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"Actually I'm highly logical which allows me to look past extraneous detail and perceive clearly that which others overlook."
- Hermione Granger, in 'Harry Potter & The Deathly Hallows Part 1'
Chapter 4
Stefan drove to the Salvatore Boarding House as he thought about what Evelyne had said to him. In a way he understood where she was coming from. He knew he had made a mistake both in falling for Katherine as in condemning Damon to become a monster for the remaining of his days. It all felt like it was his fault and the guilty seemed just seconds away from crushing him.
'From what I get, everyone is part of the blame but mostly the woman that caused all this.'
Her voice, soft and kind, echoed in his head, driving out the negative thoughts and made him feel at peace for the first time in years. The only person that ever came close to what he felt now, was Lexi. She, too, could calm him when the world was too much to bare. However, what he felt for his friend was only friendship while with Evelyne, for the first time since he became a vampire Stefan wanted more than that. A part of him, he didn't know how big or powerful, longed to hid her from the world and make her only love him. It was a possessive and feral side to him that only ever came out when he was close to becoming the ripper or already that. It both frightened him and comforted him, in a way he couldn't explain. Just remembering her saying that, felt as if he could breath again and made the animal in him shake inside the cage it was locked in. Mostly he was relieved that someone believed it wasn't his fault and he wasn't to blame for everything.
As he parked in front of the gigantic house, he remembered he had to get dressed for the dinner, Elena had invited him for. Stefan sighed as he opened the door and headed up the stairs. He wasn't in the mood to go to it, especially not after how she acted towards Evelyne but it was too late to call and tell the lookalike just that. Besides, he wanted to become friend with the girl, even if that was not the case in the beginning before an other caught his attention and, from what he can deducted from his own feelings, his heart.
Stefan entered his bedroom only to find his older brother there, laying on his bed with this diary in his hand. Suddenly, the younger one felt relieved he hadn't had the chance to write this thoughts about Evelyne in it. If he had, Damon would have yet an other thing he could use against him, to torment him. While, he now, sort of realized that what he did in the past was wrong and he needed to fix it, it didn't stop him from trying to make sure the other kept his distance from Evelyne.
Glancing up from the book to Stefan whom stood at the end of the bed. "How were try-outs? Did you make the team? The classic Damon smirk set on his face. "Very Emerson, the way you reveal your soul with so many..."
Moving toward him, the younger ripped the diary out of his hands. "adjectives." he let the last word hang in the air before getting up.
"What are you doing here?" Stefan asked, mistrust was evident on his face. It had become almost second nature to be distrust to his brother, and that was a troubled but also sad thing to have for someone of the same blood as him, he now realized.
"I've come to apologize. I've been doing some thinking, some soul searching, and...I want us to start over. We need to put the past behind us. You're my little brother, and if you want to live a normal, happy human life, then I want that for you. Maybe I can do it, too. That I can learn to be a non-living living person. Maybe there's hope for both of us." Damon tried to keep a straight face but couldn't do it. For just a fraction of a second, the younger felt a spark of hope, wondering if maybe he meant it but that went out real quick when hearing him laugh.
"You know, it doesn't have to be this way, Damon." Stefan pleaded. He wanted to say he was sorry for everything he did, for being afraid to be alone for eternity after being turned and not having Katherine by his side to help him. So he forced Damon to become what he was just to not be alone, that he truly was sorry. But the timing wasn't right. The other vampire wouldn't believe him or would just kill him all together.
"Of course it doesn't. I saw Elena today, BTW. That means 'by the way.'"
"I know what it means, Damon."
"Ooh, look at you, all up to date with this generation. Anyway, she was at cheerleading practice. She looked so perky in her little short shorts." Seeing the frown on the others face he added; "Just...simmer down, I didn't even go near her. I've got my own cheerleader now. Ooh, that reminds me...I gotta run. I have a date. Sweaty palms. Wish me luck." The older Salvatore turned around and walked away but before he left the room he looked back.
"You know who also sparked my interest? This little tiny girl, Evelyne. God, she is something else. If I get bored of my cheerleader or Elena, I still have her to entertain me, after all she already kissed me. Well, only on the forehead but I can change that real quick. Toedels."
Stefan's hands formed into fists, his body shaking from anger he couldn't place and a feeling he hadn't felt in a long time, jealousy. The forever stuck as 17 year old wasn't mad the other threatened Elena, nor with how he was using Caroline. No, it was how he talked about Evelyne that bugged him, to put it mildly, and the fact she kissed him, if he could believe what Damon said to be true, made him feel a level of jealousy he never felt, not even when he was human and fighting his brother for Katherine's attention.
Awkward, that was the only word fitting for how the dinner was going. It was clear to Stefan that Bonnie wasn't in the mood for a conversation and that made the situation even worse. He wasn't in the mood to talk to Elena, after he confession the night of the comet, while she clearly wanted to do so whenever the Bennet wasn't around, making the whole evening even more tense. After Elena's attempt to get the night going by talking about football, they quickly found something else to talk about, namely the other girl's heritage.
"Well, it's certainly interesting. I'm not too versed, but I do know that there's a history of Celtic druids that migrated here in the 1800s." Stefan said.
"My family came by way of Salem." Bonnie added.
"Really? Salem witches?" Salvatore looked at her with newfound interest. It was, after all, always good to have a witch as friend or one that doesn't stand against you. "I would say that's pretty cool."
"Really? Why?" she asked, suspicion tainted her voice.
"Salem witches are heroic examples of individualism and nonconformity." He explained with a soft smile on his face.
The girl couldn't stop the small smile from forming on her face. "Yeah, they are." She agreed.
Stefan felt like he finally was winning the approval of the witch in wording. If he hadn't been a over a century old vampire, he would have described the felling he was having at the moment as giddiness but because he was, Stefan told himself he was merely content with the situation. Everything was just going smoothly when the doorbell rang.
Elena frowned before standing up; "I wonder who that could be."
She was surprised to find Caroline behind the front door holding what looked like a cake. Next to her, one step back stood the man she recognised as Stefan's older brother.
"Surprise!" the blonde said full cheerfulness. "Bonnie said you were doing dinner, so we brought dessert." She added as if explaining their reason for being here.
The only thing the oldest Gilbert could say was a soft and quite 'Oh'.
"Hope you don't mind." Damon asked, his blue eyes focused on her. From behind Elena, Stefan made his appearance.
"What are you doing here?" the displeasure at this brothers show up was obvious in both his manner of speech, facial expression and body-language.
"Waiting for Elena to invite me in." he shrugged his shoulders, while looking at the girl.
