Elena opened her eyes and sat up. One thing was certain. This was not her room. Neither was it Damon’s. A picture of her and Stefan told her this was Stefan’s room. She got up and regretted it the moment she stood on her feet. Her head bounced, everything was blurry and she got so dizzy she had to sit down again. And on bahagian, atas of that her stomach was twisting around. Then she remembered the state she was in. This was just one of the symptoms…Wait, Caroline didn’t say anything about feeling nauseous.
“Hey, I cleaned your sheets” Damon berkata in the doorway. He noticed Elena’s pale face. “Are anda okay?” he slowly asked. Elena didn’t dare to speak in case she’d vomit. Damon, who saw the danger, rushed to Elena, took her elbow and flashed her to the bathroom. Just in time.
“Don’t be shy, just let it all out” Damon berkata as the vomit splashed on the porcelain. He winded her hair around his hand so it wouldn’t get dirty.
Elena leaned back and hit his thorax. Damon jerked some toilet paper and wiped Elena’s mouth. “I’m sorry, Damon” she berkata weak. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me”
“You’re having a hangover” Damon explained. “You drank too much bir last night, anda were drunk”
“Have I done anything stupid last night?” she asked afraid.
Damon recalled the last night.
Elena smacked the bottle, which she had stolen back from Bonnie, on the table. She staggered to Damon and Bonnie, grabbed Bonnies shoulder and pushed her away. “Stay away from him, bitch” she babbled.
“Elena, you’re drunk” Bonnie berkata annoyed.
“No, I’m not” Elena denied. Her head rocked up and down and she gagged. “I feel sick”
She grabbed her stomach and threw up, vomit splashing on Damon’s shoes. She rocked back and forth and fainted, but Damon caught her. “I think that’s our key”
“No, not at all”, Damon reassured her.
“Hey, I cleaned your sheets” Damon berkata in the doorway. He noticed Elena’s pale face. “Are anda okay?” he slowly asked. Elena didn’t dare to speak in case she’d vomit. Damon, who saw the danger, rushed to Elena, took her elbow and flashed her to the bathroom. Just in time.
“Don’t be shy, just let it all out” Damon berkata as the vomit splashed on the porcelain. He winded her hair around his hand so it wouldn’t get dirty.
Elena leaned back and hit his thorax. Damon jerked some toilet paper and wiped Elena’s mouth. “I’m sorry, Damon” she berkata weak. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me”
“You’re having a hangover” Damon explained. “You drank too much bir last night, anda were drunk”
“Have I done anything stupid last night?” she asked afraid.
Damon recalled the last night.
Elena smacked the bottle, which she had stolen back from Bonnie, on the table. She staggered to Damon and Bonnie, grabbed Bonnies shoulder and pushed her away. “Stay away from him, bitch” she babbled.
“Elena, you’re drunk” Bonnie berkata annoyed.
“No, I’m not” Elena denied. Her head rocked up and down and she gagged. “I feel sick”
She grabbed her stomach and threw up, vomit splashing on Damon’s shoes. She rocked back and forth and fainted, but Damon caught her. “I think that’s our key”
“No, not at all”, Damon reassured her.
They heard the door close and wondered who came barging in, until a familiar, female and British voice solved the mystery.
“Anyone home?” Rebekah called from downstairs.
“Ugh” Damon sighed. “I’ll go” He stood up and walked to the door, but when he wanted to open it, the door was slammed in his face and Rebekah barged in. She held a guy in her right hand and a blood bag in her left hand.
“What are anda doing here?” Elena asked tired.
“I came to apologize” Rebekah explained flighty, while she tossed the bag to Damon. “I was wrong to bite you. It’s just that I busted Stefan smooching with that vamp strumpet and anda look like her, so I got carried away. I don’t understand what it is that draws Stefan to women with your appearances. You’re not even that pretty”
“I appreciate your honesty” Elena dikomen sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
“Anyone home?” Rebekah called from downstairs.
“Ugh” Damon sighed. “I’ll go” He stood up and walked to the door, but when he wanted to open it, the door was slammed in his face and Rebekah barged in. She held a guy in her right hand and a blood bag in her left hand.
“What are anda doing here?” Elena asked tired.
“I came to apologize” Rebekah explained flighty, while she tossed the bag to Damon. “I was wrong to bite you. It’s just that I busted Stefan smooching with that vamp strumpet and anda look like her, so I got carried away. I don’t understand what it is that draws Stefan to women with your appearances. You’re not even that pretty”
“I appreciate your honesty” Elena dikomen sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
Rachel stroke her fingers through her hair. “Oh my God. What have I done?” she mumbled agitated. “Think, Rachel, think” She looked around. Then she grabbed Gabe’s feet and dragged him to the farthest corner.
She ran to the stairs and went to the dapur where she searched the drawers for matches. In her panic she forgot she had been living here for about twenty years and the matches lay in the saat drawer seterusnya to the cupboard underneath the sink ever since. She pulled it open and grabbed the matches. Then she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Malt Whisky. She ran back downstairs to the body. She opened the bottle of Malt and poured its content over the body. Then she stroke a match and let it fall down and watch how Gabe went up into flames.
As she watched him burn a sudden agony fulfilled her body and she dropped the bottle. She fell down on her knees and felt her body contracting and convulsing while she screamed.
She ran to the stairs and went to the dapur where she searched the drawers for matches. In her panic she forgot she had been living here for about twenty years and the matches lay in the saat drawer seterusnya to the cupboard underneath the sink ever since. She pulled it open and grabbed the matches. Then she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Malt Whisky. She ran back downstairs to the body. She opened the bottle of Malt and poured its content over the body. Then she stroke a match and let it fall down and watch how Gabe went up into flames.
As she watched him burn a sudden agony fulfilled her body and she dropped the bottle. She fell down on her knees and felt her body contracting and convulsing while she screamed.