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Chapter 4: Alexia's Best Friend

Bella POV:

"Happy Birthday culo." I said affectionately to him, when the clock struck twelve.

"Thanks my darling." Damon replied smirking at me, "Where's my present." he asked looking at me with his ice blue eyes.

"What do you mean? I asked him innocently. "I thought that I was your present." I finished my sentence with a wink, and nudged his shoulder as I headed over to my Ducati.

"I'm driving us back." I said looking at him.

"Sure thing sober Sally." He said. I snorted at his lame attempt of a joke.

"But seriously, where and what the hell is my present." Damon asked, and without answering him I got on the bike and we started heading back to the boarding house. Unfortunately parked right outside of the boarding house was a very familiar looking silver Volvo.

The Cullens were here.

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Stefan POV:

I have always known Isabella as Lexi's best friend and sister.

When I first met Lexi, she talked a lot about the lady who turned her. Lexi always referred to her affectionately; never did I hear her once insult her sire, or curse that she became a vampire. She always said that she had choice, and she wanted to become a vampire, so that she could spend eternity with her sister. The way she portrayed Isabella, was as if she was angel living in the devil's workshop

The main thing that I learnt about Isabella from Lexi is that she could do no wrong. She was the perfect angel who fell from heaven in order to bring out the humanity from everyone. She was able to bring out the emotion from everyone: human or beast.

I got my first glimpse of her, when Lexi and I stopped back at Mystic Falls post my Ripper phase. I was stunned. It was a good type of stunned. The way she talked to Lexi was almost like a mother talking a child, doting and affectionate, yet stern. Isabella looked stunning, and Lexi's verbal description did her no justice.

She was exactly like Lexi described; an angel, and there was something about her that drew everyone in, and made you fall in love with her. Not in the romantic way, but when you looked at her, you wished that you could get to know her, and help her in any way possible. I know that was how I felt when I first met her. She carried this air of innocence around her, yet she had very old and wise eyes.

However it was not all good. There was something dark surrounding her aura, that also warned people off. I guess that's what years of being immortal can do to you. I could see the cheerful and playful exterior she put up was a mask, to hide her real emotions.

I only realised that it was a mask quite recently, because of Damon. I could tell that my brother constantly wore that mask, in order to protect himself from being hurt, and from showing weakness. I know understand that Isabella was trying to do the same thing.

When Bella came in here to surprise Damon I was very happy. I found that she was the only one who could ground him, actually making him feel his humanity, and live his life to the fullest. I know that she is trustworthy however she is an old vampire, so I don't know if I will be able to protect Elena from her if she decides that she wants to take Elena and hand her over to the Mikaelsons.

But for some reason, I can't tell if I even want to protect Elena. Right now I can't even tell if she is in love with Damon or me because day by day it seems as if she is changing and evolving into Katherine except that right now Elena is worse than Katherine.

Even though Katherine was a very manipulative person, she told both Damon, and me that she was in love with both of us, and wanted to take her own time to choose. Elena on the other hand seems to be tiptoeing behind my back, trying to see how far she can test Damon and I.

I watched helplessly as Bella sauntered into our house, said a few words; most of which was berating me for making the same mistake with Elena as I did with Katherine. Following her speech she rushed out with Damon, with only the sound of her tinkling laughter following behind the long gone vampire.

She was like a little sister to me even though she was older than me. Sighing I turned around to see everyone looking at me questioningly. Whereas Elena looked quite pissed off. Oops!

"Stefan! Who the hell is she? Why the hell is she here?" Elena shot off glaring at me.

"Elena" I said calmly, "I could not tell you because it was not my story to tell. All I can tell you is that Bella, is Damon's best friend and they have spent a lot of time together, and been through a lot together."

"Who cares!?" said Elena "Damon's supposed to get on my good side," she said putting an emphasis on my, "and running of with one of his floozies is not going to get him in my good books."

Lifting her head haughtily she flipped her brown hair and left the room. I rolled my eyes at her immaturity and childishness, as I saw her inner Katherine emerge. She was so selfish and self centered at times, always playing the damsel in distress. Surprisingly no one ran after her. Everyone sat down on our couch or lounged around the room, obviously waiting for me to say or explain something.

"Like I told Elena, its not my story to tell, but Isabella is one of the sweetest people I know and she will not be a threat unless you get on her bad side. She's also been through a lot, so she can be quite cold and distant to people she doesn't know." I said looking at them.

