You know forming a friendship with Elena was never on my list of things to do when coming back to Mystic Falls. I actually kind of liked her. I knew that I wasn't supposed to like her. I had a mission that I needed to adhere to. On top of the fact that she was a girl, she was a Gilbert and I was supposed to hate that family for what they did to my mother. However, at the same time, was it fair to blame the whole family for something that one member did? I hadn't killed his daughter in revenge and it wasn't just because the two of us were having sex at the time.
I actually thought that the Salvatores knowing about the journal was a good thing because it would give me more of a chance to manipulate things in my favor. Of course the first thing that I needed to do was get the journal. I knew where to find it, or rather who to find it with. I had two options on where to get it. Option one was to go to the school and see if Mr. Saltzman left it there, which I doubted but was still worse a shot. It was still more favorable because I couldn't just steal it from his apartment.
I was currently in the hotel room, reading the Fell journal and trying to contact Jeremy. I couldn't exactly contact Elena about it because it would come off as suspicious. I would need one of them to use to revive my mother. I was not going to go back on my promise to use Gilbert blood to bring her back, but I wanted to keep my intentions hidden, which was why I had compelled Elena not to tell the Salvatores about me.
"Is that the journal?" Ben asked me.
"Does it look like the journal?" I challenged.
"Well, it's old and musty." He remarked. He really was an idiot.
"Just focus on completing your one job." I declared. "You're supposed to kidnap the witch and not do anything else."
"So I take it that you don't want to fuck right now." He remarked. I was pretty sure that I didn't want to ever again. I kind of wondered what it would be like to have Elena underneath my covers, but I couldn't give into that urge. I was in town to get my mother out of the tomb, not fall in love with a human girl.
"I have things to do today." I remarked before he walked into the light and pulled his foot back. "When will you stop doing that?"
I headed to the school. I felt kind of strange being there on a Saturday. I noticed that there was a car in the parking lot. I couldn't help but wonder if it was his. I also wondered why anyone would be at the school on a Saturday. It did mean that the door was unlocked, so that was good.
I made my way through the halls. I needed to be stealth and make quick movements. The best strategy was not to be stupid. The man had killed Logan after all. I couldn't help but figure out how he managed to figure out that Logan was a vampire in the first place. I wanted to distract him into leaving his room hopefully without the book in hand. I didn't need to kill him and I didn't want to leave any unnecessary bodies lying around. I was a bit of a pacifist. I didn't like to kill anyone unless I needed to.
I decided to run through the hall in hopes to get his attention. He would be able to hear me moving but he wouldn't be able to see me. It was just supposed to get him out of the room. I made my way down the hall as a swishing sound could be here.
"Hello?" He asked. "Who's there?"
I didn't say anything and hid over by a locker. I remained as quiet as possible until he ran out of the room and I made my move. I rushed into the classroom and grabbed the journal off of his desk before I rushed out. That was easier than I thought it would be. Now I just needed to find the location of the grimoire.
I decided that it would be best not to stick around and head back to the hotel. I would also need to gain access to the Gilbert house by having someone invite me in. I could ask Elena to do it, but I would think that she would be weary of doing it since she knew that I was a vampire. I would need either Jeremy or her aunt Jenna to do it. I would just need Jeremy to stop dodging my calls.
I decided to start from page 1. I really hoped that I was reading the 1864 journal because Jonathan Gilbert was a prolific writer. I was pretty sure that he hadn't started going crazy by then. I opened it to see that the first entry was marked January, 1st 1864, so I seemed to have the right one. Of course I still didn't know what page he had written about Emily's grimoire on. The downside about regular books was that I couldn't use a find feature, so I would have to read every page.
I really wished that I had more people to talk to. Elena was probably too busy looking for the journal to talk to me and I couldn't tell her that I had it because then she would know that I had stolen it. Of course she wouldn't be able to tell them that I had stolen it, but there was the possibility that they could be listening on her phone conversation and then they would know that I had compelled her maybe I would be able to get her alone without them. I decided to text her.
"What are you doing?" I texted.
"I'm in my room alone right now." She responded. "What are you doing?"
I didn't answer and decided to call her.
"So what are you doing?" She asked.
"I'm in my room right now chilling." I explained. "I actually ended up finding this journal that I was looking for today."
"Where was it?" She replied.
"Mr. Saltzman had it at the school." I answered. "It's a long book and I haven't really been able to find anything interesting in it yet."
Even though I knew she wasn't going to tell them, I still didn't want to tell her that my mother was in the tomb. I didn't want her to know that I had an ulterior motive. She had been good to me so far and most people freaked out when I told them that I was a vampire. Okay, so she freaked out a little bit but I was able to win her over. She was fun to be around and she seemed like she was a really fun drunk. I also wondered if she liked me because of the way that she kissed me. You didn't kiss someone like that if you don't like them.
"So what did you do last night after the dance?" I asked her.
"I just went home." She answered. "I went to bed and had some time to myself."
