The forgotten one
A/N: thankyou for all of the support! It's really great to read all of the reviews and hear your opinions.
A/N2: from now on it's all going to be in Aria's POV unless I do a spontaneous POV one day.
A/N3: I'm going to follow the storyline as closely as I can.
Last A/N: the idea of a blood moon did come from the Amanda Seyfriend movie- Red Riding Hood.
Chapter 10-
Hot tears rolled down my cheeks as I stared at Elijah's grey face as he fell to the ground. I fought against Stefan's arms that held me back from tearing the stupid dagger out. Stefan's arms barricaded me and I scratched and thrashed around wildly. I was screaming at Stefan to let me go but he wouldn't.
I don't know what happened next but the darkness over took me and all I could see was black. I felt like I was floating and falling at the same time. Like a feather and a heavy rock.
Something was burning. Smoke filled my lungs and I coughed. I opened my eyes to see my bedroom, unchanged and I was in my comfortable bed.
I walked downstairs and saw Jenna throwing away some charcoal black, unidentifiable food. It was morning, the early sun was a pale gold and the sky was still violet.
"What are you doing up?" Jenna was never an early bird.
"I just got home from Rick's and I was hungry." She shrugged. I walked back up the stairs, there was no noise coming from anybody's bedrooms so they were all still asleep. Or not here. Jeremy was asleep with his laptop resting on the bed beside me, I put it on his desk and walked into the adjoining bathroom. My eyes were bloodshot from crying and my cheeks looked extra pink.
Elena wasn't in her bedroom though, probably staying in one of her stupid Salvatore's bed. I looked underneath her pillow and saw her diary there. It would be wrong of me to read it but she daggered the love of my life. Damon kills Jeremy countless times but she still loves him and I have to resist the urge to stake him but she couldn't even restrain herself from killing my boyfriend who was trying to help.
I flipped to the page that was marked.
I didn't want to do it but it needed to be done. Elijah had to die and I can only hope that Aria will understand. Though I know she won't and she will probably hate me, it was necessary.
Daggering my boyfriend was necessary? For what! Damon's stupid vendettas and failing plans. For Damon to prove that he's alpha and to win over Elena.
I ripped out page after page and crumple them into little balls of paper. I tore up the journal and by the time that the journal was in tatters, my breathing was heavy and it hurt to breathe. My heart felt like something had their hand wrapped around it and was squeezing it until it finally popped like a grape.
My legs walked me to my bedroom and I rested my back against the door. I slide down the door and bury my head in my hands. I wasn't strong enough to handle Elijah being dead.
When I lifted my head the sky was blue. I stood up and got dressed. It was like I was automatic and I was being controlled. I got into my car and went on my way to school. But I didn't go to school I waited until Damon left to go to the Grill and Elena and Stefan left for school. I walked down the basement stairs, they would keep him in the cellar. That much I knew.
My hands are shaking, I noticed. I opened the door only to be thrown to the side. My head knocked against the moist brick wall.
"I was wondering when you would show up." Damon said as he grabbed me by my arm and sped us into the living room.
"Let go of me." I yelled at him and ripped my arm out of his rough hold and noticed blossoming purple marks.
"You showed up earlier than I expected." Damon said as he poured himself a glass of bourbon.
"Sorry to upset." My voice was animalistic. His back was turned so I bolted for the basement door again, his hands wrapped around my waist and threw me over his shoulder. I slapped my hands on his back and kicked. I got a kick to his chin and he nearly dropped me on my face. "Put me down!" I was yelling and he just carried me outside to my car he put me down on the ground and I stood up. "I hate you! And I will never forgive any of you!" with those as my last words got back into my car and reversed, purposely knocking over their mailbox as I went.
I ended up going to school. I was late but at least I was here. I entered Rick's classroom with my head down, eyes low and shoulders high. I had this class with Elena. I focused on my textbook the entire lesson, I felt Elena's and Rick's eyes on me but I refused to give them the satisfaction of looking at them like they mattered, they used to but not anymore. They didn't have to dagger him but they did. And it's unforgivable.
The bell rang and I got up to leave but Elena stopped me by grabbing my arm. I glared at the hand and it fell away. I walked away again and stopped at my locker to get my books for English. There was a picture of a drunk Elijah and I, it was from a week ago, I had utterly failed my science test and Elijah took me out to get drunk to make me feel better. We were both smiling and he was looking at my face intently while I looked directly into the camera. We were holding up our drinks in a frozen toast to my F. I put the photo back into my locker and grabbed my books and walked slowly to the English room.
Caroline was there. When I entered the room she waved me over desperately. I walked over, I wasn't mad at her, she never did anything to me.
"Hey." She said, she laced her fingers together and looked at them nervously.
"Hey." I replied. We didn't say anything else.
After nearly five minutes, she spoke up. "I'm so sorry, I didn't know." Her voice broke off as my eyes welled up again, but I refused to cry again. I was so done with crying. I pressed my palms into my eyes and blocked it all out.
"It's okay." She looked relieved. She grabbed my hand that was resting on the desk and squeezed. I was so very thankful for Caroline, she was an amazing friend. I could always count on her.
"Tonight's a blood moon."
"What's that?" I must be really out of the loop.
"Anybody bitten by a werewolf, apart from vampires, become a werewolf." That was new.
