Everyone seems to be running around like chickens with their heads chopped off. After Isobel's very untimely death, the fact that Nik knew exactly where Elena is, it's making them all on edge. They're incredibly more paranoid about it, especially since Katherine seems to be missing now.
Realistically, that just means that Nik finally caught up to her. I can only hope that he'll actually kill her.
Damon believes that our house is no longer safe for Elena to stay at. Apparently, it makes more sense to have her stay at the boarding house…that any vampire can enter without an invite. Luckily Stefan brought logic back into it and for now she's staying at home.
I told them that if they really want her safe, they should just do what Isobel was going to do. Safe house. Give her the deed to the boarding house until this blows over, if she's the solitary owner then only she can invite vampires inside. I can only hope she won't be an idiot and invite someone she doesn't know inside.
Honestly though, if Nik wants her then nothing, even the deed to a house is going to stop him. He's much to determined. They're all truly underestimating him. The only reason they managed to dagger Elijah was because he was careless and chose not to take my warning seriously.
I'll make sure to yell at him about it when he's no longer daggered.
I've been considering taking the dagger out since the cemetery. If they want Elena to survive the sacrifice, that I'm sure will happen no matter what preventive measures we all take, they need him. More so, they need the elixir he has. And since I have absolutely no idea where he hid it, I need him awake and coherent to help. I'm not so sure how willing he'll be to help the people who stabbed him in the heart, but we can hope that he believes its worth it. That he cares about me enough to not let my sister die.
I want to tell him that his siblings aren't buried at sea, but I know he won't believe me at all. I won't be able to prove it to him. If he knew that I had sat there and had a full-length conversation with Nik, let alone got into a car with him and drove to an unknown destination, I think he would lock me away and question my sanity.
Hell, I questioned my sanity a little bit after that too.
I can't say I'm unhappy I did though. I got to be near Kol, even for the brief amount of time that it was, I feel more at peace after it. I don't know how sane that makes me. The fact that I can feel peace being so close to an original vampire who single handedly slaughtered villages for fun. If I believed in doctors they would probably tell me I was unstable.
Hearing a knock on my door, "What?"
Elena's head peaks through, "Stefan brought over some pizza if you want any."
Realizing that if I wanted to remove the dagger from Elijah I should probably do it tonight. If Stefan is here, then only Damon is at the house. Most likely with Andie, and hopefully distracted enough to not notice me walk in.
"No thanks, I've actually got some plans tonight." I tell her with a smile as I slip on my converse and walk past her down the stairs. "I'll probably be home late."
"Okay. Have fun!" She calls as I leave.
Walking into the boarding house as quietly as I can, I pause for a moment to listen. Completely silent, hoping that Damon is out at The Grill getting drunk with Alaric, I quickly make my way to the basement stairs.
As my hand touches the handle to open the door to the cell like room that Elijah's body is in, I hear, "What exactly do you think you're doing Olivia?"
Freezing, I close my eyes. Turning around to look at Damon, his arms crossed over his chest, the damn smirk on his face as he leans against the wall behind me.
"What does it look like Damon?" I ask him incredulously.
"Well…it looks like you're tying to get into the cell that Elijah is in to take the shiny little dagger out." He says walking towards me, stopping when he's a foot away, "But I know you're not that stupid."
"Damon. We need him awake. He's the only chance we have at keeping my sister alive. Ni – Klaus won't stop trying to get her and when he does eventually succeed, only the elixir that Elijah has will be able to keep her from really dying." I tell him with a glare.
"I won't let you do it, Olivia." He says to me, his expression growing slightly darker.
Scoffing at him, "And just how are you going to stop me?"
"Since you can't die. Like this." He says as he places his hands on my neck.
Groaning at the bright light that is the sun, I roll back over and bury my face in my pillow.
Freezing. I remember Damon and the cellar.
Sitting up quickly I look around and realize I'm back in my room. In my bed.
Damon fucking Salvatore snapped my fucking neck.
Fuming I get out of bed and get ready. Determined to make a quick pit stop before school.
