Just A Girl (TVD)

Let The Right One In - Part 1

Apparently there was a storm earlier. Jeremy came in to make sure my window was closed, as per Elena's request, and found me thrashing and screaming in bed. Now I have a pounding headache and am very frustrated with the ghost of Bonnie's grandmother for not being able to finish a sentence. It took a good half hour to get Jeremy to leave me to my own devices.

I left a note on my bedroom door saying that I was going to see if Charlie was okay with the storm and all going on. Then I texted Charlie to confirm that I was with him if anyone called. Then I got on my bike and rode to the only place where my sister would probably be at this hour.

I parked my bicycle on the front steps, not bothering to chain it up cause no one even comes here anyway. Then I saw Elena's car in the driveway and decided to just let myself into the Salvatore Boarding House since they don't know how to lock doors anyway. As soon as I stepped in, someone came at me with a stake. Ugh, Damon. "Put the stick down, big shot." I said rolling my eyes.

"What the hell are you doing here?" He asked.

I sighed. "Well I found an old business card on the street for 'Bobs Brothel for Gentlemen' and I thought of you specifically. Nice and old fashioned." I smiled sarcastically.

He simply rolled his eyes and walked away. I followed him into the living room where Stefan and Elena stood. "We have another guest."

"Nora? What are you doing here?" Elena asked.

"I just needed to talk to you, and I knew you'd be here." I said. "I'm guessing you haven't seen Jeremy's texts yet?" I asked. I know for a fact that Jeremy would've texted Elena. She's almost as much of a guardian as Jenna, and after my little... fit... Elena definitely would be his first call.

"What?" She looked at her phone, scrolling through the texts on the siblings group chat which is barely used anymore. She looked up at me in shock and gave me a hug. Ew. Pity. "Do you wanna tell me what happened?"

I sighed. "Well, it started out as I was just getting really bad feelings. Like, bad things are gonna happen feelings. Then I just kept seeing blood and death and fire whenever I closed my eyes. Then I had a nightmare and someone told me that something bad was coming and stuff and I woke up screaming."

Damon scoffed. "So you came here because you had a bad dream?"

I turned to look at him. I really, really, wasn't tolerating bullshit that night. If looks could kill, he would be dead. Again. "People are going to die." I said, my voice dangerously unstable. That's when I lost it. I ran into action, grabbing the stake off of the table. "AND YOU'RE TREATING ME LIKE A DUMB LITTLE KID?!"

Stefan had to hold me back while Elena got the stake out of my hand, but that didn't stop me. I don't really know what happened, but there were a lot of profanities. The whole night was really a blur, especially after I completely lost it.

The next morning when I woke up, everything was a bit hazy and I still had a pounding headache. It was raining cats and dogs outside just like the night before. I sat up and looked around. I was on a couch. It was soft but firm at the same time. Definitely vintage. I was still in the living room of the Salvatore Boarding House.

"Look who's finally awake." I turned my head to see Damon walking past to the liquor cabinet.

I didn't really know what to say to him. I sure as hell wasn't gonna say sorry. "Thanks for letting me crash on your couch." I mumbled.

"No problem. Elena said you'd rather sleep here than face the wrath of Jenna. Whatever that's supposed to mean." He said, pouring himself some bourbon.