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"Put your head up." he said.
For you are a lion.
Don't forget that
and neither will the sheep.
- Atticus
Chapter 5
The harsh pale light shone, giving the room an even colder feel to it. Everything was white, except the dripping
Drip
Drip
D
R
I
P
The sound of a woman's voice echoes as a long forgotten memory through the abandon hallways, soft and high but the voice held no warmth.
'Come, little children
I'll take thee away
Into a land
Of enchantment'
The dripping keeps getting louder, but nowhere is there water. Drip, drip, drip… like the ticking of a clock, with every new drop it became louder. More noticeable.
'Come, little children
The time's come to play
Here in my garden
Of magic'
The song that the unfamiliar voice sings is sad, it's lyrics seem to try to comfort the children but the voice is too cold, too bleak to offer that.
'Follow, sweet children
I'll show thee the way
Through all the pain and
The sorrows'
Drip, Drip, DRIP! The water was getting louder, but where it came from I did not know. All around me was white, colourless and depressing. I look down and see how red was slowly eating away the white of my gown. The lowest corner of my gown was the darkest in colour and from its tip red water started dripping.
'Weep not, poor children
For life is this way
Murdering beauty and
Passions (1)'
Was the woman sing for me? Because I was dripping
Drip
Drip
Drip
~~~~~~Red?
If she felt sorry for me, why didn't she stop them from damaging me?
The red started to pool around me, driving away the harsh and cold white. The door creeps open, revealing a tall woman with light blond hair twisted into a bun. Even with her mouth moving, she had no expression. Her pale grey eyes barren from emotions.
She looked at me, the red hadn't stopped running. I wondered how long it would keep going. Hopefully, long enough to drive out this white.
Together we watched was the red found a grove and quickly disappeared into the drain. She stared at me and I hold her gaze. Her lips, pink but almost faded from colour, stretched into a frightening smile. I felt cold just looking at it. The woman's teeth are white, like everything else here except my red and her hair. How was it possibly to make a smile seem like it wasn't that at all.
"Doctor Tzamarias is ready for the operation.' She said, sounding more like a doll than a person.
I hope it stays with only a surgery, his hands had the tendency to wander.
My head is pounding and sweat that was slowing growing cold against my heated skin doesn't make me feel better, in fact it just reminded me of that place, of a time long ago. It had come as no surprise to me that I had a nightmare. Aside from the ever so often reappearance of those memories that I managed to block out during most days, whenever confronted with my past, it all resurfaced, like a dead fish driving up to where water and air meet.
Augustine Society.
It had been awhile since encountering that name. I rubbed my eyes, they felt dry and what little light that succeed into creeping past my curtains was too harsh a light for them. Giving me the same feeling I had when I was locked in that horrible place.
That night I had stayed away for the lager part of it, to read through as much fills send by Amaranth as I could. Not only because that disgusting place was mentioned but also to have more back ground into that mess the two vampires were stirring up in this previously peaceful little town.
The fact that some people were tide to that group wasn't of utmost importance as of now. First things first, and that was the conflict between the two brothers paired with the whole hassle around the tomb. The fills didn't really go in depth about the secret location beneath the Fell Church, however fathers fills/diaries of his ancestors did.
Apparently his great-great-to the n-th time-grandfather, Lord Raphael Ravenworth had been a close friend to both Jonathan Gilbert and the Salvatore family. It was because of that reason, they included the younger man who was originally of Scotland and made him aware of the hidden danger of the world. That also explained why the music box was in our possession for safe-keeping.
Lord Raphael Ravenworth was the heir of an immense fortune and a Lordship going back many generations, but also possessed the connections, charm and intelligence to further grow his influence through out the country and increase his already substantial wealth. In all honesty, the man was a visionary and wasn't afraid to invest in things that would take several years before he would make money out of it, like Transcontinental Railroad and industry in general both in America and abroad. Politics was however one of the things he stayed clear of, because the United States of America were too divided and picking one side was just not good for business. From what I had read, both out of his own diaries as those of others like his wife and children, the young lord was a hard but just man with a small heart for only few but it was on the right place.
A sigh from depths I didn't knew laid within me, escaped from my barely parted lips. The effect of my lack of sleep was making it self known even when I had woken up only half an hour ago. Not that I was getting much sleep today, what so ever.
I was just glad I called Jung late last night to cancel my appointment with the bank. Telling him I wasn't going to make it this week, not with that annoyance around my arm. What the people close to me didn't know was that Jung, the man they believed to be my employer, was in fact the manager of one of the most exclusive, high tech and hidden vault-providers in the world. I had several there and every week I made my way to Richmond. That only took about one hour and a half, two if traffic is bad. It was a perfect cover for me and I could not only keep a close eye on all what was mine, accounts but also investments. But I also utilized the opportunity to read older books, fills, resurge or whatever else I had found during the years of my life and added backups if needed. I stored all the books, printed and digital information I had there. Everything that I took with me throughout my life before I was adopted my mum, laid in that house.
"Evelyne, wake up!" Mum yelled from the kitchen, going by the smell that had slowly made its way to my room I could tell she was already making breakfast. I thanked the lord for my mother, if she wasn't in my life I would never get ready for school in time. My body felt heavy, as if it, hours before, had worked harder than generally. Glancing down I saw the caste around my arm.
Right, totally forgot about that.
