Chapter 4
Elena frowned, and fumbled with her bag and took out her phone. She glanced
quickly at the caller. Stefan. Elena looked at the caller again. What? Why was Stefan
calling?
Finally, she decided to pick it up, since the calls just kept coming and coming.
"Hello?" she said, sighing as she made her way towards the school.
"Elena, I just want to tell you that I meant nothing that I said yesterday… I'm so
sorry. I feel so guilty…" Stefan mumbled from the other end of the line.
Elena frowned. Something was wrong with the sound of his voice. She stopped
walking. "I'm sorry, but are you drunk, Stefan?" she asked incredulously.
"Drunk? Hell, no," Stefan's words were slurred. Elena could hear the clinking of a
bottle. "Elena I'm saying that -" His words were cut off and Elena heard a crash. "Get off
me -" "Do you know what you're saying or doing?" she heard someone growling.
"Stop it!" she cried. "Whatever you guys are doing, stop it! Now!"
"Sorry about that Elena, but there is some brother to brother problems to be
solved," Damon muttered. "There is nothing to worry about!"
"Hey, I -" Elena started to say. But the line was already dead.
School was the usual. Elena's mind always drifted back to Damon and Stefan. So
when it was over, she was ready to head straight to their house. But she received a text:
Out with Stefan. Brother bonding time. Don't try to find us, go home.
Brother bonding time? Elena sighed. So she had no choice but to go home. But
right when she reached her doorstep, she say a beautiful envelope with cursive letters
spelling out her name on the outside. She opened the door, and bent down to pick up the
letter. The envelope was sealed with an old fashioned M sticker. It seems so old… Elena
quickly picked up her phone and dialled Damon's number.
"Hello Elena, this better be something important," Damon said.
"I received a letter to me, it is all very old fashioned…" Elena trailed off.
"Have you opened it yet?" Damon demanded. Elena could hear some shuffling.
"No, should I? I just saw the M on the back, and I thought -" Elena stopped, a
thought suddenly struck her.
"Elena? Are you there?" Damon asked.
"Mikaelsen."