Grabbing some black skinny jeans, a loose white V-neck, a red flannel to tie around my waist and my well-worn combat boots, I throw them on. Putting on some rings and a simple necklace, I sit down at my vanity to put my hair into a fishtail braid over my shoulder. Deciding on a slightly bolder look for my makeup I do a brownish-red smoky eye, with thick winged eyeliner. Settling for a dark greige lip.
Picking up my backpack I grab my keys and head out of the house.
Pulling in to the driveway, I notice another car pulling out. Walking into the boarding house behind Stefan and Damon, I realize they must have taken my advice and actually signed the house over to Elena.
That alone is shocking. No one ever listens to me.
"Liv? What are you doing here?" Elena asks me when she sees me walk inside.
"Oh, I've just got a bone to pick with Damon is all." I tell her with a smile on my face.
Walking over to him, I take the glass of bourbon out of his hand and throw it across the room so it shatters as it hits the wall. Taking the stake I hid in my boot, I thrust it into his chest, nearly hitting his heart.
"The next time you snap my fucking neck Damon Salvatore, trust me when I tell you that it will be the last fucking thing you ever do in this life." I growl at him. "Whatever trust I had for you is gone."
Shoving the stake a little harder into his chest, he grunts out in pain, afraid to move but the look in his eyes clearly tells me if he weren't so afraid of dying he would have already thrown me away from him.
"Do I make myself fucking clear?" I ask him.
"Crystal." He groans out in a shallow breath.
Removing the stake harshly, I shove him as hard as I can away from me. His body falling backwards, landing on the floor, "You seem to forget that I'm as strong as you are, Damon. I wouldn't forget it again."
Turning around I look at Elena, Bonnie and Stefan's varying degrees of shocked expressions.
"Jesus Christ Olivia! What the hell was that?" Bonnie asks me with her eyebrows raised slightly.
"He snapped my neck last night because we had a difference in opinions. I'm just making sure he remembers not to ever fucking do it again." I tell them with a shrug, "I'm not the most forgiving."
"He snapped…and you shoved…what the hell happened last night?" Elena sputters.
"Like I said, we had a difference of opinion. Damon clearly solved it by killing me for a short amount of time." I say walking to the door, "I'll see you both at school."
Sitting at the desk next to Elena, she turns and shows Stefan a flyer for the sixties decade dance tonight. Turning to look at him, he shakes his head with a look that clearly says 'No way in hell'. Looking at Bonnie, then me, we both shrug and smile.
"Why not? We could all use another dance, the last one went so great." I tell her rolling my eyes.
How're things back home? Any better? – Chris
Smiling at my phone I text him back as Alaric enters the classroom.
Yes and no. I'll tell you more about it later.
"Hello, class." Alaric says from behind his desk, looking through a bunch of papers, "What are we learning today?"
With the decade dance tonight, we've been covering the sixties all week." Dana tells him.
"Right. The sixties." He says, seemingly surprised by the information. He looks around, his eyes pausing on Elena as she struggles to get her jacket to hang over her seat next to her. An odd look in his eyes as he stares at her.
He turns around to write on the board, "The sixties…I wish there was something good I could say about the sixties, but actually they kind of sucked. Except for The Beatles, of course. They made it bearable. Uh, what else was there?" He laughs a little, "The Cuban missile thing. The uh – we walked on the moon. There was Watergate."
"Watergate was in the seventies, Ric." Elena smirks at him.
The class turns to her at the use of his first name, "I – I mean, Mr. Saltzman." She sputters out, embarrassed.
Laughing to myself, he turns to look at me, a smirk on his face.
"Right." He smiles at her, "It kind of all mushes together up here, the sixties, seventies. Thank you…Elena."
"Liv! Wait up!" Elena calls after me.
Pausing in my steps I wait for her to catch up to me, "What's up?"
"Did you notice Ric acting a little strange?" She questions as we walk into the cafeteria together.
"I mean, yeah. I'm chalking it up to Jenna still making him sweat about the state of their relationship though. For the most part it was very awkward Ric." I tell her, spotting Bonnie and Jeremy talking quietly at a table on the other side of the room.
