sent deathly glares at Edward – it was as if I wasn't here.
I decided to appeal to Edward's kind nature because he didn't find it difficult to think as rationally as Damon did but when turning towards Edward, I dropped my limp hand from his chest when I was finally met with what I had dreaded yet expected. Crippling fear struck deep in Edward's now darkened gaze as he stared wide eyed at me but then it got worse as he stumbled back, away from me.
He was afraid.
Of me...
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A/N: There you have it...
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Jealousy brings out the best – I mean worst in people.
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