"I love you guys." Elena smiles at them as she sets her coffee mug in the sink.
"Have fun on your run." Jeremy says and Elena grins.
"I will." She promises. Alaric opens his mouth but Elena beats him to it.
"My phone is fully charged and my location is on. I have pepper spray and I'll be fine. This is Mystic Falls." Elena says and walks to the door, and then she's out on the street, pavement under her feet and her lungs fight to keep up with her heart, she loves this feeling, it's the best thing. She notices a black SUV coming closer but the speed limit is low here, it's probably nothing. It's nothing, she tells herself as they run the stop sign and continue on the street she's running on.
Elena doesn't have time to reach for anything before she's in the backseat, bound and gagged. Fear courses through her veins, she's going to be another statistic, oh god. Something is pressed to her face and it all goes dark.
She wakes up in a dusty house on a couch that is clearly older than she is. She coughs, trying to remember what Alaric told her and Jeremy to do if they were ever tied up but there is no give on these ropes, no centimeter of carelessly placed rope anywhere. A man begins to take the ropes on her legs off and she starts begging. She doesn't want to die, she just wants to go home she promises she won't tell a soul if they just take her back to Mystic Falls, she just wants to be home again. Alaric was right about the world being darker than she had thought. She shivers and the man reaches for the ropes on her arms and torso. Some of the ropes burn as they leave her skin, she hisses in pain. She might be bleeding, she can't tell, but she moves as far away from the man as she can. He leans over her and she can't stop shaking, this is it she's going to die. She looks into the face of the man she thinks is going to kill her.
Dark red appears in his eyes and veins appear under the dark red, she hears a click and she sees fangs. She screams as he lowers his head to her neck.
"Trevor, stop." The words are a command and Elena is thankful for the woman who says them.
"She needs to be unharmed for Elijah."
"I highly doubt he's going to mind a little bite." The man, Trevor argues.
"What are you?" Elena asks, looking at him from her corner of the couch.
"We're vampires, haven't you met one before?" Trevor wonders and she shakes her head.
"No you must have given me something. Vampires aren't real." Elena denies and thinks for a moment. She is a fast runner, she can probably outrun them. So she tries. She's snared in a strong pair of arms before she even makes it out of the room, the woman's head turns sharply.
"He's here." She says and leaves the room.
"Just a taste." She hears Trevor say and her hair is swept away from her neck and she feels a piercing sensation.
"Stop." She says, and after too long he moves his head from her neck and she finds herself on the couch again, unable to move.
"I thought you could handle not having ropes. Apparently not." The man says more to himself than anything but Elena feels lightheaded.
"Here she is." They both hear the woman say and her gasp.
Elena closes her eyes.