"Oh, yeah, you can-"
"No, no, no. He can't, uh...he can't stay. Can you, Damon?" Stefan interrupted her and glared at the other Salvatore.
Caroline told her date to 'Get in here.' But no one was really paying her attention.
Despairingly trying to not make that happen, Stefan even said the dinner was almost finished. Causing the resident of the house to frowned. "It's fine. Just come on in."
With triumphant clearly written on his face, Damon took his first step into the house, something that only happened because Elena, someone who stayed in the house, had given him permission to do just so, otherwise it would never have been possible. Not that most mortals knew that. They are too trusting, always have been. The fact that they think they were on the top of their food-chain, a joke for all supernatural creatures, made them believe they had nothing to fear in this world. "You have a beautiful home, Elena." Gloating to Stefan as he moved around in the house.
The group moved from the dinner table to the living room. Stefan went to site in the brown sofa chair and with Damon and Caroline in the other, the two girls had no other option but to sit together. This made the oldest Salvatore frowned, he had expected Stefan to go sit next to the carbon copy. Suspicion was visible in his ice blue eyes but the vampire locked this little situation away in the back of his mind. Tomorrow he would be able to look at what happened more closely.
"I cannot believe that Mr. Tanner let you on the team. Tyler must be seething. But good for you. Go for it." Caroline commented, with a big smile on her face.
"That's what I always tell him. You have to engage. You can't just sit there and wait for life to come to you. You have to go get it." To someone who didn't know Damon as well as Stefan deed, it sounded like he was a good brother trying to help his little brother. But both the Salvatores knew that wasn't the case.
"Yeah, Elena wasn't so lucky today." Giving the girl a pouty lip; "It's only because you missed summer camp. God, I don't know how you're ever going to learn the routines." She tried to reassure the other cheerleader.
"I'll work with her. She'll get it." Bonnie told the blonde. The brunette was obviously not happy with what the head cheerleader was saying but the other ignored it or didn't notice it.
"I guess we can put her in the back." Caroline mumbled to herself.
"You know, you don't seem like the cheerleader type, Elena." Damon said, surprising Elena. Just like his brother, he was very good in reading her. Even now, she hadn't figured out if she disliked it or not.
"Oh, it's just 'cause her parents died. Yeah, I mean, she's just totally going through a blah phase. She used to be way more fun. And I say that with complete sensitivity." The blonde said in a very insensitive way, appearing every bit as a airhead as many believed her to be.
"I'm sorry, Elena. I know what it's like to lose both your parents. In fact, Stefan and I have watched almost every single person we've ever cared about die." The girl didn't know if he was apologising for Caroline or as a condolence for her parents. She glanced at Stefan hoping he would comfort her or give her the attention she deserved because of her situation but he was only staring at his brother. Making the Gilbert frown with displeasure, after all he was the guy she 'like' for the lack of a better term and he needed to pay attention to her, as it should be. If she could only say so.
"We don't need to get into that right now, Damon." Anger bleeding into the younger brother's voice, indicating he wasn't happy with where the conversation was heading but that made the other one only go for it even harder.
"Oh, you know what, you're right, Stef. I'm sorry. The last thing I wanted to do was bring her up. Mmm." Sounding innocent but if there was one thing he wasn't, except a virgin, it was innocent. He had brought her up while sounding like a helpful and sorrowful brother. That however, didn't stop the dark skinned girl from feeling the tenseness and awkwardness hanging in the air.
"I will get the dessert." Bonnie said as she stood up and moved to the kitchen. Pulling out the smaller forks and plates. In one hand she held them and in the other the cake before heading back to the living room. Not that she really wanted with the bad vibe she was getting from Stefan and the even worse one from his brother.
Both the younger vampire as the witch in wording, were glad the remaining of the evening went by fast and without to mush trouble. All present indulged in the cake that was really good. It had been Caroline and Bonnie's favourite; chocolate cake with strawberry and whipped cream.
"BTW, that girl, all dressed in black with the parasol, who is she?" Damon asked, suddenly, surprising everyone. While he already knew of her and had been spying on her with his crafty little bird, he still knew so little about her and so a chance to change that.
"Gothic?" asked Caroline at the same time Elena said; "Vampire?"
"Yes, that one." The man could barely hold back the frown that was threatening to form on his face, it irritated him that the two girls called her in such a degenerated manner but why it bugged him was a mystery to him.
Caroline turned to him and slapped him on the chest. "I totally forgot to hit you for letting that creature kiss you. Bluh, all that black is horrible." She said in snobby manner.
"Yeah, she is just trying to get attention, can't she be normal." Elena added, while agreeing with the blonde.
Defend her!
Both the brothers straightened their shoulders as if getting ready to fight. It had been a while since their purely vampire side had come up, with Stefan the last time was also because Elena insulted her but it was mostly Damon who was freaking out, not that he showed it. Never before had his vampire made his present that much clear. He was so close to that part of him, it need not communicated that explicitly for him to understand it. Not even in the beginning of his second life had this side roared like this way. Both Salvatores were to busy with themselves to notice that the other had experienced the same.
"She isn't that bad" Stefan said.
"Yeah,", Damon agreed with his brother, a fact that shocked both of them, "the girl seemed nice. Different."
Both the cheerleaders didn't like the way they said it, like he found it better to be different than what they were.
"I agree. The girl is nice even with her odd style. She once helped me on a test." Bonnie added in Evelyne's favour.
"Well, I don't want to have anything to do with her." Elena said, closing the conversation that subject much to Damon's dismay. He had wanted to fine out more. The little Ravenworth had clearly sparked the interest of his little brother. And if he was honest, she had also captured his.
After everyone was done, which took some time as they all took second piece, Elena gathered the plates and forks. Everyone stood up to bring here glasses and the knife used for cutting the cake. It surprised the girls as both men when home not long after that. With a quit goodbye, Damon and Stefan left. Caroline had taking her own car, so she would get home and the black haired vampire ran home not that they knew while the other drove home.
The arrival at the boardinghouse was quiet, they were both to invested in their own thoughts, but were thinking about the same.
'What does Evelyne Ravenworth mean to my vampire side for it to reacted so massively?'
It wasn't until the next morning the brothers realised something, Damon hadn't been able to tell Elena more about Katherine and Stefan hadn't asked Caroline about her scarf.
But in the end it seemed to pale to the reaction their vampire side had showed the previous night. Both were already making plans to look into it.
Stefan had contacted Lexi and Damon called one of his may witchy 'friends'.
Sal-Sal was excited for the football match from this evening, don't ask me why, but after hearing her beg me to go with her, I found it hard to refuse. So, me being the spineless idiot that I am, agreed to be there. Damn it all.