"Mum, it's Saturday!" I yelled before throwing myself back into my bed and crawling under my blanket.
I glanced at the clock on my night-stand, it was 9:53 am, and yet I still felt sleepy. Next to it was my phone, the little light on the top corner was blinking green. After three misses, I finally grasped it and pulled it to my face. Touching the home button, the screen lighted up and blinding me for a second, telling me that Sally had called 4 times, texted 11 times, send me 32 messages on Facebook and tried to face-time with me once. All that starting from 8 in the morning until a minute ago. I unlocked my phone and called her. I didn't understand why she making such an effort to reach me, she'd seen me after the hospital.
"Hey." I said softly, still drowsy.
"The news, have you seen it?" her voice warm and nervous, slightly shacked. That predicted no good news.
"No, silly sally, I haven't, I'm not even properly awake." How she sounded made me sit up, obviously something had happened. Something big enough for it to be on the news, apparently.
"Tanner was attacked by an animal. It was a mountain lion. Really big one. It attacked a hunter this morning. It's all over the news. 'Deadly beast captured. All's well in Mystic Falls.' It was the same animal that also killed that couple and a few hikers. Anyway, Tanner was found by Matt, thankfully, because of him, Grumpy made it. They are saying he will not be able to work for several months. Cynthia from Chem. (chemistry) told me her mother heard him say he will only stop teaching and not coaching but even that is weeks or months away."
Who the hell was Cynthia?
It seemed that Damon was covering his tracks so he could stay longer. This meant he either would be drinking blood bags, go to a bigger town for a snack or have a person compelled into being his walking snack bar. If Elena was his goal, which was highly likely with Stefan being interested in her, he would chose one of her friends to get near. Bonnie being a potential witch, wasn't going to be compelled, so that only left Caroline or in the worst case scenario (for both Damon and me) Jeremy. For Damon because I do believe the man to be straight and for me because Sal-Sal like the boy. If the vampire has to go for the later, I would need to get Sal to give the boy vervain in some way. However, I had seen the blonde walking around with a scarf around her neck the last couple of days, so I think he already found his snack-bar and if she was too annoying Vicky was still around so that was also an option. Maybe even a better, people cared less about a dead druggie, than the daughter of the sheriff. That's the way society works, sadly.
"Well, I'm glad he's not dead." That was the truth, maybe I could go visit him today. After all, I just remembered I was going to thank Damon for what he did for me.
"Look Sal, I got to go. See you at seven, kisses and all that stuff."
"Hey, don't you dare han-" I hang up, admitting to myself that I could be a not-so-nice friend before dragged my heavy limps out the comfort my marshmallow offered. With the cast, I decide I was going to take a bath in the evening, that was easier than showering and try preventing the cast from getting wet. Pulling on black panties and dark green bra, which was a real challenge, I looked at my closet. In the end, I was too impatience to consider each option I had. So I picked a dark blue jeans, black t-shirt with the Rolling Stones logo, the mouth with the tongue out, on in red, my black maxi coat and a par of dark brown leather combat boats with platform of only two inches.
With only one arm, it was harder to get everything on but this had already been the third time I broke my forearm since getting to Mystic Falls, so I was getting the hang of it. Don't understand me wrong, it was a pain in the ass and every time you got stuck, you would think of yourself as a ungrateful brat for taking two arms for granted. The same feeling you get when your nose is blocked and you wonder how it was possible for you not to realise how important it truly was.
As I brushed my hair, it was hard not to look at the mirror across from me. While the brush struggled to get through me white locks, I looked at myself. Really looked, something I didn't like doing, for it always reminded me of what had changed. My once brown hair was now a white that made a blanc paper look tanned. That same for my eyebrows and lashes. I missed the way, when I was but a child, my cheeks would become red so easily but that was now an ability I had lost and mourned about. But most of all I missed my eyes. They were once a lovely shade of brownish green, that get others see every emotion I had. Now, they were so ugly.
One was white, like my hair. The only thing that made it possible to see where my sclera ended and iris began was the blood red ring around the other edge of my iris. My other eye, while different, was just as horrifying. It was black, not just black but the cloudy kind as if over the colour a thin white transparent layer laid that made it appear is if it wasn't working. In all honesty, I never understood why Sal found pretty about it, nor did I believe Stefan not to find them disgusting. But at the same time, I trusted my BFF with my life, why couldn't I trusted her on the matter involving my eyes.
I placed the brush gently on the table before standing up. I didn't have the time nor the energy to think about this, the memories still fresh in mind and what was done to me, I could still feel, if I only think about it. And that was the least I wanted to do at the moment, think. After all, no one wants to spend too long inside their own darkness, if one has to believe Nick Nolte's words.
Finally dressed I headed downstairs, mum was sitting at the kitchen table drinking black coffee with two teaspoons of sugar and the news paper in front of her. By her outfit, a little black dress and nude peep toe pumps, she was heading into work today.
"Slept well?" I asked her before giving her a peak on the cheek.
"Yes." She said, not looking up from the article. "Listen, honey. I'm going to work very late today so you will have to make your own dinner. I will leave some cash so order pizza or sushi but let no stranger into the house, don't throw a p-"
"party, when someone asked to use the phone don't let them in. I know, mom. I'm not six." I smiled. Mothers are always worried. She had been pissed when seeing my face, thankfully I lied and said it happened during the fall or the throne of Ravenworth would have descended on Tyler.
