As promised, here are some questions PMed and "reviewed" to me, I would suggest reading them because it will help when looking at chapters to come:

How did you choose the song at the beginning of this chapter? (what is the process like in choosing the song)

I love music, even though I seriously can't sing. All my playlists combined come to about 4000 songs (different songs) so I just look at those when choosing. The process in choosing music is pretty simple, the chapters come from the music. So I will be listening to song and have certain images of Bonnie and Enzo when listening to that song. It's pretty weird but yeah.

2. Do you have all the chapters you plan to write for this story already mapped out?

I have the chapters weeks in advance. Ok not weeks like a week in advance. Like right now I have four to five chapter chilling in my doc manager. It all honestly depends on my readership. If I feel like people don't like the story I get really anxious to post you know.

3. Which character you relate to the most in this story?

I would have to say I relate better to MJ. I can be very sarcastic and demanding but in terms of TVD I would say Caroline. She's so demanding and so structured and so set in her mind. I feel like I'm the same in terms of I can't really not see where I'm going. I have to have a plan. I'm a girl with a plan.

4. What is your favorite stories or characters you have written about?

This is definitely my fave. The characters come so naturally even though like only some of them I just added and the others someone else created (LJ Smith).

5. How did MJ get away from maria and was able to get to the cabin?

A bad author tells the plot, a good author allows the reader to rear the plot. So read on and you will see

Without further ado...Chapter 20

Chapter 20,

Dear Magenta…

'Cause this is his body
This is his love
Such selfish prayers
And I can't get enough
-Florence Welch

I'm a bit angry that I have to do this. However according to someone-not saying entirely who- this helps. I don't see how considering in our day you used to love doing this sort of thing. So perhaps I should feel some comfort knowing that you would have loved to see me doing this considering you've tried to convince to write a damn journal for years. I don't know what made me agree this time to doing it. There's something about the person who told me to do this, not saying any names, that compels me to step out of my...comfort zone is it?

First things first on this journal agenda list...I have to say your gene pool is quite the strong thing isn't it. MJ, is exactly like you. I'm not even fooling around, it's like staring at a carbon copy of you, except for the extra piecings and the tattoos she has on the back of her neck. Other than that, same eyes, same hair (mostly) and most of all same sarcastic outlook on life.

However what bothers me is the company that is choosing to trail blaze behind her. Maria was a problem then, I should have known she would be a problem now. It seems as though her "loopiness" -to say the least- reflects and represents more with time. Now more than ever, since she's attacking a bloody teenager. A teenager that has squatted on my couch for the last couple of days. I've had to leave extra early in the morning so that I could be here in the afternoon. Just what I need, dealing with my insane family while dealing with a long time ago one stand. What is it that this generation says about one night stands? It complicates everything does it? You have no idea the meaning of the word complication until you have walked into my life. Though the real complication came in when your great grand daughter decided to stop ignoring me, four bloody days later.

When I walked through the door, and Bonnie and her were sitting around the table drinking tea. Bonnie had been kind enough to give her some of her clothes. That was Bonnie for you I guess, being generous…but also we had not spoken properly since MJ stumbled into our, I mean my cabin.

"Good you're back!" MJ said standing up walking towards me.

"Good, you're talking to me again!" I smile as I hold my arms open as if she is about to hug me. She just pushes past me starts a fire with her magic. Don't think I don't notice the small smile that forms on Bonnie's lips. It's like she's seeing a flower grow for the first time. That sparkle in her eye is enough to make me smile. My smile is disrupted by MJ.

"Hardly!" She says turning to look at me, "Are you gonna tell me what happened seventy years ago?"

"No."

"Then I'm definitely not talking to you!" She spat at me. Told you she was like you.

"MJ," I sigh and walk closer to her, "I killed your great grandmother, I actually don't know what more I could tell you."

"It could help us figure out what Maria wants." Bonnie says from behind me.

I turn to face her, "Actually College girl, this does not concern you. The last thing I need is a crazy vampire ex and a crazy cousin trailing you too."

"I think a Bennet witch is very useful actually." MJ pipes up.

"You know what and who she is?" I grit my teeth. I tried to avoid that. She knew Bonnie as just Bonnie but not as Bonnie Bennett. She's meant to stay off the radar.