At least this meant the teachers were more relaxed and didn't really teach us anything. The cheerleaders were preparing for their dance routine, while the footballers were told by the coach what their strategy would be and their position. I believed it all to be over it but I understood it to some level. Many could use this to get a sport scholarship, with how expensive universities were. For the good once, it was a chance they had to grasp.
Together with my BFF, I walked to her little Ford. It was still hours before the match began. So we could be our homework for the weekend, I needed to make sure I done it. Saturday I couldn't and Sunday, well, then I would sleep 'til 10 in the morning and spend the day doing blissfully nothing.
"Hey." We turned to see Stefan walked toward us.
"I was looking for you all day." He told me, green eyes fixated on my face.
"Really?" My friend, who I wanted to hit this moment, asked.
"Yes."
"I wanted to give you this," he pulled my hand to him and placed a necklace on it, "for the warm welcome you gave me, when I just arrived here."
The necklace was made out of silver, on it hang a silver object, formed into the shape of a those old Black Plague mask. The ones that look like the skull of a bird, in my humble opinion it always seemed that of a raven to me going by the shape of the beak. It wouldn't surprise me that in the beak of it, a small amount of vervain was hidden. All in all, it was beautiful and fitted just right with me and my style. I opened my mouth to thank him, to tell him it was nothings and this wasn't necessary, when Sal-Sal interrupted me.
Sally, cleared her troth and stretched out her arm, hand flat. "Where is my present? After all I also helped."
"I wouldn't dare to forget you, Sally.".
"Good." She replied as he pulled a small tine bracelet out his pocket. It was made of polished iron with a small locket. It probably hit some vervain. Just like in mine.
"Thank you, Stefan, but if anything, we should be giving you something to thank you for being our friend." I told him with a smile as I stared at my gift. It truly was perfect.
"Sal, give me a hand." I said, holding up my necklace. But she ignored me as she was trying (and failing) to put her bracelet on all on her own.
"I will do it." Stefan plucked it out of my hand and opened it before I could say anything. With no other option, I turned and pulled my long white hair up, freeing my neck. This was dangerous, on a logic level I was aware of this but like always I felt no fear.
His big hand were surprisingly soft and gentle as he placed it on top of my sternum and locked it around my vulnerable throat. For only a second, his fingers lingered, caressing my neck before pulling back. Looking up at the heated gaze he gave me, my cheeks became red. Maybe he really liked the necklace, if he gives me such a look or he is becoming blind and can only see using that look. It was probably that.
Denial is not only a river in Egypt.
"Right, well, uhm, I-we-" not finding my words I pointed to the car and said 'Going home."
Sal was having the time of her life, trying not to laugh at my misery. Well, at least I was already my gift.
"We will see you later tonight." Sal said for both of us as we headed to the little Fiesta.
"Wait, here." He handed us a small paper with a telephone number and email. His presumably.
"We will text you our information." Bestie told him.
Stepping in I gave him a wave which he returned before she started the engine and drove us to my place. It was closer to school and her parents were extremely weird. That's coming from me, so yeah… part of me suspect them to be aliens who adopted a human child, Sally, or maybe she is one to but merely better at hiding her true nature.
"Sally, are you an alien?" I asked her dead-serious.
Oh God, Dead Sirius! Why is my brain so evil for my feelings? His dead was a tragedy!
"No, you dumfus. I'm a robot. Duh." That explain a lot.
"Really, why are you so bad at maths then?" Ha – checkmate.
"To make me appear more human." Good replied I mussed.
"Ok, can you read this?" I let her see those oddly written words.
"Dude, I'm an AI of course I can read that. BTW, you spelt 'Dipshit wrong'."
What, hell no I didn't. I glanced at my paper and saw it was flawless. I was ready for the burn that would make the sun look like a safety match, when she spoke.
"You looked, puny human. I win. Terminator has won." We could hardly control our laughter any more.
"But seriously now, you need to help me with my maths." Sally told me. It was her worse course, while I hated it more than most other people, I actually could do it very well. It was illogical, i admit but just because you can do it doesn't mean you like doing it. Like washing the dishes, I hated it but that doesn't mean i can't do it. I just convinced my mum to buy a dishwasher.
ingenious, I have to say.
"Only if I get to see what you are designing for Founders day."
"Deal." We would have spit in our hand and shook them like the Lost Boys of Peter Pan, had Sal not been driving and we were suddenly eleven again.
Over the course of several hours, we worked on our homework... and that's a lie. I had already finished everything while Sal was still busy with our assignment from maths. Normally I would never give her the answers unless it was absolutely - the earth is going to be destroyed if I don't - necessary. But she looked so miserable while doing them that after, ten minuets I gave her my answers. I lack a spine, sue me for all I care! So in the end we finished after half an hour.
The next few we spend discussing who was better looking between Christian Bale and Benedict Cumberbatch. I drool over the first while Sal did over the later. She proudly called herself a Cumberbitch, while I informed her she already had the bitch part down. This resulted in me being hit by a pillow, making me respond by paying her back with the same pillow in her face. Thank Satan, the pillow fight or the battle of Ravenloave, a contamination of both our last-names, as we like to call it, ended with peace, pizza and Netflix.
"You know we have to leave for the match." Sal told me, pulling me out of my burrito of fluffy blanked out into the harsh and cold world.
"No, I have suddenly developed an allergy for people except you so I can't go or I will die." I explained to her seriously.
"While flattered that I'm the one person your body doesn't react negatively to, I know this to be a lie." She huffed, placed her hands on her hips like all the angry mothers did when lecturing there child.
It was a frightening sight to behold and I knew that if I wanted children and got them, she would be the one lecturing them. No way in hell they would get that shit from me, I want to be the cool one. Oh, I know, when Sal-Sal gets her little devils, I will be the cool mostly sober aunt with the rich husband. Yep, that's how it was going to be in the future. I get the love from children without all the bad stuff like changing diapers, sleepless nights or paying for everything they do until they can support themselves. A flawless plan I must say so myself.
"Ok, that was a lie, the truth is that I'm dying…. And that's a lie. The real truth is that I hate most people and my cocoon made of blankets means more to me than that match."
"Stefan is playing for the first time. We have to go. Besides it's the first real match of this school-year, everyone will be there."
Right, for a second I forgot that we managed to get an other friend, one that gave us gift just hours ago. Fuck.
"It's not an option to kidna-"
"No." Damn it.
"Fine. I will get my shoes and jacked but know that if I die, it's your fault."
"Well, I will cry at your funeral if you do."
"Play 'My Funeral' from Dope for me. I want the people to fell their bones shack in fear for me."
