Elena didn't sleep, she couldn't, she was thinking about the next couple of years she's spending here. She got up to the sink and washed her face, that's when she heard the cell's door opening. She turned around and saw one of the officers; "Lockwood " the name tag showed. "Detective Elijah wants to see you." He said firmly. Elena nodded. She was about to walk away when Taylor grabbed her hands and handcuffed her. "Is it necessary, I'm not going on a killing spree in prison."
"Better be careful." He said and pulled her with him.
They arrived at a room. It was slightly bigger than the other with a big mirror on the wall. Elena knew that it wasn't only a mirror, but a window also from the outside and she knew that officers are standing right outside watching her through that "mirror," Damon Salvatore being one of them. "Elena have a seat please." Elijah told her. She sat facing the mirror while Elijah sat in front of her.
" I need to ask you some questions and I want you to answer honestly ok?" The detectives asked. Elena was looking at the mirror feeling the people outside starring at her; what she didn't know is that her eyes made direct contact with Damon's. Damon was standing right outside watching her with 3 other officers. "Yes detective." She answered looking back at him. He took a notebook and a pen from his pocket preparing himself to take note. "Ok so first, you and your friend were at a party yesterday right?"
She nodded. "And who's party was it?" "Rebeca."
The detective wrote down on his notebook. "And Rebeca would be?"
"She's with us in college, it was her birthday party." "I see…" he continued writing. "Vicky…what was your relationship with her?" The detective asked. As soon as Elena heard Vicky's name she started to feel anxious. "She was a classmate detective."
"Was she your friend?"
"No…we hated each other." She said with no emotion while looking at the mirror hoping it was Damon she was looking at. And she was. Damon narrowed his eyes trying to understand what was she playing at. "Why may I ask?" "Let's say that Vicky was a bully." She looked back at Elijah. "I'm going to ask you now some personal questions, let's start with your parents first. What's their names?" Elijah asked. Elena's breath was caught in her throat but she tried to sound normal. "Gr…Grayson and Miranda Gilbert."
"Where do they live?"
Elena took a deep breath and answered. "In the grave."
Everyone was caught of guard by her answer. The 3 officers laughed a little but Damon remained still. "She's probably the one that killed them." One of the officers said. Damon wanted to tell him to shut the fuck up but he kept his mouth shut. "Oh… I'm…" Elijah said but she cut him. "Yeah yeah you're sorry you didn't know, I know the drill, just spare me your pity and continue your questions."
She was a feisty one Damon thought, she was strong, and not like every woman he caught. But this made him hate her even more, how could she be like this right now and she committed a crime, she wasn't innocent, so she should stop acting like one. Elijah cleared his throat and continued asking.
"Do you have any siblings?"
"Yes"
"How many?"
"One brother"
"Where is he?"
"We had a fight 5 years ago and I didn't see him since."
Damon kept looking at her strangely. This girl's life was officially miserable, she had no family, barely one friend and now she's here.
"I wouldn't want to be at her place right now" Taylor said.
"Shut it Taylor" Damon said annoyed. Few minutes later, Elijah finished his interview with Elena and called Damon to take her back to her cell. "You'll have food in a few" Damon said closing the cell's bars.
"I'm not hungry" Elena replied sitting on her bed. " You won't get anything to eat till midnight so I suggest you eat now"
"I'll be fine thanks" she smiled sarcastically at him then laid back in the bed. Damon looked at her questionably.
"If you're trying to act innocent in order to get better treatment here then you're wrong." Damon told her locking her cell. Elena didn't even bother to look at him. "Don't worry that's not my intentions" "You're not fooling anyone with this act," he said starting to get pissed.
"I'm not doing anything" she replied calmly.
"WOULD YOU STOP IT"
She got up and walked closer to him.
"WHAT? What am I doing? Can't you just leave me? Don't you have work to do? JUST GO." God what the hell was his problem?