"Well," MJ shrugs, "I don't know if you've noticed but I'm kind of an extrovert. So while I wasn't talking you, I had to talk to someone."

I look at Bonnie, "You told her who you were?"

"Don't blame her Enzo," MJ snaps at me before Bonnie can defend herself, "At least she's not keeping secrets from me, like someone else I happen to know. A-K-A YOU!"

"You know I can always kill you and you can ask Magenta exactly what happened that day." I threaten her.

"Or I could fry your mind into oblivion." She snaps back.

"Ok that's it!" Bonnie comes and stands in between both of us, "Bonnie is now taking over." MJ glares at me and I just glare back at her. Bonnie sighs, "This may come as a shock to the two of you, but you may be able to help each other." She turns to look at MJ, "You want to find out what happened to your family…Enzo is literally your only open source at the moment."

"And how do you figure that?" MJ says agressively to Bonnie. I expect Bonnie to snap back at her but she stays calm and collcted.

"You have a crazy aunt that tried to kill you. Give me another option than Enzo that doesn't involve her ripping your spleen right out of you." MJ flinches as Bonnies states the actual obvious. Bonnie than sighs, "Exactly. So you need to play nice and stop acting like some spoilt brat teenager."

She then looks at me, "There's no more secrets Enzo. I know you and I know exactly what you're doing." She moves closer to me making me frown, "You're scared of the parts of the truth that make you look like a monster." I couldn't help but flinch at the word monster. She had a point and it was starting to fall through, "You've always wanted to know about your family, and you've been given that opportunity despite the disappointing information you received. MJ deserves the same courtesy." She walks closer me to that we are now face to face...in fact our faces are inches apart. I begin to catch my breathe as the beauty of this creature looks deeply into my eyes, as if she is looking into my soul, "I hated you once a upon a time…now I'm the only person that understands you." It was true, I had no one else, "MJ…is like you and I know this because the same understanding I conveyed to you…I've conveyed to her." Bonnie then looks at MJ, "He's right this has nothing to do with me. So I will go to my room and you will handle this. Like adults."

She looks at me one last time and walks into her room. It almost hurts to see her walk away, I know that this conversation would be easier with her in the room. However she was right, if I were to face the fire that was MJ I would have to go into this battle alone.

MJ sits on the couch crossing her arms. Well this conversation isn't going to start off very adult like. I walk to the kitchen and pour two glasses of bourbon and hand one to her. Not very responsible of me but I am not her parent.

She looks at the glass, "You know I'm seventeen right?"

"You know I'm an age old vampire who's never really seen the point of this thing called a age restriction." I look at her. She sighs and takes the glass taking a sip, as do I. I guess it's time Magenta, I'm going to tell her the truth...the whole truth, "I never loved Maria."

MJ looked at me with wide eyes, eyes full of wonder.

"I think she knew that," I look at my glass, "I loved Magenta, a witch who's only hope was to protect her family."

"You loved her?"

"Yes," I can't help but chuckle, "Dare I say she felt the same way."

I didn't want to explain the story further, I decided to relive it…

I remembered the same small back ally way where Big Joe's place was just booming with life. You were one of them. I remember you walked towards the place one late afternoon before opening holding little Malika's hand.

"Malika honey," You said as you saw me, "Go on upstairs and start that work the teacher gave you to do."

"Hi Mr. Enzo!" Malika ignored you and smiled brightly at me.

I couldn't help but grin at the little girl and kneel down in front of her and smile, "Hello Miss Malika." I remember looking down at what your little girl was wearing. She looked extremely adorable in a plain white dress and an intricate bow on her head that could have only been tied by you, "You look mighty fine today."

"Thank you Mr. Enzo." Malika smiled at me, "Mama did my hair lovely today."

"I do your hair lovely every day." Magenta grinned from Malika to me. Malika frowned at her mother and made a sometimes gesture with her hand causing Magenta and I to chuckle, "Ok Miss. Cheeky, go upstairs and do that work I told you too."

Malika smiled at me and ran into the place greeting everyone she passed. The minute she was gone, Magenta's face turned into one of both seriousness but terror.

"We don't have much time." Magenta said handing me a vile of essence, "This will turn off all your emotions and the minute I'm dead, the spell will be broken and your emotions will be back on."

