"Elena, it's me. Let me in."
*Alaric's POV*
I looked at John. Right now, I just want to beat the shit out of him. He hurt Jenna. But not only that. He hurt Elena. I looked at Jeremy and said,
"Jeremy, can you just go to your room? Your uncle John and I need to have a talk in private."
"Yeah sure. Do you think I should check on Elena?" Jeremy asked me.
"Don't worry. I got someone she will let in." I told him. He knows that she wouldn't let him in no matter what he tried.
"Okay. But are you sure about him?" He asked me.
"Yeah. He is the one she would listen to better than anyone." I said truthfully.
I then sent a quick text out.
Get over here to Elena. She is hurting and needs someone. I think you will be the only one to help.
What happened? How bad is she?
Emotion pain. No physical pain. Just get over here.
Be there soon.
I put my phone away. I looked over to John. I then said,
"Really? You know that killed them both. Jenna is now pissed at me and Elena. I can take her being pissed at me. But Elena, she is hurting because of it."
"Not my fault you didn't tell her the truth about Isobel. Any ways this is making Elena stronger." John said.
"You are heartless. You know that?" I said.
"I am only doing what is best for my daughter. If that is having Isobel around. Then have be it." John said.
But before I could say anything. I heard someone knock at the door. I went to it and opened it to see it was Damon. About time he got here.
"Her room?" Damon asked.
"What is he doing here?" John asked.
"To make your daughter feel better. Something you don't know how to do. Thanks for the text Ric." Damon said.
"No problem. One question, what did you tell Stefan?" I asked.
"He wasn't home. Something about figuring out how to make Elena feel safe or something. Anyways he forgot his phone at home." Damon told me.
"Okay. Just go to her." I said.
"On it." Damon said climbing the stairs to Elena's room.
*Damon's POV*
I got in front of Elena's door. I knocked. I didn't hear her voice. But do hear her breathing and tears. I hate hearing her cry. It kills me. I then said,
"Elena, it's me. Let me in."
I then heard movement and the opened to Elena standing there, red eyes and tears stained cheeks. I hate this sight. I pulled her into my arms. She hides her face into my chest. We just stood there like this. I won't let go until she tells me too.
