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

Hopefully i dont regret this

I walk into the boarding house and plop down on the couch. I look over at Stefan. "Whats that?" I ask arching an eyebrow at the wooden stake in his hand but it has stuff written on it. He looks at me with an amused almost teasing look and I roll my eyes. "I know it's a stake dumbass I mean what's the writing."

He looks over the stake before looking up at me. "Apparently it's called a hunter's mark." He sighs and I hum in thought. I shift my gaze from Stefan when Damon walks into the room with a bunch of boxes over his shoulder. " So what is all this?" Stefan beats me to asking. "Some personal items that I snaked from the vampire hunter's RV. May he rest in peace." Damon replies setting the boxes down. "I'm searching for a supernatural handbook."

I furrow my eyebrows at him. "And you're sure you killed him?" I ask. "Yes I saw him blow into tiny little pieces....well not actually but you get the gist." He shrugs. "And you know for a fact that he was supernatural?" Stefan questions and I roll my eyes. "Has no one been listening to me.." I argue glancing between both of them.  "I have literally been listing reasons why this guy is supernatural for example invisible tattoos that only certain people can see.." i urge.

"And The guy magically appeared just as someone blows up the entire Founders Council. He's covered in a tattoo that only Jeremy Gilbert - of all people in the world - seems to be able to see and for some reason Emmy could too." Damon adds. "That's literally what I just said." I roll my eyes and he raises his eyebrows at me. "Well did you know this?" He asks and then continues. "Before he kamikazied himself with explosives.Klaus mentioned something about him being one of The Five."

The five what?

"What's The Five?" Stefan asks what I'm thinking. "That's what I'm hoping is in the first chapter of the handbook." Damon replies but he's interupted by his phone ringing and he answers it. "Liz Forbes, my favorite sheriff."

Damon has this whole long conversation and he finally hangs up. I look up at him waiting for him to tell us what that was about and he doesn't say anything and I glance at Stefan. "What? You're not gonna tell us?"

"Can't. Private." Damon replies and I roll my eyes. "Plus we're in a fight." He shrugs looking at Stefan. "No you're in a fight. You're back obsessing over Emmy and leaving Elena alone." Stefan says back and I glare at him for bringing me into this. "So you're not mad that Elena drank from me?" Damon tilts his head. Stefan shrugs. "Nope. She's alive...ish you helped her."
I don't buy that bs for a second.

Damon smirks at Stefan and then fixes his gaze on me. "You coming?" He asks which I shrug at. "I'll meet you later." I say and he nods before walking out. I relax in the couch and Stefan sighs next to me. "How are you not more mad about this?" He asks. "About what?" I ask without looking at him. "You know about what. About Damon sharing blood with Elena." He explains and I shrug. "No...I asked him to do whatever he had to to help Elena and he did." The whole truth was that I was feeling just a little tiny bit mad but i mean can you really blame me.

"But sharing blood is-" Stefan starts. I cut him off. "I don't care, i basically had to beg him to help her I'm not going to argue for what I asked him to do."

I hear him sigh next to me and I look at him from the corner of my eyes. When I see the look he's giving me I turn to face him. "Don't give me that look, I know what I'm doing." I defend but he is clearly not convinced and I roll my eyes.

"How about you worry about your girlfriend who's basically obsessed with your brother huh?" I snap at him before getting up from the couch. As fast as I'm able to get out of the house I still caught a glance of the hurt look on his face and I feel bad but I'm not going back in there. What? He pissed me off okay. So what....maybe he was right, I just don't want to admit it. Do I trust Damon again?.....kind of, well I'm trying to and that conversation did not help. I take a deep breath and walk to my car to leave.