"Are you saying that you masturbated?" I questioned with a giggle.
"No…" She responded. I could practically hear her blushing over the phone.
"You did, didn't you?" I replied.
"I've been kind of frustrated since I broke up with Stefan." She declared.
"You could have called me and I would have come over and fucked you." I joked. She was silent for a moment. "Elena, I was joking."
"Have you ever slept with a girl before?" She asked me.
"I slept with you." I responded. "But if you're asking if I ever had sex with a girl, then the answer is yes."
"What was it like?" She inquired.
"Well it really isn't anything like having sex with a guy." I explained. "A girl knows how to touch you because she likes what you like. She can go as fast or as slow as you want. She can use her fingers or her tongue or something else entirely. Pretty much everything that she can do feels really good."
"I think I'm going to go downstairs and see what's for dinner." She remarked before she hastily hung up. I could tell that I had made her flustered. She was at least curious about it and possibly a little turned on. It also turned me on a bit. I then got back to reading the journal. At that point, Ben came out wearing a towel.
"Are you ready for your date?" I asked without looking up.
"Yes." He answered. He was supposed to get Bonnie hear by whatever means necessary. He got closer. "Are you going to wish me luck?"
"No." I declared. "Just get out of here."
I wasn't entirely sure what I would do with him what my mom was out of the tomb. The best solution was probably just to kill him even though I didn't like doing so. I didn't want to have any loose ends and also didn't want him to live with me and my mom. Maybe if I was lucky, he would get himself killed and I wouldn't have to do anything. He did seem like he was stupid enough to let something like that happen to him. He just didn't seem to have survival instincts.
At that point, I decided to call Jeremy again to see if I could get him to hang out with me. For some reason he seemed to think that I was a stalker. I didn't even like him like that. I just needed him to invite me into his house. I got a text from him saying to meet him at the Grill, so it looked like what I was doing was working. I headed over and made sure to grab some coffees for us. I didn't have any reason at the moment to get him drunk.
"You just couldn't live without me." I quipped.
"Well I needed to get my daily dose of cute stalker chick." He shot back.
"Funny." I retorted. "So what do you want to do?"
"We could play some pool." He suggested. "Or we could go for another round of foosball."
"Well if you don't want to do anything here, we could always go back to your house." I suggested. "I don't mean it in a sexual way. Didn't you want to show me some vampire movies?"
"Actually, you were the one who had that idea." He pointed out. "Thanks for the help with the paper by the way, I got an A."
"Well that kind of supernatural stuff is kind of my specialty." I answered. "Just don't try to do anything."
"So I guess we can head back to my place." He replied. "You wanna give me a ride?"
"Actually, I need to go back to my place first, but I can meet you there." I told him. "How about you give me your address and I'll be there soon."
"What are you bringing?" He asked.
"Some pajamas in case I have to stay the night." I remarked. I had no intention of doing so. "Don't give me that look. Haven't you ever had a sleepover with a girl before?"
"Yeah, but there weren't really pajamas involved." He answered.
"I'll see you soon." I promised.
I then headed back to the hotel room and I noticed that I had a guest. He pushed me against the wall and grabbed my neck and I threw him hard to the floor.
"Damn, you're strong for a little thing." He commented.
"I was wondering how long it would take you to find me." I told him. I wondered how he figured out I had the journal.
"How long have you been here?" He asked.
"I arrived around half past comet watching you screw up every chance you had to open that tomb." I answered as I laid my bag down and sat on the nightstand.
"How'd you know about the spell?" He inquired.
"Emily told me. Duh." I declared.
"If you've been here the whole time then why are we just crossing paths now?" He asked as he got in my face.
"I like to use others to do my dirty work." I replied as I walked over and grabbed the journal off of the table.
"Like Logan Fell?" He responded. "Oh thanks for that by the way. Little bastard shot me."
"Logan was an idiot. We slipped him some blood when he started getting all poser slayer." I explained. "I needed his family's journal. I couldn't just let him die."
"What did you want with the Fell journal?" He questioned.
"I thought it had the location of the grimoire in it." I answered. "I was wrong. According to her journal, Honoria gave the book to Jonathan Gilbert, and according to Jonathan, he gave it to your father. So now you're going to help me find it."
"Sorry, I work alone." He answered. If he found it, I had ways of getting it from him.
I then headed to the Gilbert house and rang the doorbell. Jeremy answered it.
"Hey, come in." He invited. "So, what did you want to see?"
"How about you go pick something?" I suggested. "I need to go wash my face. You might just get to see what I look like without makeup."
Not long after I went upstairs, I noticed that Elena was back. I then realized how I could get Damon to give me the grimoire. I went upstairs and into her room.
"Anna, what are you doing here?" She asked.
"I'm sorry." I told her.
"For what?" She asked. I didn't say anything and put her in a sleeper hold before taking her back to the hotel room.
So Anna kidnapped Elena. Will Elena be able to forgive her for it? What will happen in the hotel room? Please don't forget to review.