"Ok, mini-Satan, get moving." She pushed me out the door. Not even giving me time to get my glasses because 1) it was dark so they had no use what so ever and 2) because my eyes were pretty. Part of me wanted to call Sal out on her lie but the bigger part of me wanted to live.
It was already dark when we got there, people were filling the bleachers. All the while, they tail-gated and cheered for the team. I hated the noise they made but Sally sucked it all up and became this hyper-enthusiastic creature that shouldn't exist. Teenagers were drinking alcohol and not even the good kind while burning a poppet wearing the uniform of the opposite team.
Imagine they discover there is a real body hidden underneath it and the whole thing get cancelled. I wanted it to happen but then someone had to die. That was not socially approved to hope for so I resisted the temptation.
"Wait, wait, wait, Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Wait. Let's be honest here. In the past, we used to let other teams come into our town and roll right over us! (Boos from the crowd.) But that is about to change. (Cheering.) We've got some great new talent tonight starting on the offence, and I'm gonna tell you right now, it has been a long time since I have seen a kid like this with hands like these. Let's give it up for Stefan Salvatore!" Tanner yelled into the microphone. I was surprised he was called first. Maybe, it's normal if a new guy makes the team. All in all I found that Tanner did a great job getting the people in the mood, another example that he should just quite teaching and become a coach full time. Maybe we could start a girl football team.
I looked around for Stefan and found him on the front wearing the red shirt with the bold 17 on it. He looked happy. As I observed him, I saw the looked Elena gave him and the smile she got in return. Of course, he was already half in love with the girl. Even when he told me he wasn't, I found that hard to believe.
Shockingly, his gaze didn't stay long on her and scanned the crowd looking for something or someone. Probably Damon. Only, the vampire's eyes landed on me. A smile that lit his entire face as small as it was, graced his lips and it made me missing my burrito worth it. My friends, I can say that now, always came before everything, even my own comfort.
"That have been waiting for us to put a check in the win column, I have only one thing to say to you...Your Timberwolves are hungry." Tanner said as closer.
I saw a unhappy and agitated Tyler telling Matt something before moving away from the group, frowning I kept my eyes on him. Just a few feet further from the crowd was Vicky with her gang of druggies including Jeremy. Pulling Sally with me, I moved toward what I predict to be a fight seconds away from happening. The football player wearing One, moved into the personal space belonging to Jeremy and both of us quicken our passes. Just as Jeremy in an angry spur hit Tyler in the face, we reached them.
Before the biggest of the two males could make the other get to know his fist better, I stepped in between. Not because I felt pity for the boy or compassion for his situation but because my friend, even if she tries to deny it, still liked him. So if protecting him, meant keeping my platonic-soulmate happy, well so be it.
What I hadn't seen coming, and I should have, was that I took the hit in his place. The blow landed on my left cheekbone, part of me knew the damage wasn't too bad from the feel of it. The lack of blood dripping out of my nose or a wound caused by the sudden impact, hadn't occurred. However the biggest part of me just worried that it could be worse then I first though it to be.
The best part was that with me being a girl, even if I wasn't liked, it caused all the people, especially the men, to calm down. I touched my face to confirm nothing was bleeding before turning to Sal who, for a second seem paralysed. her hands were slightly shaken, an indication that she was in a mild shock. The girl was not used to violence in real life so the impact or effect of it all was even bigger. With a slight nod, I reassured her I was fine before facing Tyler. He looked shocked as he stared at his hands as if wondering how it was possible he reacted like that. Whether it was because he hit a girl or because he wasn't expecting me, I did not know.
"Tyler, I need you to back off of Jeremy. He is from now one under my protection. The next time you hurt him or even glance at him in a way I deem unjust, I will show you that the name Ravenworth both in this little town and out of it, will always mean more then Lockwood." I warned him, somewhere I knew the boy wasn't too bad but I needed him to back off and that was the fastest and easiest way to achieve said goal. To make sure nothing else happened, I grabbed the youngest Gilbert by the back of his neck and pulled him away from the fight. Neither boys had time to reply or protest my actions. As I dragged the boy with me, Stefan quickly approached me, followed by Sal.
"Are you okay?" He asked, worry etched on his facial expression. His hand reaching out to the side of my face that tonight had met Tyler's fist.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Don't feel a thing." It made Sal chuckle, she knew of course about my inability to feel pain or fear for that matter.
"You never do." While it sounded like a joke, and to some as if she didn't care, nothing could be further from true. Beneath the teasing hid worry and fear. It was good to know that even when I'm 'hurt' she could laugh, but then again after both Stefan and Jeremy were gone, she would kill me for putting myself in danger and make me go to the hospital. Bother.
"You sure? You took quit the hit." He said, still looking at my face. Stefan forced it back and to the side so he could inspected the wound better. I just raised my eyebrow. "Well, if you are done asking me how I am, I can ask you how you are. Ready for your first game?"
"Yeah, it's no big deal." I hummed in agreement.
"If it wasn't for Sal or you, I couldn't be here and Jeremy would have received the beating of this life. … So far."
"Hey!" Jeremy yelled offended.
"Oh, shut up you dumb-ass. You know it's true." Sal lectured him. The poor fella, not even married and already getting a tongue-lashing from his future wife.
"Come, I will give you something cold to reduce the swelling." Stefan pulled me to the building, I glanced behind my shoulder to see that the others were fine. Bestie had taken it upon her self to nurse the kid back it health. Personally, I wanted to kick him in the walnuts for being an idiot but you can't always get what you want.
In the dressing room, stood a large fizzer filled with ice cold drinks. Picking my favourite, Stefan handed me a cane of Fanta to hold to my face.
"Tomorrow, it's going to be really thick and swollen if you don't cool it now." He said.
"Well, this is not the worse injury I have experienced in my life... so no probes. Really, I don't feel any pain." I told him in a in vain attempt to reassure him that I was truly fine.
"That will come."
That's were you are wrong, my dear chap.
"Right, well, uhm… Thanks for the Fanta. How did you know it's my favourite drink?" My eyes narrowed. The vampire looked shocked with what I was insinuating.
You little stalker!
"I went to the Mystic Grill a few times and everything you were there, that's what you drank so I made a calculated guess."
"Ah…" I stared at my feet, finding it easier to look at them instead of him at the moment. His eyes were burning on my skin, the attention he was giving me made me nervous.
"I also wanted to tell you, I like that you are not wearing your glasses. It's nice to see your eyes for once." Stefan smiled as I met his eyes, something that only happen once. Frowning, I couldn't stop myself from wondering how that was possible.
"Well, don't get attached to it. This is a once every blue moon kind of a thing." the joke fell flat as did the conversation. Neither really knew what to do or say in this situation causing it to become even more awkward.
