Chapter 6

"Leo, do y-"

"Know why Vicki is in the washroom?" I grimace and Elena winces, nodding. Even though intentionally thinking about my brother having sex is like forcing myself to have a migraine; I'm happy for him, even if Vicki Donovan spends most of her time getting high. "I'm sure you can guess." I give Elena a pointed look and she furrows her eyebrows, glancing towards the bathroom. "Jer's liked her for years."

Elena finally catches on and she winces. "Oh, gross!"

I nod solemnly. "I know." I walk down stairs into the kitchen, Elena following behind me, and I grab some cereal.

"Jenna," Elena says. "Are you aware of what is going on upstairs?"

"Uh huh," She says, so blasé that I laugh.

"And you have no objection?" Elena asks, raising an eyebrow. Jenna smirks.

"Well, he could be craftier about it. At least make an effort to sneak her in and out. Oh and I'm not going to be here for dinner tonight," She says, looking up at Elena. Elena and I smile.

"Oooh, so you're actually going out with Logan." Elena smiles, and Jenna rolls her eyes.

"If you mean torture him, then yes," Jenna says. "Have you heard from Stefan?" I turn to look at Elena as well, and she scowls. I do not want to imagine what she wants to do to Stefan.

"Not since he's left that very vague message," She says, and rolls her eyes.

"Are you going to call him?" Jenna asks, and Elena frowns.

"I'm not going to call him," She says. Jenna nods, regarding Elena carefully.

"Are you fine with that?" Jenna asks cautiously and Elena scowls.

"No, I'm not fine with it," She snaps angrily, and I raise an eyebrow. "But I'm not going to be one of those girls whose world stops spinning because of some guy." Jenna's eyes are wide at her outburst.

"Okay then," Jenna concedes, and Jenna and I exchange looks. Elena pretends to ignore us.

"I'm fine," She addresses both of us and marches off, eating.

I turn to Jenna, eyes wide. "Well then," I say cheerily and Jenna gives me a serious look.

"You heard her, Leo, don't bring him up anymore, okay?" She tells me and I nod.

"We'll see about that."

"Hey Stef, heard you're not calling Elena," I chirp, walking beside the vampire. He looks at me before rolling his eyes.

"What do you want me to say, Leora?" He asks. "'Oh, sorry, I was busy torturing my brother.'?"

I glance around me but the other students aren't paying us any attention. For once I'm glad that we're in high school surrounded by self-obsessed people too busy with their own drama to listen to our conversation.

"Are you ever going to tell her about vampires?" I ask him, raising an eyebrow.

He clenches his jaw, looking away. "I'm not planning on it."

I shrug. "Then you have a lot of lying to do, because she's not impressed." We're nearing the door, but he cuts away from me, so I walk over to Bonnie and Elena, who're watching Caroline.

"I want in-your-face sexy," Caroline says, and laughs. "It's a fundraiser, for god's sake."

"Unbelievable," Elena says, watching Caroline as she saunters around school with her little posse, handing out the 'sexy suds' flyer. She's changed since Damon, and for the worse. "It's like nothing happened." Elena's shaking her head with disgust and eyeing Caroline like she's grown two heads. I can't really say I disagree, the blonde's behaviour has been quite erratic.

"She's in denial," Bonnie says in weary exasperation.

"Hey," Stefan suddenly appears, approaching Elena, and our conversation fizzles out, a tense feeling falling over the group as Bonnie eyes Stefan with suspicion.

"Let's go Bonbon," I say, grabbing her by the arm and dragging her away. She visibly relaxes when we're away from them, and I turn to her, eyebrow raised. "Why do you hate him so much?" Bonnie shrugs, looking away.

"I don't know, he gives me a bad vibe," Bonnie defends herself, and I stop, crossing my arms. She relents. "Okay, fine, he's weird, and my 'witchy vibes' are telling me he's trouble."

My eyes light up. "So you're a witch?" I gasp, and her gaze darts around.

"About that."

"So, Elena and Stefan, huh?" Kara smiles at me, and I smirk.

"Do you have to ask? You probably knew about it before I did," I tease, and Kara rolls her eyes.

"Oh, ha ha, I don't gossip that much," She pouts, and Jess snorts.

