CENTURIES, stefan salvatore [1]

Know Thy Enemy

CHAPTER 31: KNOW THY ENEMY

The Gilbert House

The night Isobel decided to come to the Gilbert house Natalie didn't notice much. She noticed a little yelling and then she heard the sobs coming from Jenna's room and Natalie guessed that Jenna found out about either Elena, Natalie or Alaric knowing that Isobel was still alive. Maybe the answer was all of them. And Natalie would have ran to comfort her but she didn't think Jenna would accept it and she was too busy planning a revenge plan for Isobel.

But she couldn't think about that when Elena woke her up in the middle of the night to tell her what happened and they agreed that they'd call Alaric first thing in the morning seeing as he was the one who could probably explain it the best.

"Hey, is she up yet?" he asked as he walked through the door.

"No, she refuses to come out of her room." Natalie answered, crossing her arms over her chest.

"What'd you tell her?" he asked the brunettes worriedly.

"Nothing. She won't talk to us." Elena responded, pursing her lips together silently.

Alaric closed his eyes for a moment, trying to calm himself down. "We're gonna have to fix this, guys."

And as on cue, Jenna walked downstairs, tear streaks still on her face but they were now accompanied by a glare.

"Hey." Elena greeted softly.

"Jenna." Alaric sighed.

"Look-" Natalie didn't get to finish her sentence before Jenna cut her off, the appearance of Alaric pissing her off immensly. "I don't want you here, Ric. You need to go."

Alaric didn't budge, he wasn't about to let the woman he's in love with walk away without him having a chance to explain. "Okay, listen. I can't begin to imagine what you must be feeling right now."

"Rage and betrayal would pretty much cover it." Jenna retorted angrily as she picked up her jacket and slid it on as she grabbed a bag.

"Where are you going?" Natalie asked taking a step forward.

"I'm going to stay on campus. I have a thesis to write, and I don't want to be in this house." Jenna snapped, sending the brunette a harsh glare.

Alaric still wasn't backing down. "Jenna, please just stop. Let us explain to you exactly what is going on."

"Elena, I need you to go to the Lockwood's today and accept the Historical Society's check for your mom's foundation. Bring Natalie if you want." Jenna instruced her niece sternly.

"Okay, but, Jenna, please just..." Elena trailed off, her face twisted into a sad grimace.

"I don't have it in me to hear any more lies from you." the strawberry blonde snapped, grabbing the door handle and letting herself out before smashing the door closed.

"Jenna, just..." Elena trailed off, even if Jenna wasn't even in the house anymore.

"Let her go," John said as he walked out of the kitchen, having listened to every word in the conversation. "It's better that she's not here, what with everything that's going on but maybe had you been a little more honest with her from the beginning, this-" he was cut off by a fist colliding with his face.

"Sorry, Natalie, Elena." Alaric apologized, holding his aching fist in his hand before walking away.

"I love you!" Natalie called after him happily with a wide smile.