I decided to make a quick excite, as fast as I could to escape the tense atmosphere hanging in the air. "Look, Stefan, I hope you win but right now Sal will be needing me to handle baby Gilbert, so ehmum, good luck and all that stuff." I walked out the door not looking back.
Damon was standing in one of the dark spots from the parking load, clapping after seeing Stefan interact with Matt. "Isn't that nice? Stefan joins a team, makes a friend. It's all so, 'rah, rah, go team, yeah!'"
"Not tonight. I'm done with you." Stefan turned away, he looked tired of it all, but mostly of Damon.
Evelyne had taken a punch to the face like it was nothing and then told him she has had worse. Could it be she was in trouble at home? From what he knows, It's only her and her mother. However, the fact he hadn't insisted on going to the hospital annoyed him the most. He should have taken care of her, or even better, prevented her from getting hurt in the first place. If only he had been quicker that wouldn't have happened.
"Nice trick with Elena. Let me guess...vervain in the necklace?" Stefan had given the girl an old necklace with some of the herb in the same morning he had given the other two their jewellery as well. It wasn't much in the necklace but enough to protect the girls minds. He just hoped the ex-cheerleader wouldn't take it personal and think he was looking for more then only friendship. Not with her at least. The whole thing made him think about Evelyne once more. Part of him could feel she was pulling back, as if she wasn't sure how to reacted to his attention. Especially when he mentioned her eyes she would get her defences up. It sadden him, in a way he never felt sad for an other, that she got hurt so much in the past, she didn't know what to do when someone only wanted to compliment her.
It was true that he had been surprised by her eyes. It's not everyday you meet a person with heterochromia iridum. That paired with how unique those different eye-colours were, made her all the more special. With one flat white iris surrounded by a red circle on the most outer part of the iris and the other that reminded him of spilled milk spread out on a black stone floor, you couldn't say they were normal or humdrum. Stefan didn't lie when he told her that her eyes were beautiful. Every time he saw them he felt honour she allowed him to see that side of her that was most vulnerable. It made the beast inside him rattle his chain, trying to persuade him into claiming her. A though never far of his mind, that both scared him and made him feel complete.
"I admit, I was a bit surprised." the other vampire interrupted his mussing, "It's been a while since anyone could resist my compulsion. Where'd you get it?" The younger barely could stop from laughing, like he was going to give a way the one and only advantage he had on his brother.
"Does it matter?"
"Guess I could just seduce her the old-fashioned way. Or I could just...eat her." Damon said, eyes sparkling with hidden rage.
"No. You're not gonna hurt her, Damon."
"Maybe you are right, after all you seem more focussed on the little Ravenworth than Elena. She took quite the hit today. Ooh," he fake winced, "that must have hurt."
"Stay aw-"
The sound of someone tripping and the snapping of bone, a sound they both knew quite well, caught both their attention. But what made them move was the loud; "Motherfucker!" yelled by the person, female by the sound of the voice, who tripped.
"Oh, shit, that's not standing straight at all… " They heard her say. But she just kept ranting, not that either minded, it was making it more easy to find her.
"Damn it all, I was about to break my record for the longest period of time without breaking something. Damn it…"
"You know if I squeeze my eyes it almost looks straight." She huffed and puffed, "I don't want to go to the hospital. I'm gonna sue the school for having such a badly lit parking. Jeremy is going to get his own bandages. Where is my phone?" Both men, finally saw the person who was injured. It was Evelyne. Damon watched amused as she patted first her breasts to find if the phone was there, that however extinguished when he saw how badly the fall had been and the still fresh bruise forming on the high-points of her left cheekbone.
"Evelyne, are you okay? What happened?" She looked up to them.
"Stefan, Damon, does anyone of you have a car and the time to drive me to the hospital, I kinda broke my arm." She showed how her front arm was going straight as normal for a couple inches before it went to the right in a 33 degree angle.
"I will drive yo-" Stefan began but the older one interrupted.
"You have a match to play, I will take her."
"The 'her' is here and she agrees with Damon's plan. Stefan, go play the match and win. The faster you do that the faster you get to bring Sal to the hospital." She told him, while patting her pants. With a triumphantly 'Aah-ha' she held up her phone.
"I'm gonna call my mother and Sal." She informed them before standing up from the ground which both vampires offered a helping hand. After telling both the other women she was fine and Damon was driving her, she let the darker haired lead her to his car as the other watched. Evelyne gave in a wave with her right hand before realising it was the one she broke.
"Right, better not use that one' she told herself.
After Damon so kindly helped me fasten my seatbelt, he took of in high speed. I didn't really know what to say or do. This whole situation was odd and I wasn't talking about my broken arm.
"So… Thanks for taking me to the hospital." That had been the only thing I could possibly think of to start a conversation. The silence in the car was suffocating me metaphorically and with him being what he was and more importantly how he was, it was better not to get on his bad side.
"No problem. This gives me the time to… how will I put it? Get to know you better." He glanced at me, the bad boy smirk on his face, his left eyebrow raised giving him an expression that screamed mischief. While I had enough vervain on me not to be compelled even without Stefan's gift, it was dangerous to taunt the one called the Devil himself. "BTW, I am shocked to see you without your glasses, the last time we spoke you wouldn't let me see your eyes."
He didn't really look into my eyes but seemed to be observing them. Like a new piece of a puzzle, and answer to a question that you weren't sure how to interpreted. My hand moved to my eyes, a reflex when I wasn't wearing anything to cover them up.
"My friend persuaded me – read forced me – to leave them at home. And if Sal say something you almost never can say no."
"Ooh, sound just my type of gall. Maybe be if you introduces us, we both find the love of our life." Damon wiggled his brows. Like hell, I was going to let that little fucker near her unless I was certain he wouldn't hurt her.
"Please, love. Don't make me laugh. It's painful and pointless and overrated."
"And here I though I was a fatalist."
"Well, for your information I'm not a fatalist but a realist and someone with a lot of knowledge about the chemical reaction that happen in the brain. Love in it's purest form is but a chemical reaction with it's only use to make sure we procreate."
"Not a big fan of children, but I love trying." The smirk he throw my way and the once over he pared it with were only slightly disturbing. As handsome as he was, the potential threat he formed was bigger.
"Well, I can't say you are wrong to enjoy it but please don't think that will happen with me. You are not my type."
"Not your type!" he sounded offended, it appeared so realistic, I couldn't for the life of me figure out if the truly was or not, "I'm everyones type."
"Well, not mine. I like my men tall and blond." That was a lie but only partially so I guess if God did exists, he would forgive me this one. But for all the other things he doesn't, Daddy Satan will have to welcome me to Hell. At least all the people I like are there. So no biggie.