"Ok, well, David"
The maybe Hannibal.
"is going to be here in five, so I need to hurry. Your breakfast is in the fridge. I made yoghurt with blue berries and pancakes. Those are still hot." She drank the last of her warm beverage before walking up the stairs to brush her teeth and get ready.
"It's not fair and I think you're really mean
I think you're really mean, I think you're really mean
Oh, you're suppose to care
But you never make me scream, you never make me scream (2)"
Lilly Allen sang through the radio of the cabbie I had called. With my broken arm I could not drive but that didn't matter because I had no licence to begin with. The man was in his late forty-ish, with dark blond hair that was getting grey at his temples. Green eyes that twinkled with everlasting joy, hinting that the man never gave up on the happiness that came naturally when being a wrinkles around his mouth and eyes suggested he laughed a lot and from the few minutes that passed by, I would say that my observation had proven to be accurate. His hands were tapping on the steering wheel on the rhythm of the song, all the while he hummed along. Next to his Nokia 3310, he had a picture of his wife and little daughter. The wife had a dark rich brown skin colour, black hair and chocolate brown eyes, while the girl was the mix of the two parents with a skin the colour of mocha, light brown with ever so often a lock of blond making an appearance and hazel colour eyes with the same everlasting happiness as her father. So cute!
He gently pulled over at the Salvatore Boarding House, a massive building made primarily out of bricks and dark oak it seemed. Well done and several years ago considered beautiful. But to me it was too heavy. Sadly, the inside wasn't any different.
"That will be 12 dollar and 83 cents." The cabbie said, a pleasant smile on his face. I handed him 15 dollars and told him to keep the change before thanking him and getting out of the car. Parasol up in the air and my bag on the shoulder, I walked to the front door. It was a big antic door with a peculiar sounding doorbell next to it. From behind it, I heard someone move toward it, from the steps, I guessed it was a man, too heavy and loud to be that off a woman.
"Evelyne, what are you doing here?" Zach asked, the man while attractive was no where close to the level of his ancestors. For the longest of time, I tried to get him into a relationship with my mum but sadly he wasn't interested. Now that I think about it, maybe it was because of the brothers little secret that he rejected the idea. Probably for the best. The man gave me my first joint. To call the person who learn you how to smoke weed 'Dad' would be kind of weird. But then again, Sal called her parents Mum and Dad so it must be just me.
"Getting some weed if you have it and talk to Damon." It was funny how he look okay with what I was saying until I mentioned the oldest Salvatore. He let me in, not completely happy with that, and closed the door. Just like the outside dark wood was what decorated the major part of almost every room. Why they hadn't repainted some of the wood white, was beyond my comprehension.
"I will get you some tea and a small bag of the herbs." Right, herbs. If that's what we were going to call them, I will role with it.
"Thanks, do you know where Damon is?" I asked him from the living room/parlour. I took a seat in the dark leather seat close to the fireplace.
"In his room probably." It was ironic how he sounded like the parent instead of the youngest in this house apart from me.
"Well, I wanted to thank him." I told him as he entered the room baring a platter. I watched as he pour some thee into a cup and added four teaspoons of sugar. Just the way I like it. I wasn't a fan of the drink, never was but he liked to drink it and it made him feel better that I had some vervain in my system. Not that I was lacking vervain. With my own and Stefan's necklace, I had more than enough.
"Thanks." I took it of the shiny silver platter and sipped on it. I was still to warm to drink from it but at least it could warm my hands. Well, one hand.
"Why did you need to thank him?" Zack wondered. Uncomfortable with the idea of me being close to him or me thanking him for something.
"Well, I tripped and broke my forearm and bruised my face"
"Ah that explains that colouration on your cheek." He had been itching to ask from how fact he jumped on the subject, not that I can blame him.
"Nothing too bad but he drove me to the hospital and stayed with me until the doctor called to look at it. Anyway, I hadn't really had the chance to thank him so I brought him our best Belgian chocolates, as well as a bottle of Breckenridge Bourbon Whiskey.*"
I had hesitated between this one and two other bourbons in the store. The Maker's Mark Cask Strength Bourbon Whisky and the Blanton's Single Barrel Bourbon. The first caught my eyes because it was the bourbon with the highest alcohol percentage, 56.6% to be exact. It's signature flavours were creamy vanilla, caramel and toffee notes going on in this bottle, held together by a distinct, yet not overpowering, rich oak flavour. Both my mother and I liked it but some say it was more a ladies drink with the sweetness of caramel and vanilla. The later received my attention first and foremost because of the little horse with it's rider, on top it but also because it was regarded by many as one of the best bourbons in the world. However it contained chocolate orange and that is just plain nasty.
So in the end I chose the Breckenridge Bourbon Whiskey, not because he happened to be the cheapest at only 49.99 dollar compared to the 75 dollar from the first and 70 dollars of the second, but also because it had delicious notes of ripening banana, demerara sugar and white pepper spice emerging from the bottle. The palate gave you silky honey, sweet vanilla oak, orange peel and a little toasted sesame thrown in for good measure. It was also handy it had the most elegant and sophisticated appearance with the bottle and cap made out of glass. The rope around the cap was sealed with wax, giving it that ancient look. All of it was then shield by a brown leather case with a metal plate on it where all the information could be found apart from the name of the makers which was written below it in black ink.
