Chapter 18
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Declan wakes up with his head throbbing. He couldn't remember where he was or how he got here.
"Look, I think he's waking up." Someone whispers.
"Wakey, Wakey," another unfamiliar voice says.
One takes something metal slamming it up against the table. "Wake up!" A man screams.
"Okay, okay. I'm up." Declan says shakenly.
He slowly opens his eyes up to a white area. It looked like a hospital room with all the instruments and utensils surrounding the bed.
Next, he looks at his captors. He could remember them clear as day. Those were the two men with Matt the night Helena died.
The night she was murdered.
Declan looks from one, to the other, having them both close in on him.
"Alright that's enough."
A feminine voice says.
"Kelsee, I um, I'm sorry. We didnt-"
"Go, get out of here. Matt and I want to talk to him alone."
"Yes, of course."
The two men gently tilt their heads and her direction, and quickly scurry out of the room.
Kelsee slowly approaches Declan.
"What do you want from me?" He says. This is one person he didn't want to be alone with, he still hadn't quite figured her out yet.
She remains quiet, still within reaching distance of the bed.
"Answer me." Declan demands.
When she reaches her hand out, Declan flinches, only to have her softly stroke his hair.
He tries to pull away, only to be restricted. This was the first time he'd seen the handcuffs surrounding his wrist.
She grabs his chin, forcing him to look deep into her eyes.
"You're going to tell my master everything he wants to know, any questions will be answered truthfully, or you'll live regret it. Nod your head if you understand."
Declan nods. He didn't know why she was so close. Or why she thought telling him was somehow going to automatically make him do it.
When she hears the door knob turn she retreats back a few steps.
"Kelsee, how's our guest doing?"
"Good. I think hes ready for our little chat."
"Did you do what I told you?"
"Of course sir. Always."
Matt gets closer, slapping on a pair of medical latex gloves.
Declan swallows hard, unsure of what's to come.
…
"When I was young, a little younger than your age I used to feel weird, Different than my peers."
"Wow what a supri-"
Bonnie sends her daughter a deafening glare and
Abby let's out a heavy sigh, "Just let me go, please."
"I will, just listen to my story first, and I promise after that your free to go."
Abby's facade remained, but Bonnie could easily see that she was scared, frightened.
She reaches out for her daughter but Abby flinches and immediately backs away.
"Abby it's not my intention to harm you or frighten you. You may not think so, but you're the most important thing to me I'd never hurt you LLP,"
Abby, empatheticly, tilts her head towards her mothers.
"Just listen to my story, it'll all make sense after that."
Abby clears her throat and unfolds her arms. "Fine." she slowly pulls herself on the sofa.
"I would see numbers, letters, different things in the air. Signs. I never knew I was a witch, I never knew I was psychic."
Abby let's out a breath of air, one she didn't know she was holding in.
"I know these things are happening to you. It's okay you don't have to tell me. It's that sense of uneasiness. Things going on with your body, things you dont understand."
Abby looks up to Bonnie.
"Trust me I know how hard it is baby, you're not going crazy," Bonnie clears her throat, "Elena and Caroline were my best friends at the time. We did everything together. Eleventh grade is where it got tricky and this is where the story does too. Elena started dating a new guy," she sighs, "
Stefan Salvatore. I remember it like it was yesterday. He was mysterious, charming and handsome."
"Declan's uncle?" She gives Bonnie a quizzical look.
"Yea, his uncle, who just happened to be a vampire."
Abby gulps.
" Now look Abby I don't care if you believe me or not, to be honest I'm surprised we got this far, but look, It's the truth and I'm telling you what I know."
She looks Abby in her eyes, sighing.
"I figure if you give up on me and our relationship you should at least know my side of the story. You deserve at least that."
Abby slowly nods.
Bonnie continues with her story.
"Every time I was around him, I felt numbness, shrouded by coldness and death. I'll never forget the first time, I'd touched a vampire. Never in a million years."
She almost shivers at the memory.
"Anyway I knew something had to be up, so I visited my grandmother. Who was also a witch, she would teach me how to control my powers and how to develop them."
"What was her name?" Abby asked, intrigued.
"Sheila Bennett, or as I liked to call her, grams."
"And your mother? What was her name?"
Bonnie genuinely smiles, " Abigail."
Abby desperately tries to hide the small smile forming on her face.
…..
"What are you going to do to me?" Declan asked.
" Nothing if you answer our questions." Kelsee says.
Matt halts her from getting any closer.
"Kelsee."
She heeds his warning, sliding back into her place, behind him.