"Wait!" MJ interrupted my train of thought, "She wanted you to kill her?"

"Yeah," I sigh, "I was under the love spell already but there are side effects to putting a vampire under a love spell."

"Like what?"

"Well for one, our emotion are already heightened." I said to her, "I was a very new vampire who was trying to control my lust for human blood, which meant that I had a lot of human blood in my system."

"Making you strong."

"Extremely so," I shrugged, "Also Magenta, didn't complete the spell. She wanted to me to feel confused. That's why I felt lust for Maria but not love."

"I'm going to take wild guess and say Maria didn't like that."

"She didn't know any better. Maria was an extremely physical being." I look at her.

"Still is." MJ says looking at her stomach. I decide to move the story along.

"Besides, the only way to break a spell like that is for the witch who cast the spell to die." I Shrug, "I'm going to assume you knew that already."

"That's a heavy price to pay." MJ nods slowly.

"Maria used Magenta a lot for those sorts of spells," I shook my head, "Maria acquired many, many enemies towards her and her father. Some of which she had spelled, by Magenta of course , into thinking they were allies."

"So the moment Magenta died," MJ said, "All of those enemies came out to play."

"More so," I looked at MJ, "Their hate had been embedded for so long, you can imagine the shock on Maria's face when they did come knocking on her door." I look at her, "Though that night…when I killed Magenta-"

I remembered the bar was oozing with people and the band was still on par. Big Joe was sitting where he generally sat playing cards with all of his closest.

"Enzo!" he boomed as he smoked his cigar, "Come my boy, join us for a game."

"Why not?" I sat down next to him and watched as he reshuffled the cards.

"You seem tense tonight my boy." Big Joe said.

"Maria has him by the balls already." One of the guys said who was sitting by the table.

Everyone around the table laughed, including Big Joe, "She is her mother's child, that one."

"Did her mother also use a love spell on you?" I asked once. The game stopped and everyone looked at me.

"Now Enzo I want you to be careful what you are accusing Maria of right now."

"I am being careful," I spat at him, "The spell hasn't been completed. Magenta got the lust part right but not the love part and by the end of tonight the spell will be broken."

"I know how to break those spells," Big Joe warned, "And you can't break the spell, I loose a family member if you do."

"Family member," I scoffed, "Magenta is just someone you picked off the street and use every day."

"I didn't pick her off the street Enzo," Big Joe sighs and looks at the table, "Leave us."

"But Boss, the game-" One pipes up but Big Joe glares at him, "You head looks really good tonight Teral, good enough to rip off. I said LEAVE DAMMIT." I'm very sure you remember Big Joe's temper. The man was nice 90% of the time but when he was mad…he was mad.

"When Maria's mother died," Big Joe whispered after everyone left, "She had a request, that we look after her only niece who at the time was staying at a home with her six month old child."

"Please don't say what you're about to say." I remember looking down at the floor.

"Magenta is my only niece." Big Joe said, "And Malika will not grow up without a family."

I look at him, "You think I haven't thought about that last part right there. Malika deserves a good home. Not this."

When I stood up, you and Maria were in front of us. You looked striking and beautiful. Your green eyes glowing.

"Everything ok here Pops?" Maria asked looking between me and her father.

"Perfect…" I said before Big Joe could say anything, "Love." That caused Maria to smile widely at me.

"Dance with me Lorenzo." She smiled holding her hand out. It was easy doing this part, because all I wanted was to take her to a room and rip her clothes off at the time. All thanks to the spell.

"I think Enzo wants a drink before he goes." you says and holds out a glass of bourbon I didn't notice you had in your hand all this time, "Cheers Enzo." you whispered like you were saying a prayer.

I took the glass and downed it. According to you, the essence would take about ten minutes to set in and take full effect. I looked into your deep beautiful eyes and watched as a sad smile formed by your lips. Lips I never got to taste…

"Cheers Magenta." I smiled at you. I turned to look at Maria and take her hand, "Shall we?"

We walked towards the dance floor as a slow jazz song begun to play. Maria wrapped herself around me, we swayed slowly. I took that time to listen in on your conversation with Big Joe.

"You're going to die to save him?" Big Joe whispered.

"Uncle Joe," She looked at him with a thick amount of attitude, "I am not about to argue to you about the choice I'm about to make."