"Yeah, okay," Jess drawls, and Kara glares at both of us.

"I hate you guys," She whines, and we laugh, but our laughter quickly dies down when Elena walks into the cafeteria with Stefan.

I follow with my eyes as they walk over to a separate table, still talking. Elena seems to be angry, her lips moving a mile a minute as her slender fingers rip into the bread she has in her hands. As she talks, she rips the bread faster, and into tinier pieces, so I know she's pissed. Stefan's lips are pursed, only opening his mouth once or twice to give a few short answers.

"What are you looking at?" Jess asks me, glancing towards Elena and Stefan. "Oh."

"They don't look too happy," Kara chirps, lighting up with curiousity. I elbow her, and she rolls her eyes. "Oh come on, I'm not going to gossip, she's your sister."

"Exactly," I tell her warningly, but she rolls her eyes at me. Finally, the bell rings, and we go our separate ways. Jess and Kara head off to English, and I relax in the silence, gathering up my stuff.

"Hey, so apparently Elena's going to the Grill with Stefan tonight," Bonnie whispers, coming up to my table, and I turn to look at her, eyes wide. "Yeah, she wants to give him another chance."

"Bullshit, she was literally ranting about him this morning," I deny, but Bonnie only shrugs.

"I'm just saying what I heard," She tells me, and I glance over at the couple. They indeed look to be getting over whatever disagreement they had earlier, so I don't doubt Bonnie's right.

"Interesting."

"Leo."

I look up from my book as Jeremy walks into my room. "Yes?"

"Stefan's downstairs," He tells me, and I raise an eyebrow. "I let him in to surprise Elena."

I smile. "Really? Aw, that's so cute!" I giggle, and he rolls his eyes.

"Don't spoil it," He warns me, and I roll my eyes. He just walks away, going to Elena's room. I get up to follow, never one to miss a cute, romantic moment. "Are you okay?" Jeremy asks Elena as she lies on her bed, holding her teddy bear. I grin at him, but he shushes me.

"Is Vicki in there?" Elena sighs, and Jeremy chuckles.

"Don't answer a question with another question," He smirks. "Maybe. What's wrong with you?"

She sighs again. "I'm miserable," She huffs. Jeremy chuckles softly.

"Well, you should go get something to eat," He tells her, and I look over at him. We exchange a smirk, before going away, allowing her to go down on her own time. I sit down on my bed, watching her door, waiting for her to leave so I can go see everything unfold. Who doesn't like a little romantic scene? Plus, being friends with Stefan while him and my sister are fighting make for awkward situations, so them making up would benefit all of us. Finally, she walks out and makes her way downstairs and I follow once I hear laughter and happy voices from the kitchen.

"Looks like you two made up," I smile as I watch Stefan and Elena cook. Elena exchanges a look with Stefan, smiling blissfully. Her happiness is infectious, and I feel myself smiling along with her.

"Yeah," She answers, still looking at Stefan. "We did." I walk over to her.

"I'm happy for you, Lena," I whisper to her as Stefan is distracted looking in the fridge. She glances over at him, sighing, before looking back over at me.

"I am too," She says, and I walk away, letting the lovebirds continue with their romance.

I sit in the Mystic Grill as I people watch. In the corner by the pool table is a young couple. The girl has such a huge grin on her face as she stares at the guy, like a child when they find the presents that Santa has left. The boy is eyeing her as well, but not in a gross way, more in a mushy romantic way. It makes me want to puke rainbows and ride off into the sunset riding a Pegasus-Unicorn half-breed.

I smile into my hot chocolate, before glancing over at the bar. There's a man sitting there, nursing his fourth drink, from what I've counted, and he's flagging down the bartender. The bartender sneakily trades the man's keys for the drink, and the man does so willingly. He doesn't look very good, with his blank eyes and stark veins. I shake my head pityingly for him before glancing out the door and I sit up when I see Elena walk by.

I walk out the door. "Elena? Where're you going?" I ask, and she startles, putting a hand over her chest.

"Leo!" She hisses. "You nearly gave me a heart attack!" I pat her on the back in comfort. She glares.

"Aren't you supposed to be at the car wash?" I ask her, and she bites her lip.

"I have to…do something," Elena says, and I snort.