"What a gi-" Zack was interrupted by his phone that began to beep. After looking at he, the man rose from his seat and said; "I have to go to an appointment I forgot about. Maybe you can come back an other time." He clearly didn't want me alone here with Damon.
"Stefan is probably also here so I will wait for him. He still has one of my books he needs to return." I honestly didn't care if he kept it until the end of the year. I needed not have it to pass that course.
As if the mentioning of the other vampire put his mind to ease, The youngest Salvatore with the only beating heart, nodded.
"Drink the tea, it's still warm." He said as he slipped into his jacked and went to the door. "Before I forget, your herbs are in the closet left from you, bottom row. Until next time, Evelyne."
"Bye, Zack." I said before biting in one of the biscuits he had prepared with the tea.
Sitting in silence, waiting for one of the two to wake up, I decided to role me a joint. What screams more badass, than elegantly drinking vervain tea in a vampires house while a joint in my hand, that's right: nothing. From my bag I had already pulled the chocolates and bourbon, so they weren't in the way as I was ruffling through it to find my book.
"What's with girls and their larger than life handbag?" a smooth, low voice asked.
"Well, Damon, women have a lot of stuff and like to be prepared for everything, unlike most guys." I told him not even glancing his way. Finally my fingers felt the familiar texture of paper.
"A brief history of time by Stephan Hawking, isn't that a little too ambitious for a little girl like yourself?" he tantalised, I could feel he was playing like a cat played with its prey, only he didn't know that despite me being human I was no prey whatsoever. The man might have no regard for human life but I will be damned if he thinks he can acted as such to me. While I wasn't a stranger of lacking to ability to see the value of a life, be it human or supernatural, thus understand where he was coming from, with me that only really comes out when the stacks are high or the decisions tough.
"Maybe, a pretty face is all you can offer but with me you get the complete deal of brains, beauty and a great personality."
"Ooh, right in the heart." He grabbed for his non-beating heart. The man looked good, in this black tight V-collard shirt and simple black jeans with brown leather belt.
"Har-har. Like you have one." I dead-panned as he took his place by the door, leaning against the wall. Eyes ever so often drifting to the contusion on my face.
"Again, right in the heart, little Raven."
"What are you doing here anyway?" suddenly his eyes went to my hand, the one holding my joint. "And were did you get that?" he purred.
"You have your secrets and I have mine." A hint of a smile tugged at the corners of my lips but with effort I managed to stop it from showing. My reaction made the vampire roll his eyes as he remained in his spot. Not wanting to annoy the potentially dangerous creature I told him.
"Zack gave it to me. Before you ask, no I'm not snitching and telling you from where. I stay out of your secrets and you stay out of mine."
"Party-pooper."
"Anyway, I came to thank you." I stood up and walk over to him. He was leaning against the door opening. Face to face, I suddenly wrapped my arms around him and hugged the vampire, careful with the joint in my hand. Didn't want to burn his shirt, it was John Varvatos for God sake. He never saw that coming, from the way he tensed for a seconds before relaxing his muscles and throwing his arms around me.
"If you wanted to touch me, you should have just said so." He joked, as he placed this head on top of mine. After ten seconds I pulled back, for a second I couldn't help but fell like he was reluctant to let go, his arms still holding on as I stepped back.
Must me my imagination.
"That was only part of the gift." I took his hand and dragged into the sofa. "I also got you Belgium chocolates, the best in the world,"
"Weren't the swiss-"
"Shut up." He grinned at that.
"And last but not least, here." I said as I handed him the box of bourbon. By the look on his face I had chosen the right one.
"I made a deal with the liquor store that if you didn't want this one, you could go change it. Your other options are The Maker's Mark Cask Strength Bourbon Whisky and the Blanton's Single Barrel Bourbon. You just have to say the word." I explained to him as I handed it over. It took him by surprise, causing an uncomfortable silence to fall. Only by my fumbling you could see i was anxious to hear his reaction.
"Thank you, little Raven. Thought this is too much for just a drive, and that coming from me." The smirk I believed to be both his standard facial expression but also a weapon to hid behind when he was angry, surprised or when not knowing how to react in the first place.
"Well, I'm glad you like it." I was sincere when I said that. All the preparation and effort would have gone to waste had he disliked it.
"Okay," I took one tug of the joint before giving it to Damon.
Blowing out in his face, making him cringe as the smoke irritated his eyes. "I gotta go."
"Leaving me so soon?"
"You will live, Damon."
"To?"
"For me to know and for you to dot dot dot…" I joked, not that he appreciated it. So it seemed.
"The hospital, to visit Tanner. I like the man, so I though it would be a good time to stop by. Anyway, toodels and say 'hey' to Stefan for me." I grabbed my bag on my way to the door and as soon the last word left my lips, the door fell close behind me. I had to admit that leaving a 150 plus year old vampire stunned, was kind of a fantastic feeling.
I stood outside for a second before realising I didn't have a car.
Merde.* There goes my amazing exit. All the flair for nothing. Putain.*
I quickly gave the taxi a call and was told to wait 5 minutes, maybe longer, maybe shorter. With no other option available, and it being chilly outside, I turned back to the house to rang once more. That was a blow for my pride but it was either that or becoming an ice-lolly. I can tell you that the choice is easy to make.
"Yes, Evelyne again?" Damon raised his eyebrows, he looked like be was waiting for me. The vampire must have heard me telephone the cabbie. He gazed at me as he brought the joint to his lips and took a deep breath.