"Let's start off with something easy. What's your name?"
"Declan."
"Your whole name, son."
"Declan Keaton."
"I'll ask you again. Why are you in my town? And this time don't lie to me."
"Research."
Matt chuckles, "You're not going anywhere until you tell the truth."
"Sir, it should work, I compelled him to." She says.
Oh so that's what she was trying to do. Kelsee was a vampire. Which was ironic, considering Matts strong hate for them.
"Most likely it's vervain. Shall I bleed it out of him?"
"That won't be necessary, there are other ways to get what I want. Besides hes human, his body wouldn't survive the drainage."
Kelsee nods and Matt turns back to Declan.
"Okay. What exactly are you researching?"
"Mystic-"
"Mystic Falls? What about it? It's dead and gone, Welcome to Donovans landing."
Declan looks down at his wrist.
"I'll take them off, under one condition. Tell me who or what you're looking for specifically. Deal."
Declan doesn't say no, but he doesn't exactly say yes either.
Matt glances at his wrist watch. "Okay, suit could stay down here for a day or two.
Whenever you're ready to start talking let me know."
"Someone will come find me."
"Are you willing to bet your life on that? I've been here for years, living right up under their noses. You wont escape kid."
"Are you threatening me Mr. Donovan?"
"Do you feel threatened Declan? Tourist go missing all the time. Your parents will think that you've ran away. The towns folk will think that you've left. Especially with everything going on, with those mysterious vicious creatures roaming the town. Anything could've happened. So you let me know when you're ready to talk." He and Kelsee walk towards the door.
"Wait."
They halt, with a big grin forming on Kelsee's face.
"My real name is Declan Salvatore. My parents were Elena and Damon Salvatore."
Matt looks at Kelsee,"Leave us." He commands her.
"But sir-"
"Now Kelsee."
He slams the door behind her and pulls up a chair to the bed.
"Its been a long time since I've heard that name."
He slowly unlocks the cuffs on Declan.
"I guess I always knew you were out there. I should've planned for your return. Your family history is rich here, as is mine."
"What happened, why did you change the town name and have my parents killed?"
Matt cracks a smile.
"Tell me, now. I've earned at least that." Declan was adamant.
"Aren't we fast learners. Let me guess Bonnie Bennett told you?"
"Leave her out of this, she has nothing to do with this."
Matt crosses his legs to get comfortable and sucks his teeth.
"Shame. Bonnie, she's always been a good friend, things have changed since we were lifeguards at the rec center. The world was much smaller then, much simpler."
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Everything starts and ends with Bonnie. She a witch."
"Which means?"
"Bonnie Bennett killed your mother and father in that fire. She sealed off the room."
"Lies."
"Truth, you can check the newspaper, I can remember it now," 'Twenty Seven DEAD, death by mysterious fire.' He uses his hands for emphasis.
"Your lying."
" No I'm telling the truth. There was a way to get out of that fire. Bonnie just sealed it off. Research will tell you this."
"You made sure no one could research anything at all. All this talk about about the truth, and you don't want anyone knowing about the old town."
"Those who desire what's hidden must be willing to find it. Truth to me is subjective, there are always two truths to one story."
"What is that supposed to mean? There's no place to look. No place for answers and despite what you think the truth will always be the truth, not your crazy twisted version."
Matt chuckles, "Look all I did was give you answers, be grateful, I wasn't given that same courtesy growing up."
"I don't believe you." He looks Matt in his eyes, "Ms Bennet-"
"Is kind and sweet," he mimics Declan, " She's a murderer."
Declan gulps.
"That's the problem with people. The latter people of Mystic Falls. Secrets. It's like a disease, festering. So much blood was spilled over this land,even before our time. No one knew about the vampires and werewolves and witches. Except your mother, and maybe Bonnie. They blindly let the vampires compel people, witches and werewolves use people, even their family and friends. They knew they were wrong. You can only keep someone in the dark for so long and in the end, no matter how much they say they did it to protect you, or keep you safe out of love, it still feels like a knife in the back."
Declan quietly sits there not moving an inch. He wanted to bring up Helena and tell Matt how hypocritical he was being, but he didn't want to die tonight. He had the feeling he would if he told him he'd been a witness.
"It was wrong and they knew it, even if it was something directly effecting me, I was kept out of it,"
Matts smile widens, "I'd like to change that for you. So I'm telling you the truth, here and now," Matt grips declan's shoulder, "on my sister's grave, on my unborn daughters grave," He drops his eye level lower to Declan's, "Bonnie Bennett murdered your parents."
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