"Okay, Stefan we understand, but I just want to know if she would be a danger to us. If you can trust her, I'm pretty sure that we can trust her as well." Caroline said, looking at from underneath those long eyelashes.

You have a girlfriend. I scolded myself. Shaking my thoughts away I turned to her

"That's the thing. I don't know if I can trust her or not. The thing is that she is a very old vampire, so I don't think I can protect any of you, if she decides that she wants to hand Elena or any of us over to the Mikaelson family." I said, staring at the floor, unable to look at the group in their eyes. It was at times like this where I wish I was stronger, and I wished that I hadn't wasted most of my immortal life as a ripper, instead of forging allies, and making new friends.

Now we were stuck. We did not have enough supernatural help if the Mikaelsons decided to attack us, seeing as all of them had been awoken. Soon enough it was late, and everyone needed to be headed home, so all of them headed out to the door, and after seeing their cars leave my drive way, I headed over to the counter above the fireplace, and grabbed a bottle of Bourbon.

"Oh Lexi. If only you were here right now. Why do you have to be dead?" I wondered looking up at the gothic chandelier, before pouring some bourbon into a glass.

"Well, bottoms up." I said to myself before draining the glass.

"Are you Stefan?" came a voice from the doorway.

"Yes, I am, and who might you be?" I said, turning around. At the door stood a group of Cold Ones. They had gold eyes, so they obviously fed on animals. One was tall with blonde hair, and he stood at the front of the group, obviously their leader. Next to him stood a timid lady with brown hair, and behind her stood this penny-color haired man. On the left side of the leader stood a couple, muscle man, and blonde super model, and on the right hand side of the leader stood a tiny pixie vampire, and a tall man with scars which covered his biceps and neck.

He was obviously the one I needed to fear most, as he was probably the most experienced with fighting. Normally I could easily defeat them, but there were seven of them, and there was also the fact that I drank animal blood which meant that I was considerably slower, weaker, it would take me much longer time to heal compared to the cold ones in front of me.

"We are the Cullens. We just arrived here to visit our dear friends, the Mikaelsons only to find that they are being troubled by a group of lowly vampires." the man with penny colored hair said.

"Now, now Edward. Calm down. We are simply here to warn him." the man with gold hair turned to look at penny man, who I now knew was called Edward.

"Great. It's nice to meet you, but can you please leave. Unfortunately, we are not on great terms with the Mikaelsons. Perhaps we can talk again at a later date, maybe tomorrow at the Mystic Grill?" I told them, making it clear that it was not a request.

"Sorry, no can do." Muscle man said, looking at me with a threatening glint in his eye.

"Look. The problem between the Mikaelsons and us, are between the two of us. We don't need outside problems coming in to complicate matters further." I said putting my hands up trying to tell them that I did not mean any harm.

"Well," Said the pixie vampire, "this is us coming in and un-complicating the problem. We want you to stop bothering the Mikaelsons, and to get our message to you, we'll leave you a parting gift." Two of the guys flashed behind me, and grabbed my shoulders pulling them behind, and kicking my legs, making me fall to my knees. Yanking my hand in front of me, penny man stuck it into our fireplace, which was conveniently located right next to me.

Due to the lack of blood in my system, as I hadn't fed in a while, and the fact that the blood remaining in my system was animal blood, I couldn't fight back as they stuck my hand into the fire.

Blinding white-hot pain filled me as I felt my hand light up on fire, while my body was constantly fighting, trying to heal the damaged skin. I could start to feel my nerves being burnt off, and then heal in an on and off pattern. It felt like forever before they stopped.

They picked up my body and through it to the other side of the room into a glass cabinet, laughing at the pain I felt when the glass shattered and fell into my wound, and the wood supporting the cabinet dug into my skin. My skin kept trying to regenerate, but there was too much damage.

"Let that be a warning Steffie." One of the cold ones sneered, "You are nothing to us, and we can crush you. I suggest you keep that in mind before you come and bother our friends again." Said the asshole known as Edward. A gasp was heard at the doorway, and everyone turned to look. As they were distracted, I tried to get up and leave, but I just couldn't.

I watched as shock filled all of their faces, and penny haired Edward Cullen uttered a name, which I knew very well.

"Isabella?"

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