If he dares to blow on me, I will kick him.
"I kinda forgot I didn't have a car. Can I wait inside for the cabbie to come?" He opened the door without a word, letting me pass but not before invading my personal space as much as he could. Sometimes he reminded me of a cat, always wanting attention but if you tried to pet it or get close against it will, you would bleed. And he had the same ability to pick the worst time to should how much of an arsehole he could be. That being said, even I couldn't deny that he was loyal to those he gave it too, look at how long he worked to get Katherine out of the tomb, and the man actually lived instead of exist like many others in this dreadful town. The man was the most living non-living creature I ever met.
"Thanks."
"It's my pleasure." The purr in his voice made me almost shiver. With so many years to perfect the art of seduction, I wouldn't want to stand opposite of him. The vampire had bedded more women than most men probably talked to in their whole life, so it wouldn't surprise me that he was a master in everything related to the bedroom and how to get there. I'm just glad he didn't focus all his seductive powers on me, for the first tie in my life I was grateful Elena existed. Together with Caroline, he was too busy to bother me.
It would be fun, having a man like him want you.
Bad thought, Evelyne! Bad.
"Well… you going to the Founder's part?" it was the first thing that came to mind and it seemed fitting with him being one of the founding family. Well, one of the only people who actually signed the first registry.
"Are you asking me out, Miss Ravenworth?"
"Why yes of course." I said sarcastic. "You are going with Forbes, no?"
He took another breath of the joint and only after blowing the smoke out through his nose, making him look like a dragon, he answered: "Ha, yes. Indeed I am." it sounded more like he was convincing himself that was how it was going to go, instead of just informing me.
"I'm going alone, as usual. Sally hates to go and I dislike most people in this little town so going alone is the best option."
"I could take you." A voice from behind Damon and I said. it seems the younger vampire finally made it's way down stairs. I was flattered he wanted to take me but even if he didn't say it, I knew he was going to go with the female Gilbert. After all, the guy had a thing for her, al though he tried to convince me otherwise.
"Ah, morning Stefan. And while I'm honoured you could do that, I have a suspicion you were going to ask Elena, weren't you?" I teased him. I had the feeling that even though he said he wasn't falling for her, he really was. He looked good in the dark grey T-shirt and black pyjama trousers. It was cute to see him walking barefoot and with higgledy-piggledy (messy) hair.
"N-" the cabbie honked it horn.
"Oh, he's already here. Guys, I got to go. Don't kill each other." I said as I rushed to the door, grabbing my stuff as I walked out. Even with them just seconds in the same room, make the tension build like no tomorrow. God, those two really need to fix their problems, maybe even hire a mediator or so. I just pitied the person who had to be that, there would be more drama than one person can possibly handle.
"Yes, one pepperoni and one Quattro Stragioni*." I said into the phone. "To the Ravenworth residency, Black-River Street number 18. Thank you."
"It will be here in thirty minutes." I told Sal-Sal. She just hummed as she fixed the last parts of the dress I was going to were for the founder's party. She really outdone herself this time, the dress was magnificent. Not that I expected anything less, after all it was Sal we were talking about.
It was a black dress, with over it a white elegantly swirling patron. It was sleeveless with the cuts on the sides so deep I wouldn't be able to were a bra but with my modest bust that wasn't a drama. While not complete sleeveless, my shoulders and back was still covered, the collar of the dress was high around my neck hiding it mostly from view. It was quit long going a little over the knee and wide as well, until the waist it was skin-tight but once there it would flair out. I was going to par it with complete transparent pump except with tip of the shoe and, both heel and back of it in black. (A) As for jewellery, I picked big emerald green earrings as the only colour I would be wearing. Together with a large broad silver bracelet on the wrist not in the cast.
"I think this is one of your best works so far, Sally."
"That's what you tell me every time, silly." She grinned my way, as she pulled the needle through the fabric. I couldn't stop myself from glaring at the evil little piece of metal, that thing had during the fitting pricked me so many times. If I didn't knew my BFF as well as I did, I would have though she deliberately pricked me all those times.
"Well, I do believe it so, that's that." I wasn't going to deny her accusation because 1) it was true and 2) ... I don't have a two.
"How was Tanner?" she asked while she slowly pulled the treat through the thick night-black fabric.
"Grumpy as usual but he liked the chocolates I sneaked in for him. I promised that the next time I visited I would bring McDonald or Burger King."
This made the redhead roll her eyes. "Of all the thing he could ask, he asked for that. Unbelievable. Is he going to stop teaching?"
Walking to the fridge, I pulled a bottle of ice-thee out of it. After getting us glasses and pouring the drinks, I answered her question. "He is considering going full time coach and then maybe if he fully recovers either start again or tutoring students that have difficulties."
"Hopefully the later, you may like the prick but I don't. I'm still pissed he failed me for that test two years ago." She mumbled under her breath as she reached for her glass. Despite she being so grown up about several thing, she held onto her childish ways in the most peculiar of ways. Any other person would have left that rest in the past or was even forgotten it ever happened, but not Sal-Sal.
"Yeah, yeah, you should have been given an A+ even when discovered you were cheating." I rolled my eyes.
"Of your test, you bitch." She huffed in anger, making her unfocused thus piercing her own finger with the shape needle.
"Fuck." She hissed before bring it to her mouth and sucking on it.