"Believe it or not, but apart from my good looks, my style and charm, there is one other thing that makes me irresistible; my unflinching ability to listen to Taylor Swift."
"Apart from maybe five songs, I never listen to her. The only reason I even know those is because of Sal." I turned my body to him, "Actually, I'm surprised you like her."
"Ah-ah-ah, there is were you are wrong. I don't but I can listen to it. Girls are obsessed with her, never really understood it."
"Me neither, I'm more a generalist when it comes to music. I listen to about everything, heavy metal to country and classic."
"Really now, that's perfect. So do I. If you like dancing, we would work together flawlessly."
If by dancing he meant moving to the music freely, then yes but I was a disaster on the dance-floor for most elegant and choreographed dances, like ballet or the salsa. While my waltz was perfectly trained and my tango well enough to preform before others, I never found the right opportunity to showcase them or the will to do so.
"Hate to shatter your dreams but this" I pointed between us, " is not going to happen."
"Is it wise to uses the arm you broke for that?" He asked making me realise I utilized it. Dammit.
"How is it that you are not crying out in pain or screaming?" He asked, only the narrowing of his eyes indicated the suspicion he held for me. Hadn't I been paying attention to his facial expressions, that were quite amazing, I wouldn't have even seen it.
"Oh, this is nothing. I have in-born analgesia syndrome. I don't feel any pain whatsoever."
"Neat… Nothing at all?"
"No, it feels like it's numb or I don't feel it at all. Once we went hiking and I tripped, breaking my leg, only a small fracture really. Not feeling it and not telling my mother it happened, I walked it all out until someone noticed how swollen and red it was getting. After visiting the hospital it was confirmed to be broken and I had to stay in a cast for weeks."
"Seems inconvenient more than useful."
"Well, I can wax my legs without a problem, so that a plus." I grinned, it really was. Sally always complained about it. Once I had to help her get a strip of and she had tears in her eyes. Thank god I don't feel that at all.
The bright lights that spelled 'Hospital' blinded me, as Damon parked the car. The drive had gone smooth and I knew the chance that he was going to hurt me now was small. Not only was I on vervain, other people also knew he was taking me.
"Let me help you with that." The vampire said as he reached over me to unfasten my seatbelt. In doing so, his arms brushed my chest, deliberately if I knew he at all. He just looked me in the eyes with those ice blues and melted me for a moment. He was so attractive, just as his younger brother.
I cleared my though as he pulled back, "Uhm, right, Thanks for the lift." I opened the door and stepped out, from behind me I heard an other door open as well.
"I'm not going to let an injured person walk into a hospital alone. I may be devilishly handsome but I'm evil." Not leaving me much choice, he locked the car and throw his arm around my shoulders.
"You know, I never asked you about your relationship with my brother." Danger, danger. Just because I didn't feel my heart speed up or adrenaline began to pump through my veins in large quantities, didn't mean I was not aware of the threat he presented.
"Ooh, we are friend. Nothing more. I think he is in love with Elena," I acted as if he couldn't possibly know who what was, so I used it to divert from me to her, "Elena Gilbert. She is one of the popular girls in school, tall, brown hair and eyes. I thinks she was at the match today, after all she is a cheerleader."
"Hum, not any more, she quit." He blocked that subject.
"Well, Gilbert will find something to do, she always does."
More like someone to do. First Matt and when he isn't top dog any more she hopped to the next; Stefan. She would sink her teeth in him tonight if she can.
Ha – sink her teeth in him; a vampire. The pun is intended.
"Ooh, is that sarcasm that I hear?"
"Maybe," I said with a grin, "She and I don't really get along. She doesn't like that Stefan is friends with me."
"She sees you as a threat to the potential relationship they can have."
"Relationship? Ha, don't make me laugh. She is too shallow and egocentric for him. I mean, it's normal she is. After all she is only a teenager but she combines that with being a bitch." my harsh world made the man raise an eyebrow and I could see a hint of a smile play on his well-shaped lips.
"You know, she once yelled at Caroline for eat the last piece of pizza when only an hour before she told her friends she wasn't eating fatty food to prevent her from gaining weight. So Forbes took in and she told the blond that, and I quote, 'Just because I didn't know I wanted it now or wanted at all, in the past, doesn't mean you get to take it away from me."'
This made Damon's eyes big, he wasn't expectation that from miss little goody shoes.
"I don't judge one by how they treat their peers or random people on the street, but if you treat your friends like that, who you have knew for God knows how many years, you are not a kind or compassionate person at all. But that's my opinion. To Stefan she is nice, so maybe to you as well." I shrugged, it didn't matter how she was to Stefan as long as she didn't drove a wedge between us, it was okay for her to bad mouth about me to him. I trusted Stefan enough for him not to believe all the doppelgänger said.
We walked through the automatic doors and to the emergency department of the building. The woman behind the desk, a blonde with blue eyes and round chubby face, making her look cute hadn't it been for the sharp look in her eyes and the severe looking glasses on her nose, had to only look at me before she picked up the phone and called Doctor Anderson.
"Hey, Martha. How is it going?" I asked her. After one too many visits to the hospital, she and I became 'friends' for the lack of a better term.
"Better with me than with you. I really though you were going to break your record for longest time without broken bones, instead of breaking one."
"Ooh, Martha, you warm my heart. How is Mark and the kids?" She had two boys, one was six and the other three going to four in two months.
"Good, Mark just got a raise, so we are planning to go on vacation the next holiday period. But that's not important. Your doctor will be here in five to ten minutes so you can wait in the waiting room." She told me.
"Ok, thanks." I smiled her way before both me and Damon who was surprisingly quiet ever since we entered, headed to the seats.
"Don't break a bone walking to there!" Martha yelled after me. Making Damon bit his lip to stop a smile from forming.
I could bite it in his place.
EVELYNE! Bad thoughts, Evelyne. Where did that come from?
"So we talked enough over Elena. Tell me more about you?" he commended me. His gaze on me, a calculated glim in his eyes that predicted nothing good. Whether for me or someone else I did not know.
"What do you want to know? I can tell you a lot of things but you gotta give me direction." I raised my eyes, who without my consent had drifted down to regard the floor. "And, for every answer I offer, I get to ask you a question. That sound fair, no?" I grinned his way and he responded with a smirk, as usual and a raised eyebrow, also as usual.
"Who says what's fair?"
"Only a psychopath wouldn't call this fair." I huffed. Damon grabbed suddenly his chest as if he was having a cardiac arrest.
"Ouch! Well, consider this psychopath's feelings hurt." From under his lashes he looked at me, trying to keep his face straight but failing in doings so miserably.
