Chapter 7

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"I told you I would call once she is ready to go home," Alex told Jeremy. He sounded annoyed but was trying to keep his voice calm. He was strategically standing in the doorway so Jeremy couldn't easily get in and Jeremy couldn't see past Alex, which means I had the chance to run and hide. Should I? No, I can't. I am going to have to confront him sooner or later so might as well do it now. I tried to convince myself this but my head was still spinning and my stomach kept turning. I thought I was going to be sick.

"I don't care I just need to see her. I need to talk to her. I'm worried. I know you said she was fine, but I won't be until I talk to her. So please, let me in," Jeremy was begging at this point. I felt bad for making him feel this worried. I could tell why my parents wanted him to protect me. He cared so much, for a brief second I thought he might even love me. That thought left quickly as I remembered he was only doing my parents a favor. I need to get my thoughts together. Alright, Elena, what are you going to say to him? I can't avoid him forever. Before I could event think of anything to say I heard Alex fall on the floor.

"Sorry, but I have to see her," Jeremy said looking over his shoulder. I looked up and saw Jeremy standing just past the door. He looked at me as Alex picked himself up off the floor.

"Look man, I think it would be best if you-"

"No, it's fine. I need to talk to him anyways," I whispered cutting Alex off. I knew my voice was barely a whisper, but they are both vampires. I'm sure they can hear me just fine.

"Are you sure, Elena," Alex asked calmly. I broke my eye contact with Jeremy and nodded at Alex.

"Can I talk to him alone, maybe," I asked Alex. I hope that didn't seem rude, I mean this is his apartment.

"Sure, I need a drink anyways," Alex smirked. I could still see his anger. I knew how bad he wanted to kiss me and Jeremy ruined it. I only hoped he wouldn't take his anger out on some innocent person. Jeremy gave him a warning look but Alex just ignored it and left. I stared at the door until it was closed and waited a few seconds trying to get my thoughts together before I looked at Jeremy.

When I looked at Jeremy, he spoke, "Hey." He was being very cautious. I guess he was afraid I would blow up.

"Hi," I whispered back. My voice couldn't go higher than a whisper. I felt weak. I felt tears gathering in my eyes, but I blinked them away. Jeremy crossed the room in a second and had his arms around me tightly.

"I'm so sorry, for everything. I wanted to tell you. Please, forgive me, please. Elena, please don't hate me. I'm beyond sorry. I will do whatever it takes, just please forgive me. I wish I would've told you. I should've told you. Please forgive my stupidity," he begged in my ear. It sounded like he was crying, almost. I pulled back and saw his eyes were watery but he didn't cry.

I pulled out of his arms. "That's why you think I was so upset," I asked shocked. Do he honestly think I'm mad he didn't tell me I was a witch and my parents were dead? I can move on from that. He must really think I'm a drama queen.

"I thought it was. If that's not it then what is it," he asked confused. Wow, he really is oblivious. I took a deep breath trying to steady myself.

"You don't love me. You're only with me to protect me like my parents wanted," I whispered staring at the floor. If I looked him in the eyes I knew I would loose control and break down. Even though he's a vampire, my voice was so low I wasn't sure if he heard me. I was about to repeat myself louder when he broke out in laughter. I wanted to stay strong, but the tears poured from my face. I knew he didn't love me, but did he really have to laugh in my face? I stared at the ground. I was dying inside and he was laughing. Suddenly, his hands cupped my face and he kissed me. It was the most passionate kiss I have ever felt. I kissed back. The whole world and all the problems in it faded. All I could feel was the passion from our kiss. He pulled back and I let out a little moan, before snapping back into reality. What the hell was that for?

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