"You okay?" I asked her. Opened one of the top cupboard drawer, I handed her a Band-Aid. Mum made sure that we always had a small pharmacy/hospital in our house. We even had an resuscitation device, don't ask me why. Even I can't always understand nor follow the weird jumps my mother's brain makes from time to time.
"This happens to me daily, you would think my body would get used to the pain." I hummed in agreement.
"Talking about pain, in the ass to be precise. How are things going with baby Gilbert?" That reminded me, I had to give the boy the talk. Just because he is only 15, 16? no 15 – God, Sal-Sal, that's really young – that doesn't mean I will not obliterate him if he brings her sorrow.
"He and I are going to spend the Founder's Party at his home, together." She squealed, her smile lighting up the room.
"Good for you. At least on of us is going to have a good time." I huffed and crossed my arms.
Pause. Wait a minute. Both the female residents of the Gilbert household is going to that party.
"Oh, My GOD! Are you going to be alone with him all night!?" I yelled at her, just as she took a sip from her glass. Thus chocking on the liquid and almost suffocating, without any real worries I watched her cough, puff and huff before taking deep breaths. Sal's eyes were big and soon the red of her hair matched that of her cheeks.
"You sly fox. Have you any plans for 'you-know'?" I wiggled my brows suggestively.
"No," the redhead all but scream while slapping my on the arm, "we are going to talk and listen to music, maybe watch a movie."
"More like try to watch one, while making out."
"Stop!" flustered, she throw a apple at me, however me having superior reflexes, (which was me just knowing my 'enemy'), I dogged the flying piece of fruit.
"Now, there is no need for violence." I reprimanded her, only to have a second piece of fruit chucked in my direction. She missed me once again.
"You really need to work on your throwing skills if you ever want to hit something."
"Give me a gun and I will show you what I can hit."
"And here I thought you were all for peace and no-violence."
"Only when it suits me." Nose in the air like an arrogant aristocrat. That girl was both incorrigible and implausible.
"We are going off track here." I told her, "So nothing is going to happen?" I raised my eyebrow in doubt when the girl nodded self-assured.
"Okay. Good for you then. I will have to be around snobs and their equally tedious and vexing children."
"Rather you than me."
"Jee, thanks. I needed that. God, I just hope I can avoid Mrs. Lockwood. She is still bothering mum about that music box." I had read in the journals my father's father's father had left behind what it's use was. Together with the Gilbert watch, it created a weapon used to identify 'bloodsuckers'. By how persistent the mayor's wife was, I could only conclude that the council was still active. This meant that both the Lockwoods and sheriff Forbes were aware of their existence. Zach was most likely the one providing the vervain for it hasn't grown naturally in Mystic Falls since 1865, if I remember correctly.
Maybe Damon didn't only utilized the mountain lion to cover his tracts so he could stay longer but also as a decoyed for the members of the council. What ever it was, it had fail for this afternoon, for the woman called. Asking for the millionth time if we had found it. Mum had told her she looked everywhere but came empty handed. I, on the other hand, was not. Unknowingly the fact that with me becoming closer to both the Salvatore brothers meant that they fell under my protection, even if they weren't aware of that, meant I couldn't let that thing get out of the house. Besides, I never like the council. I also found it funny that Lockwood family despised vampires, aka the supernatural, and were carrier of the werewolf-gene.
"Personally, I loathed the woman, she is such a bitch against anyone she deemed trash or lesser. Meaning all the not-founding families." Sally scowled. She clearly hadn't forgotten how 'Lady Lockwood' acted the first time they met. I don't think she ever will, in all honesty. The girl could hold a grudge for centuries.
"Okay, chill. I have to see her tomorrow, not you."
"Thank god." She mumbled under her breath.
*Ding-Dong, Ding-Dong*
The doorbell rang and I was glad it did. If I had to wait any longer I would have starved. Taking the pizzas and giving the girl twenty bucks with a tip, I slammed the door shut. Smelling the pizza and sighed in happiness. Food.
"Let's eat."
"Stop fidgeting." Sal mumbled from behind me as she parted my hair for the millionth time. The girl had been on it for more than an hour, since 10 in the morning and I was slowly losing my patience. I failed to understand why she put in all this effort when at the end of the day, I would pull it all out.
"Stop pulling my hair." I told her after a particular hard one, as if she was punishing me for moving my head a millimetre.
"I'm trying to get it in shape." Like I haven't heard that one before. She walked around me to grab some more bobby-pins. To find their place on my head next to the other billion. The frown on her face and determined eyes, should that it complete this, she would tie me up if needed.
"Why do you even care?" I asked, crossing my arm over my chest.
"If you wear one of my creations, everything else has to be just as divine." Of course, Sal may not be a egocentric person by nature but when she knew she could do something better than most, like every other human, she wanted to show it off. While I didn't like being in the spotlight, picture or crowded room with those people, for my bestie I would prevail. Hopefully.
"God, I hate this." I whispered as I blow a staid strain of hair out of my face.
The redhead saw that and quickly pulled the lock back so it could be in the hairdo. "Well, that's your problem."
Her deadpan answer, that lacked all compassion whatsoever, made me groan. "Sometimes I wondered why we are friends."
"Because no one likes to be a stranger in hell, duh." I knew her well enough to know she shrugged her shoulders in the what-can-you-do-about-it way. I rolled my eyes before telling her that if anyone was going to Hell, it would be her.