The lesson was over and I walked out with Caroline telling me that Elena felt super guilty. I couldn't bring myself to feel anything other than disgust and hatred when I heard her name. She was my sister but right now I hated her and I would hate her until I could pull out the dagger keeping Elijah dead.
"Want to go out tonight and do something?" I suggested.
She hesitated, "it's a blood moon." Oh, right. Werewolf bite plus vampire equals bad.
"There are no werewolves though." I could tell she was caving. Her thinking frown turned into a smile of excitement.
"The Grill, nine o'clock tonight, don't be late." I nodded and she skipped off to plan her outfit.
I went the rest of the day without having a run in with Elena, Rick, Stefan or Damon, so I was feeling pretty good right now. I got home and Caroline handed me what clothes I would be wearing I got dressed into a skin tight black dress, black pumps and a black cardigan that I didn't even know I owned.
When we decided that we looked good enough to be seen in public, we left my house and went to the Grill. There weren't many people around but we did flirt our way into getting the bartender to give us alcoholic drinks particularly tequila, no compulsion needed.
I was crushing Caroline at pool because she used to much force when she tried to hit the ball. It was very entertaining but Elijah was still front and centre in my mind and I had to figure out a way to undagger him.
Caroline. "Caroline, can you do me a favour?" it was my turn now, I sunk a dark green stripes.
"Sure anything." The white ball went over the edge of the table once again. She groaned in annoyance and I grabbed my cue and suck a dark purple stripes before turning my attention back to Caroline again.
"Can you distract Damon and Stefan for me?" it was a lot to ask but I needed it.
"That's not a good idea." She sighed and stood up, looking at me with disapproving eyes.
"Please… I need him. I love him." I was pleading with her. She nodded and called Stefan and Damon over to the Grill, I slipped out as they entered without them seeing. I got into my car and drove to the Salvatore boarding house. I ran in before anybody would get here to stop me.
Through the curtains I saw that the moon was a strange colour of red, like blood. I ignored it and ran for the basement door. I was knocked into the wall suddenly by a doglike figure crashing through the window and taking me down, crashing to the ground with it. I felt blood on the back of my head, it was just a cut. I needed to get to Elijah. Now more than ever, because the dog was a werewolf and it was looking at me with hungry eyes, like I was a meal.
I ran down the stairs and fell when I felt fangs clamp around my ankle. I screamed in pain, my eyes shut of their own accord. When I managed to pry my eyes open by sheer force of will, the first thing that I saw was yellow eyes staring back at me. It was a black wolf. Its fangs were dangerously close to my neck and it had all four feet planted on either side of me, trapping me and keeping me prisoner.
I pushed it off of me and stumbled the rest of the way down the stairs. The wolf attacked me again though, this time biting my arms and then I don't know what happened but my eyes closed and I fell into a dark abyss of peaceful sleep. Chocolate eyes in my dreams.
My eyes fluttered open, I was in a four poster bed in a sparsely furnished room. I was still at the boarding house. Elena was in a chair beside the bed, she was awake and in deep thought. She noticed me staring at her and smiled. She shuffled closer with her chair and took my hand, I felt too weak to resist her clammy hold.
"What happened?" I asked, my throat was dry as sandpaper and I looked like I had been dragged over a mountain of bricks.
"Last night was something called a blood moon, it only happens every so fifty years. If you get bitten you become a werewolf." She said it so quietly but I heard her.
I got bitten.
I rolled up my sleeve and there was no bite mark. "I was bitten but I haven't killed anybody." The werewolf curse was triggered by killing somebody, accident or on purpose, it doesn't matter. "Maybe that whole blood moon thing was a myth."
"Maybe." She smiled and I looked into her brown doe eyes and saw how she looked Elijah right in the eye as she daggered him.
I got out if the bed and left the room with Elena following me. Everybody was sitting anxiously in the living room. But they all stood when I entered, they all looked sympathetic and pitying, I didn't want or need their pity.
"I'm going home." I stepped towards the door but Damon stepped in front of me and blocked the door, I tried sidestepping him but he wouldn't let me past. An animalistic growl forced its way out of my throat.
"Now, now wolfie. Not so fast." Then he pressed a green herb with purple flowers to my cheek. It burned, it felt like my skin was disintegrating and melting off. I screamed and Damon pulled away, I raised my hand to my cheek and slowly the pain went away. I touched where it burned and there was nothing there and it didn't hurt anymore. Maybe I was going crazy and I was hallucinating the burning. Everybody had backed away and was watching me with sorry eyes, Caroline looked especially guilty. "Yep you're a wolf, the wolfsbane just proved it, sorry." He didn't say it with pity or sympathy like he actually cared, he looked sarcastic like always. Probably worried that I would bite him.
"Screw you." I turned around and walked out the door, my car was still in the driveway. I drove back to the gilbert house and hopped into bed. Right now all I wanted was Elijah. He would know what to do. Caroline told me about the videos of Mason turning into a werewolf on the full moon. She said it was horrific and that she wouldn't wish that kind of pain on anyone. She also told me that in Mason's journals, he had described turning to be like his own personal hell. That he would wake up in strange, random places, naked, that he had killed people. I didn't want that, I didn't want to hurt anyone or go through that kind of pain.
I fell asleep eventually, dreaming of breaking every bone in my body.