Chapter 13: Chapter 13: Without You Part 2

A/N: I am so sorry for not updating sooner, I know you probably want to stake me, but let me explain. With the new episodes of TVD, I decided that I needed to seriously plan ahead some, so I took a break to write ahead a little bit. Which means, more frequent updates because I really wanna get to season three, so I'm going to wrap up season two in the next week. THEN SEASON THREE! Well, I'm going to stop making excuses for my leave and we'll get to chapter!

Poison & Wine - Chapter XIII

I had sat for hours upon hours like that. Just staring at nothing as the sun set and seemed to rise five minutes later. At one point, Elena came to the door. "Andy? It's me, Elena. Please open up. We need to talk."

I ignored her and continued on with the self-loathing.

"Jonas is dead, Andy," She said through the door. "I-I'm sorry." I heard her footsteps leave after she realized I wasn't going to let her in after a few more moments.

I felt another piece of me die. Jonas, along with the clothes of Elijah's I had, were the only things I had left of him.

The clothes!

I snapped out of my daze and ran to my closet. I slung open the door and yanked out the jacket and shirts. I sniffed them all and almost died of the little joy I had from this. I sunk back onto my bed and sighed. After the moment of joy passed, dread filled me and I felt horrible. That didn't bring him back our made me feel any better.

"Seriously? You're mourning still? And sniffing those clothes?"

I shot up and saw Damon at my door. I glared daggers at him as he closed the door behind him and sat on the windowsill, getting comfortable. How had he gotten in? I'd locked the door. "I gotta go to this thing in a while at the Lockwoods, and wanted to see if you were up to going," He, seeing my expression, asked, "What?"

"Get. Out. Now." I snarled.

"What did I do?"

"You know damn well what you did!"

"Is this about Elijah?" He asked. I folded my arms and looked at him expectantly. "You're seriously stuck on that?"

"Yes, Damon! Now get out!" I shouted.

"I did it—"

"—to save Elena," I finished for him with a snort. "I know, I've heard it all before, and I really don't wanna hear it now."

Damon rolled his blue eyes as he came to sit beside me on the bed. "You know, Andie and I aren't anything serious,"

"Neither are you and I," I said, shoving him off the bed. "I said you need to leave."

"You're being childish."

I looked at him in shock. "I'm being childish? I'm being childish?"

"Yes, you are. It was for your sister, to save her."

"Did we not just go over this?" I asked.

"Yes, we did."

"Then this is redundant so why won't you go?"

"No, not until we talk this out."

"You want to talk this out?" I asked, my blood boiling at this point.

"Yes."

I began my rant. "You claim you love me, Damon, yet you force me to dagger Elijah! You knew that he and I had a thing going! Maybe it wasn't romantic, maybe it was only a friendship but the connection, the pull I felt towards him was something I had never experienced before. It was something I wanted to explore and I finally felt like I wasn't hung up on a psychopath vampire who is in love with my sister. So don't blame me for being hesitant on 'talking it through' with you."

He stared at me a moment before nodding. "You liked him?"

I stared at him in hurt, running my hands through my hair in frustration. "Damon, I don't know what I felt, but I did care for him."

He nodded. "I suppose it's what I get, huh? Guess I know what you felt like at that Masquerade."

"Heh, yeah," I folded my arms. "Karma's a bitch." We stood there in silence, neither of us sure what to do or say. Eventually he headed toward the door, but stopped in the doorway.

"I don't think Elijah's good for you."

"And you are?" I asked in exasperation.

"Better choice than him," He walked off then and I, being frustrated, kicked the bed frame. I grunted in pain and grabbed my foot as I fell back on the bed. That freaking hurt!

"You okay?"

I looked up to see a young woman. Dark brown hair and bright eyes. "Who are you?" I asked as I stood from the bed, clenching my fists. I knew absolutely nothing about defending myself and even less about how to fight a vampire, which she obviously was by her sudden appearance and the ring on her finger I had seen the others wear.

"My name's Isobel Flemming." Isobel Flemming? I'd heard that before, but—

Oh. My. God.

It clicked together who she was and I couldn't help but gasp. "No, Isobel—" Before I could utter another syllable, my world plunged into darkness.

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I stared at the blue eyed man in front of me that was feeding from a girl. Fear had yet to fill me. Who was he? Why was he feeding from that girl? Why was I not running away in fear? I felt like an empty vessel, my limbs wouldn't move and no rush of fear had entered me like the times before he had shown up in my dreams.

The girl was dropped to the ground and he turned towards me. I stared at him, motionless.

"Anastasia," He whispered as he touched my cheek, his eyes amber and fangs protruding that were stained crimson. I stepped back with a shake of my head and begin to walk off but he roughly yanked me back.

"Where are you going?" He demanded.

I tried pulling back but he wouldn't let go. I finally let words escape. "Ow, Nik! Let me go! You're hurting me." I suddenly fell to the ground and looked back up to find him gone. I stood as I looked around me in shock, until something slammed me against a tree, my vision blackening.

I woke up in a car and immediately thrashed around. "Calm down, Andy."

I looked to see Elena at my side, then at the front to see Isobel. I slowly looked back to my twin. "What's going on? Why didn't you tell me she was in town?" I demanded, gesturing to Isobel.

"Because I knew you're going through—"

"Never mind, I don't want to hear the same thing over again," I shook my head and turned away from her and opted to stare out the window instead.

"Andy…" Elena sighed, putting a hand on my shoulder which I immediately shrugged off. I'm still hurt from everything they had done and put me through. I wasn't ready to forgive just yet. And there was still that ache in me over Elijah.

