Who we need to be to survive. (Emily Gilbert pt. 2)

Memorial

I wake up on the couch and glance around and someone's foot touches me which scares me and I jump in my spot and somehow end up on the floor. Ouch. "Did you just fall of the couch?" Isabelle asks waking up on the opposite end. Oh so they were here feet. Ew feet.

"No I just uh...thought the floor was comfortable." I reply sarcastically. "That's nice to know." She replies and I roll my eyes laughing. I lay on the floor for a few seconds because it's nice and cold and then I get up. "Wana go to the grill?" I ask.

She sits up. "Should you even be going out? The whole council knows about you."

"Well if they come after me they'll just be added to the pile of council members I've already killed." I shrug getting off of the floor and walking to the kitchen. I take a bloodbag and hop up on the countertop while she talks. "Or maybe they'll add you to there list."

"Me? Never. Plus I'm basically immortal." I smile smugly and she sighs. "I know you love a good fight but is it really the best idea?" She counters and I sigh crumpling up my empty blood bag and hopping off of the counter. "Issy, you know me the best which means you know I'm going with or without you." She huffs in defeat and I hiss in excitement. "Love you too." I tell her before running upstairs.

I take my time and get ready. Since I washed my hair last night, I don't was it again but I take a bath. I finish amd wrap myself in my towel and walk to my bedroom. I dry my face and then put on some eyeliner and then look fo an outfit. I settle on something simple which happens to be a grey tank top and black ripped jeans. After I change I take my hair out of the bun it's in and since it's still kind of damp it's wavy and actually looks nice. I don't even bother to finger comb it because I know it's tangled but either way it looks good. I pick up my phone from the dresser and slip on some boots and on my way out I pull on my leather jacket and exit my room. "Issy you ready?" I call out. "Almost." She calls back. I roll my eyes and walk into her room. "We're going to the grill, you don't have to do your hair." I tell her before plumping down on her bed. "You're friend Matt is really cute, never know when he's going to show up." She combs through her hair with her fingers and smiles at herself in the mirror. "Really? Matt?" I laugh. "What? He's cute and from what I know, he seems nice." She defends. "Yeah he is nice." I agree. "Did you two ever hook up cause...Love triangles are so high school." She continues.

" first of all I am in high school...well kind of and no Matt was my best friend but he dated Elena though."

"God does she have her clause is every dude in this town?" She scoffs rolling her eyes. "Hm you and my fifteen year old self are both thinking the same thing right now." I comment before getting off the bed. "Ready?"

"Mhm."

"There's Damon and Sheriff Forbes." I point out as we enter. "Wait, you're on talking terms with Damon again?" She questions arching her eyebrows at me. "Uhh it's a longish story...."

We walk over to Damon and Sheriff Forbes and I sit on the other side of him and Isabelle sits next to me. "Hey what's up?" I ask looking between them. Sheriff Forbes glances around and then moves closer to us. "The council is dead." She says and I arch an eyebrow at her. "Like...all of them?" I ask. "Probably. The bodies were charred. It had a big fire or explosion." She shrugs and I tilt my head at Damon. "Don't look at me like that I didn't do it." He defends. "You sure?" Sheriff Forbes asks him. "Am I sure I didn't kill someone? Yes I think I am." He replies.

"Seriously Emmy I didn't." He then turns to Liz. "If I was going to kill twelve people, I wouldn't blow them up, I'd have a dinner party."

"The explosion was sparked from inside. This wasn't an accident." Liz says. "Does it really matter though?" I shrug dismissively. "I've known some of the Council since I was a kid. They were my friends." Liz replies. "Well your friends tried to Kill my friend." Izzy saus bitterly. That one caught me by surprise. "If I recall correctly Caroline was right next to me in that truck with vervain ropes on her wrist so piece of advice....find better friends." I tell her.