"You can send me a postcard with the view." I laughed at my own witty comeback.
"If one of us is going to Heaven, it's me."
Yeah right.
"Well, if you keep pulling my hair, you will get there sooner then you expected." I threatened her but I must have looked as dangerous as a angry kitten by how she burst into laughter.
"Very funny, V." she fake whipped away her non-exciting tears.
"Thank you. I take great pride in my humour." I dead-panned as I uncrossed my arms. I felt her shove a new pine in my hair.
"With a face like yours, who needs jokes."
"Well, rather this face, than a face like yours that makes people run away in fear."
"No what Jeremy said." The smugness of it all, radiated from her. I just shivered in disgust.
"A- ew, B- EW, like really ew, C- he is trying to get in your panties, of course he wouldn't tell you the truth. But I, as your best friend, I'm willing to take that burden on me."
"I repeat, very funny. Now turn around and see how I turned you from Gollum into Galadriel."
Thanks for the hit on my self-esteem, being called Gollum wasn't a boost for my confidence.
Part of me felt surprised, she even knew those characters. While completely in love with horror, don't ask me how, she found anything fantasy or sci-fi boring and far-fetched. Silly Sally. "Never knew you read the book."
"I didn't." she smirked at me; "But we watched the movies together so I know the general story, now turn." Ah, forgot about that.
"Impatient woman you are." I said in my best impression of the little green fella of Star Wars.
"Evelyne, you are not Yoda."
"All right All right All right." I said, holding my hands up in surrender. The chair whirled around and for the first time in hours I saw myself. She really had out done herself. My hair was pulled back into a bun at back of my head. Because of the mirror, Sal held up, I saw how first my hair was woven in a thigh braid before all the hair was gathered and done in a cute bun. While it wasn't only classy and elegant, it seemed effortless. To give it a playful hint, a few strains of hair were let out of the hairdo, framing my face in a delicate way. As final touch, two small hairpins with on them a silver and gold firefly were nestled in my white locks.
"Sally, you outdone yourself, it's beautiful."
"Good, I would be pissed if after all this energy, you hated it." She smiled warmly as she added, "You look exquisite."
Together we picked the make-up I would be using, especially with the gigantic bruise decorating my face. I was glad it hadn't swollen, not that it was possible with how long I iced the little fucker. Sadly, Sal couldn't stay long. She wanted to shower and change before meeting Jeremy, so with a sad smile I watched her drive away. The artist had, as she walked to her car, commended I'd take a picture of the complete look. How could I say no to that little request after all she did for me.
Part of me couldn't stop from wondering how the two brothers would react to how I looked, the though of them being in awe over me pleased me in ways I never encountered before. Where that line of though came from I did not know but it made me, for the first time since meeting the Salvatores, realise just how attracted I was toward them. It was a feeling, attraction to be precise, I hadn't felt before, at least not towards someone in my immediate surroundings. Shockingly, I had no idea how to handle this newfound side of me. While creating distance was probably the wisest thing to do, I just couldn't, wouldn't do it. Why would I hurt Stefan, who was first and foremost my friend before he became someone I felt attracted to, in such a way? And Damon, he too had wormed his way info my heart, I couldn't leave him, knowing he would need a friend in the future when faced with the ultimate betrayal of the doppelgänger. Nope, I was staying on their side and I will find a way to deal with this of that means I don't lose them.
It wasn't as if they could possibly feel it same way.
Right?
Right.
* Merde and Putain are French cuss words, meaning 'Shit' and 'Whore'. But Putain can be used solemnly as cuss without really utilizing the meaning of it. Like in the chapter.
* I didn't know a lot of Bourbon so I visited several websites that told me that I wrote, so credit goes to the writer of those articles (want to say who wrote it but can't find which ones I used - -' )
* Quattro Stragioni is a pizza with champion, red green and orange bell peppers, salami, and ham. It's my favourite pizza together with the BBQ. What is your favourite pizza?
Songs mentioned this chapter:
(1) Come Little Children - Erutan
(2) Not Fair - Lilly Allen
(A) The dress can be found on this site, just undo the space in between. Click on the big picture with the words 'VIEW GALLERY' and pick the one that says: 'Ashi Studio Haute Couture Fall Winter 2016-17'.
It is the first dress of the 26:
www . vogue . it/en/shows/show/haute-couture-fall-winter-2017-18/ashi-studio
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Scores of the possible relationships:
Evelyne/Elijah, Stefan, Damon, Klaus, Kol, Finn, Elijah: 26
Evelyne/Mikealsons: 16
Evelyne/Stefan, Damon, Klaus, Elijah: 12
Evelyne/Salvatore brothers: 8
Evelyne/Klaus: 5
Evelyne/other pairing: 4 or less.
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RESPONSE TO YOUR REVIEW:
silverfoxkurama:I am happy you like it and your review was super! I too adore that more and more people are getting behind the idea of this being a revered harem and I kinda love it too ;) Thank you for the review, I hope this chapter didn't disappoint, if not leave a review perhaps? Either way, until the next one.
Alessandra.12:Thank you for finding it original and unique, I want to say stop it for all your kind words make me blush but my ego and self-esteem like them too much to do so. As for your English, it is more than fine, I too make a lot of mistakes as it isn't my native tongue either.