"I thought psychopaths didn't have feeling?" I cocked my head to the side.
"And that is were you are wrong, little girl." He said, using the tip of his index finger to bop me on the nose.
"Hey, don't do that. And for your information, I'm vertically challenged. Not little, tiny or a midget." I scowled.
"What ever floats your boat, midget."
"Maybe I will make you float like in It"
"Ooh, the tiny girl likes horror movies?"
"No, Sal does. It's freaking annoying but I love the girl so," I shrugged as if to say, 'what can you do about it?'.
"You get scared?" He loomed over me, looking every inch of the predator he truly is.
"No, nauseous, that's what I get and aggravated. If someone hears footsteps in their house when you know you are alone you don't go around asking 'Is somebody there?'" the last part I said with a high shaky voice, "You call the cops, climb out your window and get the hell out of there. What is so hard about that?" After my rant, I puffed.
"You get really worked up about that." The smirk still on his face.
"Maybe…. Now asked your question?"
It was like there was a conflict going on inside of his, his eyes were a storm raging with emotions that flashed by to fast for me to identify them.
"Why did you say I was crying the first time we met?" I didn't expected this question from him at all, too close to emotions and that seemed together with chastity, something he'd never do.
"I have seen enough people who were proclaiming to be happy, fine when in fact they were on the verge of giving up. They were crying for help, someone to see them and not look over them." I stared into his eyes, emotions still close to the surface. "While I didn't believe that to be the case with you, you seemed heartbroken about something."
I was more than aware of the risk I was taking, from what my information told me about Damon, he didn't like to be seen as weak and would lash out at strange moments in even stranger ways.
He stared, as if trying to read my eyes, thoughts and soul. Not wanting him to be the only one feeling vulnerable, I took one of my own walls down. So he could see that I was not there to judge him, that what I felt for him wasn't pity but compassion. I was a kindred soul.
Salvatore looked as if he was going to say something, good or bad, but our time was up. Martha called my name, the sign my doctor was ready for me.
Walking away, I turned just before entering the room, "Damon, don't forget you owe me a answer to my question."
"I never agreed to that, little raven."
"Yeah, yeah… Go home. My mom will be here by the time the doctor is done. No need for your night to be ruined as well." With that I closed the door and turn to the doctor.
"Mr. Anderson, I presume." I said à la Mr. Smith from the Matrix.
"Har-har, that never gets old." The doc said sarcastic.
No it doesn't.
"You told you boyfriend to go home?" Just like with Martha, the man and I had become 'friends', hard not to with how may times I came here. It wasn't strange for us to know so much about the others life, after the first five appointments it was the only new thing we could talk about.
"No, doc, Don't you know I have decided to become a nun."
"To Satan I hope because if God were to accept you as his bride, the final judgement will happen while I'm still alive."
"Don't worry, the world will end in 2012, like the Maya's predicted."
He chuckled before guiding me to the x-ray, with me being here all the time he didn't even need to instruct me what to do. After only a few minutes, he had the x-ray made.
"Over half an hour we will know how bad your arm is but I think otiose to say that it's broken. As for your face, nothing will be broken but you will have some deep tissue bruising. It will take up to two week for it to go away completely. Other than that you are in perfect health."
"Thanks doc." I dead-panned.
In the end, Anderson showed me how I broke both the radius and the ulna, which was normal. This however, had created instability in the forearm causing the fractures to displace and shift. Apart from an injury of the bone, there was also injury to the so-called soft tissue, such as skin, tendons, muscles and possibly vessels and nerves. I was lucky it wasn't an open bone fracture or one maybe two of the vampires had made a snack out of me.
The doctor deem the fracture to severe not to do an operation to secure the bones from moving. It helped that I didn't need any anaesthesia or needed to be completely sedated. So it when well without consuming to much time. In the end, after both mom and Sally had arrived at the hospital, we were informed the cast would remain around my arm at least six weeks.
As Mum and I went home I decided to go the Salvatore mansion, to thank Damon for all he did. It seemed like he was the type that doesn't to get a 'Thank you' even when he dissevered it.
My phone started to vibrate as I headed to my room. Pulling it out of the back-pocket of my pants, I saw that Amaranth had send me a text, telling me her Child had send me all the information he had found so far and that he would give whatever info he would find in the future to me as well. Quickly I walked into my room and opened the secret hidding-spot I had installed in the wall.
My second computer, the white stone, music box as well as my fathers journals were all hidden there, save from everyone, even witches as I asked one to make it a 'black' hole, for the lack of a better term. Everything I put in there will not be located by spells or other means. Grabbing the laptop, after it started, I went to my e-mail account and downloaded the information send to me. By how long it took to open it, I could only presume it was a extremely big file.
"Mystic Falls
After looking further into the matter, I have discovered that the 'founding families' were, against common knowledge, not the real founders. That privilege belonged to the Originals, who 1000 years ago settled in MF during the Viking period. (More information will be added later if found)
The town people, more specific the founding families, have always for as for as i could find been aware of the existences of vampires but only them. There was however, only one straight and big attack on the vampires made by the founding families. This being in 1864 when with the use of the Gilbert device, all vampires were found and captured. All 28 of them but only Katherine Pierce (see page 14 for more information) managed to escape.
The other 26 were hidden in a tomb underneath the Fell's church the people burned down..."
Fuck. I now had concrete proof that Katherine wasn't there, except for the pictures from 1983 in Chicago. The fact that the Originals were the real founders, meant that this was almost the Mecca of vampires. It certainly explains why so much supernatural related things happen here. They are pulled towards this place like a magnet. It seemed like all the pieces were coming together unknowingly.
Think about it, we had a big group of vampires, a family that was one death away from becoming a werewolf, witches aka the Bennet family, the doppelgänger after 500 year and the moon stone I had sitting in my vault. Niklaus Michealson, only had to come to this dreary town and his curse would be lifted. The Hybrid would be born and nothing would be able to stop him.
I grabbed my phone and called the only person who was better at finding information then Amaranth and her baby vampire; Anubis. Dilling the number, i listened as it went over and he answered.
"Anubis, I'm sorry to call so late."
His voice, heavier and rougher then I remembered, made it's way through the phone; "You don't need to apologise for that. What is the reason you called before the usual time?" Normally every Wednesday, he or I would give a call and give the other a update.
"I need you to send you little birds out."
"Who do they need to listen to before singing to me?"
"Niklaus Michealson... or really any of that family. Go as deep as you can, even the dead have to be listen or spied on." I paused for a second. Perhaps it would be best to have as much eyes and ears here in Mystic Falls as well. The changes that with Damon here, looking for a way to open the tomb, others will also come and try get their own beloveds out of it. "Send also some birds towards my location and let them fly free."