"Yeah, you're probably right." She tells me, "So you coming to the dance tonight? You should."
"Well if you're going, then yeah. You need all the people you can watching out for you. Just keep Damon far, far away from me." I say with a smile.
"You're really gonna just cut him off like that? Friendship over?" She asks disbelievingly.
"Yes." I tell her bluntly, "He snapped my neck, Elena. I was effectively dead for the night because his solution to the problem was to kill me just because he knows I won't permanently die. Which in reality he doesn't know if I will or not, since he doesn't know why I'm like this. Regardless, it is not pleasant to die. It still hurts even though I come back to life."
"I know! What he did was wrong, but I mean – it's Damon." She says, as if that makes it all better.
"It doesn't excuse his behavior Elena. He was supposed to be a friend, someone I should be able to trust. I don't trust him now, he'd clearly hurt me without so much as a second thought." I tell her as we reach the table.
"Hey Jer! How you doing?" I ask him as pull him into a quick side hug.
"Are you okay at the house with John?" Elena asks him.
"It's not like he's alone. He's got me." I tell her, as he stands up.
"Like Liv said, I've got her, so it's not so bad. Look I'm late for class, I gotta go." He says looking at Bonnie before he walks away.
Bonnie rolls her eyes a little as we sit down, "What's going on?" Elena asks her.
"I told him he had to dress up tonight and he got all uptight." She says with a shake of her head.
"True. Jer hates the whole dressing up part." I laugh.
"Hey Elena, there you are. Okay, this is going to sound freaky, but this totally hot guy just asked me to ask you if you're going to the dance tonight." Dana says as she walks over to the table.
"Tell him she has a boyfriend." Bonnie says with her eyebrows drawn together.
"Really though, Dana, who doesn't know Elena has a boyfriend in this school?" I ask her laughing.
"You could at least meet him. He'll be at the dance tonight. Look for him. His names Klaus."
Choking on the bit of juice I managed to swallow I look up at her, "I'm sorry, what did you say?"
"His name's Klaus." Dana says confused, "I know the name's stupid, but I swear he's hot."
Looking around trying to spot Nik in the room, I don't see him anywhere. Honestly, this is not the place for this.
"Where is he? Is he here?" Bonnie asks looking around the room too.
"I don't know." Dana answers.
"She's been compelled." I tell them quietly, "She's useless to question about him."
"He wants to know if you'll save him the last dance." Dana says smiling, "How cute is that?"
Standing in the living room of the boarding house, far away from Damon, I listen to them try and strategize. I could put my two cents in, but really, it doesn't matter anymore. Nik's here, in Mystic Falls. It's much to late now.
"So we go to the dance, we find him." Damon says as if it's the easiest thing in the world to accomplish.
"Really? How are we going to do that?" Stefan asks him cynically, "We don't even know what he looks like."
"Something tells me that he's not gonna be sixteen and pimply." Damon says to him.
Smirking to myself, nope he is definitely not sixteen and pimply. Early twenties and gorgeous to look at it would be a more accurate description, not that I'm going to say that out loud.
"He could be anywhere, at anytime. He compelled somebody at school. Guess it's not as safe as you guys thought, huh?" Stefan asks Elena and Bonnie.
"What would you like them to do Stefan? Be paranoid, looking at everyone as if they're a threat to Elena's life?" I ask him annoyed, "Cause that's a great fucking way to live."
Knocking on the door, Alaric walks in.
"There you are." Damon says to him.
"Sorry I'm late." Alaric says with a small smile.
"Hey, I need you to put me down as a chaperone at the dance tonight. Klaus made his first move." He says, not as annoyed, as he should be by having to go to a high school dance.
"Okay, so we find him, and then what?" Elena asks everyone, "What's our plan of attack?"
"Me." Bonnie says determinedly, "I'm the plan. He has no idea how much power I can channel. If you can find him, I can kill him."
Alaric scoffs a little, "That's not going to be that easy. I mean he is the biggest, baddest vampire around."
"Alaric has a point." Damon says, "I mean what if he –" He cuts off as he runs full vampire speed towards Bonnie. Who easily deflects him back across the room over a table.