He immediately took her wrist from between the bars and pulls her to him.
"Don't you dare talk to me like that again" he said threatening her.
Ok, she was a little scared right now.
"Pl…Please, you're hurting me"
He let go of her, looked at her one last time then left.
"Better be careful." He said and pulled her with him.
They arrived at a room. It was slightly bigger than the other with a big mirror on the wall. Elena knew that it wasn't only a mirror, but a window also from the outside and she knew that officers are standing right outside watching her through that "mirror," Damon Salvatore being one of them. "Elena have a seat please." Elijah told her. She sat facing the mirror while Elijah sat in front of her.
" I need to ask you some questions and I want you to answer honestly ok?" The detectives asked. Elena was looking at the mirror feeling the people outside starring at her; what she didn't know is that her eyes made direct contact with Damon's. Damon was standing right outside watching her with 3 other officers. "Yes detective." She answered looking back at him. He took a notebook and a pen from his pocket preparing himself to take note. "Ok so first, you and your friend were at a party yesterday right?"
She nodded. "And who's party was it?" "Rebeca."
The detective wrote down on his notebook. "And Rebeca would be?"
"She's with us in college, it was her birthday party." "I see…" he continued writing. "Vicky…what was your relationship with her?" The detective asked. As soon as Elena heard Vicky's name she started to feel anxious. "She was a classmate detective."
"Was she your friend?"
"No…we hated each other." She said with no emotion while looking at the mirror hoping it was Damon she was looking at. And she was. Damon narrowed his eyes trying to understand what was she playing at. "Why may I ask?" "Let's say that Vicky was a bully." She looked back at Elijah. "I'm going to ask you now some personal questions, let's start with your parents first. What's their names?" Elijah asked. Elena's breath was caught in her throat but she tried to sound normal. "Gr…Grayson and Miranda Gilbert."
"Where do they live?"
Elena took a deep breath and answered. "In the grave."
Everyone was caught of guard by her answer. The 3 officers laughed a little but Damon remained still. "She's probably the one that killed them." One of the officers said. Damon wanted to tell him to shut the fuck up but he kept his mouth shut. "Oh… I'm…" Elijah said but she cut him. "Yeah yeah you're sorry you didn't know, I know the drill, just spare me your pity and continue your questions."
She was a feisty one Damon thought, she was strong, and not like every woman he caught. But this made him hate her even more, how could she be like this right now and she committed a crime, she wasn't innocent, so she should stop acting like one. Elijah cleared his throat and continued asking.
"Do you have any siblings?"
"Yes"
"How many?"
"One brother"
"Where is he?"
"We had a fight 5 years ago and I didn't see him since."
Damon kept looking at her strangely. This girl's life was officially miserable, she had no family, barely one friend and now she's here.
"I wouldn't want to be at her place right now" Taylor said.
"Shut it Taylor" Damon said annoyed. Few minutes later, Elijah finished his interview with Elena and called Damon to take her back to her cell. "You'll have food in a few" Damon said closing the cell's bars.
"I'm not hungry" Elena replied sitting on her bed. " You won't get anything to eat till midnight so I suggest you eat now"
"I'll be fine thanks" she smiled sarcastically at him then laid back in the bed. Damon looked at her questionably.
"If you're trying to act innocent in order to get better treatment here then you're wrong." Damon told her locking her cell. Elena didn't even bother to look at him. "Don't worry that's not my intentions" "You're not fooling anyone with this act," he said starting to get pissed.
"I'm not doing anything" she replied calmly.
"WOULD YOU STOP IT"
She got up and walked closer to him.
"WHAT? What am I doing? Can't you just leave me? Don't you have work to do? JUST GO." God what the hell was his problem?
He immediately took her wrist from between the bars and pulls her to him.
"Don't you dare talk to me like that again" he said threatening her.
Ok, she was a little scared right now.
"Pl…Please, you're hurting me"
He let go of her, looked at her one last time then left.