"What about Malika?"

"When my magic runs it's course," She hisses at him, "Your daughter will use my daughter as a transfer. So any spell that I performed she will have to take the burden of that. I know Maria's plan."

"Maria loves you Magenta."

"No she doesn't. She loves my Magic." you said looking sincerely at her uncle, "But you love Maria, the way a father should that is why you refuse to see the darkness that is Maria-Anne."

Big Joe looked sad and then looked at his niece, "I promised Anne I would look after you."

"And you have," you smiled taking her uncles hand, "Now take care of Malika. Enzo is going to take her up state. He has compelled a family to think that she is theirs."

"Oh my little Malika…"

"She hasn't had Vervain for almost three weeks," You sighed, "Compel her a better life. Make sure she lives happily and that Maria doesn't find her."

In that moment I saw the most sincere side of Big Joe. You could see that he was now seeing you ore of a daughter than his actual daughter.

"She will never be touched." Big Joe vowed to you.

"What are you think so hard about?" Maria looked at me as a man with two glasses of champagne passed us. She stopped him, "Go get who ordered this new glasses." She took the glasses from the man and gave one to me.

Before I could answer her question, my body warmed up for a second and in that moment I cared for nothing. I forgot the lust I had for Maria, and I forgot the love I had for you.

I grinned evilly at Maria, "Did you use a love spell on me?"

"What?" Maria looks shocked by my assessment.

"Who could love you Maria?" I asked her, "Who would love you Maria?"

"You don't mean that?" She came up to and tried to hold me but I ended up stabbing her in the stomach with the champagne flute, "What is happening?" She gasped for air.

I whisper in ear, "I'm showing the only love you will ever only receive from me." I dropped her on the floor where many of her attendants went to check up on her, "Daddy! Something is wrong with Enzo."

I heard Big Joe say to you, "I'm going to assume this your cue."

"Exactly time." You said and walked towards me with Big Joe trailing behind her.

"Enzo!" You said the script like you had memorized it, "What's wrong?"

Something was pulling me towards you. I couldn't stop it, I didn't want to stop it. I walked up to her and looked at her.

"Did you cast the spell Magenta?" I asked her. I wasn't sure which spell I was talking about.

"Yes." You whispered and then nodded and mouth, "Now." you mumbled something that made me edge closer without even thinking. I grabbed your shoulders and looked into your eyes, "Make sure my family is safe…but also…be happy Enzo." Without even thinking my hand fell into your chest and grabbed on tight onto you pulsing heart. You closed your eyes as if you were about to sleep, "Malika…" you whispered as I then ripped your heart out your chest. Instantly you were dead and the cold feeling pulsing in my body became noticeably warm.

"NOOOOOOOOO!" Maria screamed. I dropped your body to the floor as I tried to comprehend the feelings I felt now. The deep hatred for Maria, the gratitude towards Big Joe but most of all the sorrow I felt towards you. Maria crawled towards a dead you and cradled you, "Have you any idea what you've done!"

"Yes," I whisper, "I hate you again Maria." She looked up at me with eyes full of tears and shock, "This will teach you not to try and control people the way you just did."

I walked away from her and noticed how the whole pub had now witnessed this encounter.

"Maria darling," I heard Big Joe whisper to her, "You have enemies in this very bar…run."

Maria didn't even hesitate; she was out the door before me. I ran upstairs towards your room quarters where Malika was sleeping. I grabbed the bag you packed and picked Malika up gently. I used my vampire speed to the automobile. I place her on the back seat and cover her in the blanket. I stroke her face gently as I watch as she sleeps gently.

"Not long now Darling," I whisper to her, "And you will be safe and all of this grief will be gone."

"Then we better getting moving." I turn to look at Big Joe who is getting in the automobile, "You can drive, but we need to be back in three days. Maria will be back by then."

I closed the back door and get into the automobile. I look at Big Joe, "For a long time you've called me a son…I haven't treated you like a father or seen as one…up until now."

"Enzo," Big Joe sighs, "I can't loose Maria…She's crazy and vindictive but she is still my daughter…and I love her."

"I understand." I swallow hard and start the automobile. By late the next morning Malika was a wake and was in upstate Chicago, at Malika's new family. She looked out the window a lot and had not said anything; it was as if she knew.

