Emily Gilbert, who is the younger sister of Elena Gilbert finally returns home after two years from her stay in New Orleans. What happens when everything is different: her brother is a drug addict, the Mysterious Salvatore brothers are in town and h...
So it's a new day. I'm fine. I only have one thing on my mind and it's making things right with Tyler and telling him everything. Literally everything.
I shift in my bed and pick up my phone and they're like 100 missed calls from Izzy. I furrow my eyebrows at my phone but I press redial anyway. "I know you miss me but.." i start. "Em. Where were you?" Her panicked voice questions. "Um... sleeping, like one does at 8:00 in the morning. What's wrong."
"Nik was looking for you." She say. "You called me a million times because Nik was looking for me?"
"He's different Em. He tried to kill Alec." She says and I finally sit up in my bed. "Is he okay?"
"Yeah. He's fine now but I'm worried about you, we didn't tell him anything but he's looking for you."
Incase you didn't know, Nik was my New Orleans boyfriend. Remember when I said that the last time I loved someone, let's just say I don't know if they still exist. Well he exists.
God why do I have a thing for psychos.
"Em I feel like we should come down there. Just incase." She says. "No. You guys have things to do. I can handle it."
"Are you sure?" She urges. "I'm fine. Thank you." I say and she sighs in defeat and I hang up.
I don't know if I was actually in love with him or him me because when I was there everyone I met except for Izzy only knew one side of me New Orleans me not Mystic falls me, I never talked about here.
I collapse back down with a groan and then get off my bed. I bathe and whatever else I always do and then walk back into my room to change. I sift through my closet looking for clothes. I finally land on a dress and I pair it with my leather jacket and boots.
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I am going to the Grill and then over to Tyler's.
I look at myself in the mirror acknowledging how great I look and then I leave my room.
I walk downstairs and no one else is there so I just leave.
I walk into the Grill and go up to the counter and order a coffee and a lemonade. I lean against the counter waiting when I see Damon from the corner of my eyes. "What do you want?" I monotone. "So, this is where you spend your time when you're not stabbing people in the back." He says sarcastically and I mock his tone. "And this is where you go when you're not breaking people's necks out of anger."
The person slides my drinks on the counter and I pay before picking them up and turning to leave. "Where are you going?" He asks. "What part of I want nothing to do with you got lost in translation?"
"Okay. See you at Jenna's barbecue." He calls out and I turn around. "How do you know about that?"
"It was my idea. Jenna went to high school with Mason Lockwood so I figured a social gathering would be a good way to get to know the guy. So I told Ric to tell Jenna and..."