"Well, that isn't vague at all." I stare at her, but she only blinks. "So, what are you doing?"

Elene sighs again. "Tiki's grandpa came up to me today, saying that he saw Stefan in 1953."

I froze, thinking about vampires. "Okay," I say slowly. "What are you going to do about it?"

"There was a murder that year, and I'm going to see if I can find it."

I simply nod, wishing Elena good luck, before I walk away, taking my phone out to text Stefan.

Me: Elena on to you

Stefan: What, about vampires?

Me: Yes. She spoke to Tiki's grandpa, told her he saw you in 1953. What happened?

Stefan: Damon killed someone

Me: She'll figure it out and if she comes, you must tell her

There's a while until he responds, but when he does, I sigh in relief.

Stefan: Okay

I'm in my room doing homework when I hear someone walking in Jeremy's room. I get up slowly, peeking into my brother's room, and I see Logan Fell taking something from under Jeremy's desk. I narrow my eyes, trying to see what he took and I can only make out something round.

Before I can dwell on it, he's turning around, and, making sure I avoid the squeaky floor board, I dash to my room, closing my door as he closes Jeremy's. But just as I'm about to put my earbuds back in, I see Elena walking to the car. I sit up slowly before sneaking into her bedroom and opening her diary.

Dear Diary, I am not a believer. People are born, they grow old, and then they die. That's the world we live in. How can I deny what's right in front of me? Someone who never grows old, never gets hurt. Someone who changes in ways that can't be explained. Girls bitten, bodies drained of blood.

I close her diary abruptly, not wanting to read anymore, already knowing that she has enough evidence to sense something's seriously off about Stefan.

I walk down the stairs, making sure that Jenna is still talking with Logan, before I sneak out the front door. I walk towards the benches in the square, where I usually go sit when I need to think.

"What are you doing out here all alone?"

I jump at least ten feet into the air, and stumble away from the person beside me. "You," I hiss.

Katherine smirks. "Yes. Me," She says. Her eyes start to change and I see her fangs. "Missed me?"

"Screw you," I spit, and she raises an eyebrow.

"You look a lot like her," Katherine muses, looking me over. "But you act nothing like her."

I stare at her skeptically. "Am I supposed to take offence from that?"

Katherine shrugged. "Interpret it as you may. But their sister was kind and caring, compassionate."

"You expect compassion from me, for you?" I snort, and Katherine's eyes narrow.

"Hardly. So I hope you're not surprised when you get none from me," She sniffs, and I chuckle.

"I'm not losing sleep over it, Kitty-Kat," I purr, and she bares her teeth at me.

"Oh, you will be, once I get invited in." She gives me a sinister smile. "You'll be sleeping, vulnerable and unaware, and I could be in your house, killing you before you realize it."

Before I can say anything, Katherine's gone, and I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding. I stand up, glancing around me carefully, before I make my way back down the road. Not exactly towards home, but away from the bench that has recently become unsafe because of a stupid vampire. I try not to let the frustration bubble up. I follow the path my feet want me to go down, and I inhale sharply when I realize I went towards the Salvatore boarding house.

"Your sister's going to arrive soon," Adaline informs me, and I huff. I should've known that she led me here.

"What do you want me to do about it?" I hiss at her, and she gives me a baleful look.

"I don't know, Leo, think of something before she hates Stefan forever," Adaline snaps, and I glare at her.

"Why would she hate him?" I ask, and Adaline gives me a bemused frown.

"She knows he's a vampire," Adaline informs me and I whistle.

"Well shit. About time." I laugh, and Adaline shoots me a shriveling look. Before we can do anything, Elena comes pulling up to the Salvatore house, and I stop walking, watching as she gets out.

"You should want to help him with her, Leo," Adaline sniffs, and I roll my eyes.

"Stefan needs to tell her. Elena bases everything on trust, and if she can't trust him, or believes she can't trust him, she won't try to have a relationship with him," I say, and walk towards Elena's car.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to wait for her here," I say, before smiling mischeviously. "Maybe she'll think I'm a vampire, waiting for her. Ooh, I know, I'll duck down, and when she's driving, I'll sit up so she'll see me in the mirror."

Adaline rolls her eyes. "That's cruel."

"It's fun," I correct. "Besides, what could go wrong?"