Laughing loudly, "Please do that again!"
Stefan turns around, "Well I was impressed."
"It doesn't matter if he's an original. I can take down anyone who comes at me." Bonnie says walking to stand by me, "I can kill him, Elena. I know I can."
Smiling, Elena nods her head at Bonnie.
"Well as long as you guys have this all figured out. I'm gonna head home, find something worthy of the sixties and I'll meet you all there. Hopefully, none of you actually die tonight." I tell them with a roll of my eyes.
"You don't think we can take him on?" Damon scoffs at me.
"I believe in Bonnie, Damon. However, even the best-laid plans have flaws. I think you're all underestimating him. And I'm the only person in this room who won't die because of it, but I'll be damned if I let you take my sister down with you and you're half thought out schemes." I tell him with venom in my voice.
"Liv, I know I can do this." Bonnie pleads with me, "I can kill him. I can save her."
"But at what cost to you, Bon." I tell her sadly, "You don't think I put it together myself? Just – just think about it before you make a big decision. Please."
"I need to do this, I have to, Liv." Bonnie says coming over to hug me, "Please don't be angry."
"I'm not angry at you Bonnie. Concerned for your well-being is more like it, but it's your life, you make the decisions in it." I tell her, glancing at Elena, "I'll see you later."
"Caroline!" I yell into my phone, "I'm having a fashion crisis for the first time in many moons. I don't know what to wear to this stupid decade dance!"
Laughing at me, "The great, always fashionable in your own grunge-punk way, Olivia Gilbert, has no idea what to wear to the decade dance? I find that hard to believe."
"Oh shut up!" I tell her, putting my phone on speaker as I rummage through my closet, "Just help me."
"Okay! Okay!" She says placating me, "What about…Oh! You should totally wear the black shift dress, the one with the large white collar. With those bright red heels that you bought a few weeks back."
Pulling out the dress that she described, I hold it up in front of my mirror. Perfectly sixties shift dress, simple, short, and perfect for the school dance.
"You are a life saver Care! I forgot I bought this dress." I tell her as I hang it up on the back of the door, "You doing the Jackie O classy look tonight?"
"Duh! She's iconic." She tells me matter-of-factly, "I should finish getting ready. I'll see you there!"
"Bye Care! Thanks again!" I tell her before she hangs up.
Sitting down to put my hair up into a bouffant, I use a little hairspray to keep it there, and curl the ends of my hair a little more to give me some more definition. Keeping my makeup simple, I add a little bit of a pale pink eye shadow to my lids, a little winged liner, and a lot of defining mascara. Coating my lips in a nude pink lipstick, I put on dangling geometric shaped earrings, the biggest ones I've got. A few white bangles, and some of my larger rings to complete the look before putting on my dress and the shoes, looking in the mirror, I look like I just time traveled. Goal accomplished.
Walking into the kitchen I find Jenna at the table, a glass of wine and a textbook in front of her.
Clearing my throat, she looks up, I give a little twirl, "So, how do I look? Sixties enough?"
Smiling at me, "Straight outta the magazine pages. You look incredible!"
"Thanks! Caroline reminded me I had this dress, I don't know why I bought it, but I'm so glad that I did." I told her, walking over to grab my keys off the counter.
"Do me a favor, stay inside tonight okay?" I tell her, "Klaus is in town, and the last thing I want is for you to get dragged into this some more. I'm almost completely positive that he wouldn't really hurt you or anything, but he needs Elena, so all bets are off with that."
"He's here? Of course, no one tells me anything." She mutters, "I'll stay in, lock the doors, do my thesis until my eyes bleed and then watch some sappy romance movie and cry about my pathetic life."
Giving her a quick hug, "Your life isn't pathetic Jenna, everything will work out the way it should in the end. I'll call you if there's anything important to tell you. Try not to drink the whole bottle of wine tonight." I tease her as I walk out the door.
"Have fun! Try and be safe!" She shouts to me from the kitchen.
"It's not me you need to worry about." I whisper to myself as I close the door.