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❝ 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 ❞
𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐀 𝐆𝐈𝐋𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐓 woke up in a motel bed and notices that Florence is laying down next to her as she stares at the ceiling. She spots Ben sitting in a chair close to the bed, sleeping and she sits up frantically.
Elena looks for a way out and stares at the front door. She nudges Florence with her foot and the girl looks at her with a questioning stare. Elena gestured to the door with her head and Florence shrugs.
She looks from Ben to the door, wondering if her and Florence can make it to the door without waking him up. Quietly, Florence and Elena slide off the bed and Elena slowly steps over Ben's outstretched leg as Florence walks around him.
Elena slowly backs up to the door, keeping an eye on Ben as Florence leans on the wall. She unlocks the deadbolt on the door, looking back at Ben occasionally. Elena turns the lock on the door and prepares to open it.
"I wouldn't"
Elena gasps and spins around and notices Ben inches away from her.
"I knew this wasn't going to work" Florence mutters under her breath and she moves towards Elena.
"Don't try to escape. Don't even move. Do you understand?" Ben ❛ compels ❜ Elena.
"I understand" Elena says monotonously but her lips tremble slightly.
Ben turns to Florence with a raised eyebrow and she puts her hands up "Don't need to worry about me, mate"
For some idiotic reason, Ben believes her and turns around to get a bottle of blood out of the mini fridge.
Elena opens the front door, grabs Florence's hand and starts to run out, but Anna blocks her escape when she appears on the other side of the door. Anna grabs Elena by the hair and Florence by the arm and pushes them back into the motel room.
"Seriously?!" Anna exclaims.
"I told her not to move! I did that eye thing that you taught me!"
"And forgot the lesson about vervain!They both date vampires, Ben. Duh!" Anna pushes the two up against a wall and opens the bathroom door.
"Actually, I'm not dating anyone, especially Damon" Florence corrects and Anna narrows her eyes at her.
"Who are you? What do you want?" Elena asks, fearfully.
"Does it matter?" Anna forcefully pushes Elena into the bathroom and reaches for Florence's hair to push her in as well but Florence pushes her hand away.
