BLAKETHREW HER HAIR into a ponytail and descended the stairs, barely batting an eye in John's direction.
His arrival wasn't news to Blake, he tended to come and go as he pleased.
She brushed past him and entered the kitchen, busying herself with breakfast
"What are you doing here, John?" She asked, no hint of sentiment behind her words
"Ah, Blake. I see you're still the same, hiding behind that emotionless mask" he chided, sighing at her
As soon as Elena set foot in the kitchen, John was quick to accommodate her
"Coffee?" He had asked her, pouring himself a cup
"No, were not doing that. We did that last night, no more avoiding. What are you doing here?" Elena asked firmly
"I'm here to protect you. That's all I can say for the moment" He replied
Blake didn't respond to his words, she simply placed the piece of toast she had just buttered between her teeth. It didn't seem like she was listening to John and his untruths, but she was. She had thought about him time and time again, the fact that he was her real father still continued to surprise her. Him and Isobel? Really?
"What do you mean 'that's all you can say for the moment'?!" Elena asked incredulously
"I'll tell you more when I'm convinced I can trust you" he shrugged and Blake clenched and unclenched her jaw, placing her plate in the sink carefully.
"I'm late" She heard Jenna's voice
"well, that's what you get for pressing the snooze button 5 times" Alaric joked, and the couple entered the kitchen
As soon as they laid eyes on John their smiles were wiped off their faces.
"What the hell?" Was the first thing Jenna said. Not 'hello', not 'what are you doing here', "what the hell".