When we stopped in front of a set of apartments. I got out the mobile and rang the buzzer and then opened the door for Malika. She got out slowly.

"Mr. Enzo?" I kneeled in front of Malika, "She's dead isn't she?"

I look at her sadly and then pull her into a hug. She began to sob in my shoulder and I just hugged her tightly. I heard a gate open and turned my face to see a woman and man walk out. They had just moved to Chicago because the man had received a good and stable career. She couldn't have children. It had taken you months to track them down.

I look back at Malika, "She loved you so much Malika." I wipe her tears, "And she's doing this for you."

"Am I ever gonna see her again?"

"You're very special," I smile at her, "You just don't know it yet…but you are. So I think you definitely will." I look in her eyes now. Now for the hard part, "But for now, you're gonna live with these people who are now going to be your family. They're gonna make you happy, give you everything your heart desires," Tears streamed down my face, "You're going to forget the life you lived in Atlanta…you're going to know that you've been living beautiful life. And when the time comes, you're going to find someone that makes you happy and completes you…you're going to make someone very happy Malika…you're going to live a long…and prosperous life." I swallow hard as I watch as the little girls pain fades and the smile, that I've grown so fond of, returns. Though all her pain seems to flow straight into me.

"Are you ok Mister?" She asks me with a confused yet strangely sensitive tone.

"Yes." I whisper and look at her parents who after this won't remember me.

"Malika come on honey," The woman says holding her hand on, "We're getting ice cream."

"Yay!" She runs to her new mother and father who fondly just hold her hand tightly and walk away.

"That same day," I look back at MJ, "Was the last time I saw Big Joe too."

"And Maria?"

"She tipped the Augustine's off about me and well the rest is all history." I took a long sip off my bourbon.

"So that's why family tree is a bit complicated," She rolls her eyes, "because you made sure that-that side of my family a-k- a Maria's side wouldn't find me."

"Exactly," I said and watch as she sips her bourbon, "I can only assume that she's been tracking your line for years on end but you are a little minx that is always being detected."

"Though that doesn't explain what she wants from me?"

"I think I know." I sigh, "Magenta sealed away dark objects and spells and grimores, even Maria's mothers one in a tomb. A tomb that only your bloodline can open."

"Surprise, surprise." MJ huffs, "What's so significant about those objects? She's not a witch, and only our blood line can use those spells and objects and junk?"

"She wants something in there." I looked at her, "And she wants it bad. If she's going through all these measures, for all these years…she's desperate."

MJ looks into the flames for a long moment and then leaned closer to me and whispered, "You know, the story you spun to Bonnie was pretty good."

"I didn't spin a story," I said, "I tried to protect her."

"Or protect yourself."

"From what?" I frown at her, "Bonnie Bennett?"

"I'm just saying," MJ said rolling her eyes, "You loved my great grandmother…she doesn't know that part of the story but she knows you killed her. I mean if you two are just friends…why keep that from your friend?"

"It was a gruesome story?" I say definisively.

"Yet you told her about the part where you ripped my great grandmothers heart out of her chest," She points out and I look into the flame avoiding eye contact, "I'm just saying…you like to say I'm like Magenta but you don't love me the way loved her."

"I hope you have a point because all of this sounds a tad...Creepy."

"I do actually," MJ States, "I think you don't love me the way you loved Magenta for a certain reason."

"You don't say," I glare at her, "It has nothing to do with the fact that you're incredibly annoying or maybe it's because you're young enough to be great grandaughter or maybe...it's because it is a bit off."

"Or maybe it's because there's someone else that has captured your heart the same way Magenta did," MJ stands up and looks at me, "Maybe even more."

I don't argue with her, I don't fight her. I just look at the flames and wonder idly if my feelings for Bonnie Bennett were starting to become obvious.

Because Truth is Magenta…I don't love you anymore.

Enzo.

Authors note

What do you think? I liked to add a bit of a twist to it leading to the special chapter. There was a lot of Enzo I wanted to explore especially since he was always quick to tell Bonnie that there nothing much to his life, when in fact that is impossible. I also love MJ, so I had to add her in again. I feel like what makes a love story tick is those standing in their way, so Alex isn't the only problem Maria is too…ooooh what will happen next.

Let me know what you think…please.

Love you all
CJR
xxx