I really wanted to make a story that doesn't really revolve around Elena, like many other stories. That's why Evelyne isn't always present when something happen or is she and Sally doing something else. I try to distance them from Elena by getting detailed about their friendship. Al though, I also do that because the friendships on the show are not really realistic. I find Elena to be a egocentric biatch towards her friends in many situations and annoying in all the other. As to why the two vampires act like they do or what Evelyne might be (human or something else) you will have to keep reading, it will take some time for it all to be reviled but it will be worth the wait.
Thank you for your vote, I can't say what the pairing will be because the poll is still open and will be for a while but I hope that whatever pairing it becomes you will be glad with it. That was all, thank you for the review, I hope you enjoyed the new chapter and until the next one ;)
Toolazytosignin:First off, love the name. Very funny. The fact that you took the time to review was already fantastic so thanks for that. It is true that I am trying to get Evelyne to mend the broken bond between the two brothers and perhaps in the future also the one of the Mikealsons. But that is not for any chapter in the near future. You will have to wait and see.
Hopefully, you liked the chapter if so please leave a review if you want to and until the next time I update.
silentmayhem:Thank you for liking the story and Evelyne. I find it funny (in a positive way) that you think she is sweet. Evelyne when thinking of her, the first thing that comes to mind is her sarcastic and sometimes silly attitude towards everything around her but I kind of like that she is seen as sweet. So thanks for that.
What she is, human or more, is something for future chapters so you will have to ways for that, just as for the pairing. That lays completely in the hands of the readers. So I guess you will have to wait and see.
If you liked this chapter (and I really hope you did) please leave a comment. Until the next time ;)
xrikkeager:Thank you for the review. I will try to pay more attention to my grammar so the amount of mistakes will drop. I can't promise it will be flawless for English is not my mother tongue but I'm motivated to do better. As for with who Evelyne will end up with, well you and all the other readers are the ones that will decide it.
Hopefully, this chapter didn't leave you disappointed - if it did, sorry - if you liked it, please leave a comment if you want ;)
ZoeyMartin:Her eyes are both a different colour as you may have read in the previous chapter. One is white with only a red ring around the iris while the other eye is a blurry black but I guess that one could look like eyes of someone who is , thanks for the review and leave what you though if this one, if you want :)
Aliana,Gabriella,Winchester.17:I also find it, having two eye-colour, something pretty. Personally I do not know anyone who has that but I can understand your envy completely. Why the two react to Evelyne the way they do, is something that will be reviled in the future but that is for me to know and for you to find out :)
Hopefully you liked the story and if so please leave a comment if you want to.
Kate-Fach:It is harder than I first though it would be to write a story about the VD without being focused on Elena but still remain true to the story and most of the events but I love how it is going and how I have worked it out so, I shouldn't be (hopefully) a problem. In many stories the oc is either the friend or the sister, but I just wanted to try a different route and I hope it is working out.
May I ask what you may by different? (I'm just curious :) ) As in her clothes?
Either way, did you like the chapter? I hope you did, leave a review if so or if not, but only if you want to leave one. Until my next update.
Angelicsailor:That you for liking chapter 6 so much, you favourite one, really? I want to answer all your questions but I can't. It will all be for the future so wait and see. As for Damon, in my opinion he was always true to his nature as a vampire and that is why it shocks him when during that dinner, it made his present known. Something that hadn't happen before. Why that is, will also be for the future.
Enzo, and everything around it will not be reviled until we get to that season, so it might take some time as I do not want to rush it and what to really built the story and characters while giving them the time and opportunities to evolve in some ways. The plot will still take some time to unfolded, so stay tuned.
Hopefully, you liked this chapter just as much as the previous one. If you want, leave a review, it would make me happy!
Utau54:Thank you for your lovely review! I too liked how they got protective over Evelyne and Elena, well while she isn't deliberately putting the two brothers against each other like Katherine, you can't deny she likes the attention she is getting. The hospital scene was really fun to write, the text just came and it was a funny conversation between the two, at least I hope so.
This chapter I gave a little bit more information about the Ravenworth family, I hope you liked it. But in the coming chapters, more and more will come to light about them and the history of the family.
I hope you liked the chapter, please leave a review if you want to, I hope you do ;)
maraudersanarchy:Vote and maybe it will happen ;)
Kami no Kage-Sama: It is a good song. Maybe you can try 'Sarcasm' by Get Scared, 'My Demons' - Starset, 'Gave It All Away' by Red, 'Fuck Away the Pain' by Divide The Day, 'Bruises & Bitemarks' - Good With Grenades, 'Flesh' -Simon Curtis, 'Beast Within' - In The Moment, 'Emperor's New Clothes' - Panic! At The Disco and 'Nightmare' by Avenged Sevenfold.
Those are the first I can think of. Hopefully you will like them, if I think of other songs I will let you know in the next chapter. Let me know what you think of both the songs and this new chapter, please :)
Bookworm3:That does AJ mean? As for her eyes, while the idea of violet-blue eyes was what I had in mind in the beginning, now the eyes are one white with a red circle around the iris and the other is cloudy black but if you want to, you can imagine Evelyne however you want ;)
The Christmas card would be something to behold, that is for sure. I hope you like this chapter just as much as the previous one and let me know what you though of it.
Mina1999:I find myself feeling also impatient for the romantic and love and fluffy stuff but I want the relationships to be realistic and evolve throughout the story so it will take some time to get there but we will, I promise.
Let me knew what you thought of this chapter :)
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