"Consider it done." I calmed me to know I had so powerful friends who were loyal only to me, by my side. I have no idea what I would do without them.
"Find every secret and weakness I can explore." I told him as I read the information Amaranth had send me; "I will e-mail you when you have to give me what you got, both for Mystic Falls as for the Originals."
I made the decision that it was better to handle the presented situation first before figuring out how to protect everyone from the Originals. A task not to be taken lightly with how eager the hybrid is to unlock that which blocks his power. It would be wise to look in to the matter and find out why it is he needs it so desperately and why it was bound in the first place.
One step at the time, Evelyne.
"Thank you, I will call you next week."
"Until then, Nyingdu-la.*"
As I scrolled down the many pages, a name I hadn't heard about in a long time jumped in my sight. Augustine Society.
Fuck.
* Means 'most honoured poison of my heart' in Tibetan. I found it kinda funny.
Scores of the possible relationships:
Evelyne/Elijah, Stefan, Damon, Klaus, Kol, Finn, Elijah: 20
Evelyne/Mikealsons: 13
Evelyne/Stefan, Damon, Klaus, Elijah: 10
Evelyne/Salvatore brothers: 7
Evelyne/Klaus: 5
Evelyne/other pairing: 4 or less.
I can add more possibilities, just let me know ;)
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Guest: Thank you for your review, I love that you love the story and i will keep the chapters rolling just like you asked.
Brookeworm3: It took some time for me to review the colour of her eyes, are you surprised? I hope so. I didn't want to make it the overused, red or pink or violet. That's what get picked most of the times and while strange it didn't seem to me as something people would be 'disgusted' by, as Evelyne believes is the case with her eyes.
Personally, as I see more and more people chose for the big harem (with the Salvatores and the Mikealsons together), I too want to work the idea out. But we will see at the end of the poll what will happen. As for Elena when it's going to take a while with how she is acting in this chapter. I guess you will have to read the next chapter to she what will happen.
Utau54: I'm so happy to have someone like you to review, you do it almost every chapter and it puts a smile on my face as I read your kind words, so please keep writing them ;)
I do feel sorry that I could use the idea of Evelyne going to the dinner party of Elena but I wanted to write a scene that was almost the same as in the show but in the end had a totally different meaning and ending. I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless. Evelyne, how I have her in mind, is someone who doesn't need to be protected all the time or at all really, but I want her to slowly realise that just because you can do it on your own doesn't mean you have to do it alone. That, however, will not be for any time soon, I think.
You will have to keep reading to see what will happen!
princess-snow510: Thank you for the review, I'm truly surprised you found her to be - and I quote - 'a breath of fresh air character'. That made my day! I try really hard not to fall for the same clichés or make a Mary Sue of her. I want her to be as real as possible personality wise, so most of us can relate to her.
As for Caroline, while she should her anger now, didn't she. Part of me thinks that she subconsciously knows Damon is too dangerous for her to react like she would and there were too many witnesses. That also played part in the decision not to confront him about it. Besides, at this point in the series, she is still too insecure to stand up for herself. That is how I see it anyway...
I can't tell you Elena's evil plan to get her claws in Stefan but I can tell you that Tanner is going to live. Partly because Evelyne likes him and partly because he made me laugh in the first episodes of VD. The reason behind it, however, will not be reviled anytime soon. So stay tuned!
The Yin and Yang Fallen Angel: I'm glad you didn't find it childish or unrealistic, I try to avoid that while still letting my characters be silly from time to time. I do enjoy hearing that you get attached to Evelyne, me too btw, I try to make her relatable and down to earth as much as possible. Which is sometimes difficult with the VD's script.
What did you think about Evelyne's eyes? Was it as you expected? I hope not. I searched for something that wasn't overused, as red, pink, violet, golden or even silver eyes. I wanted to make it realistic that some people could be 'disgusted' by her eyes, so that's is the reason behind there colour. I do hope you are happy with my chose.
See you next chapter!
LunaWolfSunTigeress15: Thank you for liking the story so much, it really gives me the energy to keep writing and give you all something good (I hope?) to read. I have responded to your review but in case you didn't see it, to vote on the poll you only have to go to my profile by clicking on my name and normally it should be on the top of the page. It's easy to see with the "Poll; Who do you want in a relationship with Evelyne? Vote now!" and then just click on the vote now.
Anyway, I hope you like the new chapter and leave a comment if you like :)
jasmine1810: First off, thank you for the review/vote. From what I'm getting the chances are really big she, Evelyne, will have a harem of handsome men around her but I'm not sure who will all be in that. Now the Salvatore and Mikealson harem is getting the most votes but that can still change. After all the Poll will be open for quite some time.
Maybe you can ask others to read and vote ;) Anyway, leave a review if you liked the new chapter
Aliana,Gabriella,Winchester,17: Here is the update you were asking for, I hope you liked it! Leave a review to let me know what you thought of it ;)
Mai13Rose: Thank you for the review as for the pairing, you might have seen that the pairing you want isn't in the option. The reason for that is because I haven't haven't seen further than season 4 or 5. The reason being that 1) VD was getting too long and dramatic without actually being good (in my humble opinion) and 2) I missed the thrill the Mikealson family gave. So I kinda lost interest. Thus, not really knowing Kai Parter.
I hope I will not loss you as reader and follow by saying that the pairing you have in mind first and foremost, is not going to happen. Sorry. That being said, thank you for the review, if you have any other questions or comment, please let me know. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and until the next one :)
Angelicsailor:Thank you for the two review, those were very much appreciated. I'm glad you find the story funny, that is after all what I am trying to do. Most of the fanfiction about VD are (very) dramatic and while I understand that with how dramatic the tv-show is on its own, it can be fun to have something all to read. So thanks for finding it so hilarious.
From the amount of votes, it looks like it is going to be a reversed harem, but the poll will be open for a long time to let everyone make up their minds and before choosing get the change to see how I write the different characters. But maybe you can get others to vote on the poll in favour of what you want to see ;)
I'm happy you told me that Damon isn't OOC, or not too much. I tried to keep him as Damon-like as possible but sometimes I'm just not sure... so thanks for saying that. As for Elena, I knew she was going to be OOC, after all how she reacted to ... well everything in the show, was extremely unrealistic and that was one of the mayor thing that bothered me about her, though there are many other things as well. So if she is OOC, well so be it I guess.
Thanks for the review, leave one if you want on this chapter so you can tell me what you though of it :)
That was all for today! Until next time and leave a REVIEW, if you want of course.