The car abruptly stopped at the cemetery and so did my thoughts. Isobel climbed out and opened the door closest to me and began walking. "Just because you both can't be compelled doesn't mean I can't force you both to come with me," She called back.

Elena and I glanced at one another before I got out of the car. We walked side by side behind Isobel. Elena spoke up. "So is that what happened? You were compelled to betray Katherine?" She asked. Wait, Katherine was back?

"If I was, I couldn't tell you," Isobel said, glancing over at us.

"So you lied. You did find Klaus, didn't you? He knows where I am now. Are you taking us to him?" Elena asked.

Wait, wait, wait. They had been searching for Klaus? Wasn't the point to stay away from him?

We stopped in front of a headstone and I spoke up now. "What is this?" I asked it and the second after I saw it was Isobel's headstone. I swallowed and looked up at her with sadness. She stared back at me with the same somber look.

"My parents, your grandparents—" she looked at the both of us. "—they put it here when it became clear that the police weren't gonna find my body. They visit every week, and they bring flowers, even though there's no one buried here. The Isobel they knew is dead. So maybe there's a part of me that's buried here, the-the human part, the part that I abandoned when I-when I choose to become a vampire, the part that used to dream about the day that she'd know her daughters."

"What?" Elena and I asked at the same time.

Isobel shrugged, looking back to her headstone. "And instead you, Elena, got to meet the other part… The part that would betray her own flesh and blood." She looked at me. "And you've never even met me before this. For that, Andy, I'm sorry. You both are so different from one another, I can already tell. Which is a good thing in some ways." Her phone rang, interrupting her. She answered and I looked over to Elena to see her watching me. We stared at each other a moment before looking over to Isobel.

"Yes," Isobel said to the person on the other side of the call. There was a pause, then she said with surprise, "Let them go?" This time there was a long pause. "I'm done?"

Another short pause before she hung up this time.

"Who was that?" I questioned and Elena looked at her curiously.

"I'm so sorry, Elena. To the both of you… That I was such a disappointment to you both," She said.

The next thing happened too quickly before I could react or stop her. Isobel took off her necklace she screamed and her skin burnt up and smoked, until she was nothing but ash.

I stared in horror and then stumbled back onto my butt. I covered my mouth and had tears surfacing. Elena stared in shock before picking up something from the pile of ash and coming over to me. "I'm going to call Stefan and Damon, okay?"

All I could manage to do was sit in shock, the tears in my eyes but they refused to fall.

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I sat on the couch in the Salvatore Boarding House. Damon came up beside of me with a glass and held it out as an offering. I shook my head, staring down at the rug. He merely shrugged and took a seat across from me.

Stefan had picked us up and brought us here first. Elena was speaking to him and then we were going to go home.

"It'll help," Damon said, still offering the glass.

I shook my head, wiping my nose. "I know that, but if I have one of those, then I won't be able to stop."

"Hmph," He leaned back. "I forgot about your drinking problem." I remained silent and brought my knees to my chest. We sat in silence for a long moment before he broke it. "I'm sorry about letting you stabbing yourself knowing that you couldn't be healed."

My gaze bored into his. "I-I figured that you remembered that detail."

He looked down now. "And about forcing you to dagger Elijah."

"No, you're not sorry about that one."

"No, I'm really not."

I looked away from him and hid my face from him. I murmured, "What if I did want something more?"

"What?"

I raised my head. "I asked, what if I did want something more with Elijah? Something romantic?"

"You can't. You don't," He argued. "You can't want it that quickly and not with Elijah of all people."

"Once again, I didn't say I was in love with him, I'm asking you what if I trusted him. Would you undagger him for me?" I asked.

He stared at me a moment before slightly shaking his head. "No. No, I wouldn't let him be undaggered."

"That's what I was afraid of." I whispered, closing my eyes.

I heard someone enter the room before they begun speaking. "Ready, Andy?" I opened my eyes and saw Elena. I glanced over at Damon before standing and following after Elena.

It's funny how easily you can fall out of love.

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I sat in my room, numb from the events that had happened earlier. Meeting my real mom and then I watched her burn to death. After, the talk with Damon. Now, I was seriously self-loathing.

A visitor interrupted my thoughts. "Andy?" Elena asked, softly knocking on the door as she opened it.

I didn't answer because I was still frozen. I couldn't force myself to even lift a finger. She came over and brushed my hair back. She often did that when she knew I was upset; my mom used to do the same thing.

"I didn't know you were that close to Elijah," She said, grabbing my hands and squeezing them. "I wouldn't have let you done it yourself if I had. I wouldn't have let you go through that if I had, Andy."

I looked up at her, tears building. "You would've done it anyways, 'Lena. In some way it's better that I did it instead."

"How strongly did you feel for him?" She asked.

I let out a small cry and looked down. Tears slipped quickly. "I don't know, Elena. I didn't have much time to sort it out. But he was helping me get over Damon. I was forgetting the way I had felt for Damon because I was feeling these new things I'd never experienced with Damon or anyone. B-but that's over now—" I cut off myself of as began to choke up. She hugged me close to her and I hugged her back tightly. I needed my sister now, just as she needed me.

"I don't want him undaggered if it puts us all back in danger. I didn't know Elijah… At all actually, but I have a feeling he would hurt all of us when he woken back up."

Elena nodded and pulled something from her pocket. She put something in my palm and I saw it was a necklace. I looked up at her, teary eyed. "It was Isobel's," She explained as she hugged me to her again. "You need it more than I do."

I decided then as I hugged my sister again that would help the others and her take Klaus out. Maybe then we could undagger Elijah. Just maybe.

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The End of Chapter XIII