A New Beginning | Emma Petrova (TVD & TO) [BOOK 2]

Are we really the only ones here?

Today

The eclipse strikes again at the same time as usual, covering the sky for a few seconds but soon moves out of the way to reveal a bright sun. The only good thing about being stuck here is that it's sunny everyday.

"What's a seven letter word for kill me now?" Bonnie jokes from her seat beside me on the kitchen table as Damon flips yet another pancake. I gave up on the crossword two months ago as I never found out the last seven words, but Bonnie has been working on it everyday.

"That joke got old six weeks ago." Damon sighs, flipping another pancake.

"So did your pancakes." I snap back, earning a eye roll from him.

"And so did this crossword puzzle." Bonnie groans in frustration. "Everyday for four months I've done this stupid thing and I still can't figure out 27 across. Old tongue twister, Eddie turned top 40?"

"Give up, BonBon." I shrug at her.

Damon places a pancake on the plate with whipped cream on top, once again having fangs on them for me. He places another plate in front of Bonnie, who grabs her pencil and stabs it angrily.

"I hate pancakes!"

"Whoa, don't take it out on the pancakes. Those pancakes, like myself and dear Em, are waiting for you to be witchy to get us the hell out of here." Damon provokes, glaring at Bonnie like it's her fault she doesn't have her magic.

Bonnie stands up abruptly, glaring back at him. "You know I've been trying!"

"And failing." I'm about to open my mouth to defend Bonnie but a crash outside makes me snap my head towards the window. "Further evidence, we're in hell. Not only am I stuck with you, I'm stuck with the useless version of you." Damon rambles on, not having heard the noise.

"Did you two hear that?" I ask both of them as I stand up from my seat and walk over to the window, looking out of it in caution.

"What would I have heard, E? We're the only three people here, we were the only three people here four months ago and we're the only three people here now!" Damon raises his voice, frustration dripping with every word.

"No I swear I heard something too!" Bonnie says, backing my point up.

"Maybe it's the sound of existential despair. I hear that's what hell sounds like." He states calmly but inside I know he's burning with anger.

"You know what? You think we're trapped in your hell? Maybe we're trapped in mine!" I take a threatening step closer, my face growing dangerous. "I'm sick of you two arguing. I'm sick of false hope that we are getting out of here because I'm pretty sure we aren't. I'm sick of this house, this day, of the eclipse and above it all I'm sick of you and your pancakes!!!" I yell at him and in the heat of the moment I throw one of the kitchen chairs against the wall, causing it to shatter in pieces.

I let out a loud groan before running a hand through my hair and walking away from a shocked Damon and Bonnie. I walk out of the door and speed through the wood where I know I will have some peace.

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"You're always helping others, never putting yourself first. I appreciate everything you have done for me and my family, Bonnie." I confess as I lean on the doorframe of her room and watch her surrounded by books. "Sometimes is good to be selfish."

Bonnie face remains blank as she stares back at me. "What if it came down to the both of us, to one of us having being happy... who would you choose?"

"I would think for three seconds, for three reasons to save myself." I sigh as I walk closer to her and sit in front of her. "And if in those three seconds I couldn't come up with any valid reasons that I deserve to be happy, I would save you because clearly I haven't got reasons to save myself."