Chapter 13: Bigger Issues

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When i wake up in the morning , my first instinct is to draw. I sketch a pretty flower , but i end up setting it on fire.

"god, i hate flowers and nature itself." i mumble under my breath. I pick out some light blue high waisted shredded jeans and my gray nirvana tank and my light brown combat boots. I slip on my brown leather jacket and go downstairs.

Jenna and elena get quiet all of a sudden and i send them glares.

"were you guys talking shit?" i say warily. Jen gives me a warning glare and i fake surrender. I grab my keys and go to the salvatore boarding house.

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Stefan opens the door and i mentally groan.

"ugh , i forgot you two lived in the same house." i say groaning. Stefan shoves his hands in his pockets and opened the door wider so i can come in.

"where's damon?" i ask peeping around the corners.

"outside , talking to sheriff forbes." he answers. I sit down and play with my curls.

"what is your deal with damon , arielle?" i avoid his question by playing a game on my phone. He takes a deep sigh and i sense damon coming into the room. I look up and smile slickly.

"and how may i help you today , olivia?" he questions playfully. I roll my eyes and glare at him.

"how do you know my middle name  , salvatore?" i ask. He grins.

"i do my research , olivia." he responds. I roll my eyes and flip my hair over my shoulder.

"yeah , anything you need before we leave , arielle." stefan states. My eyes go wide and i look at damon , who's glaring at stefan.

"leaving!" i yell at damon. He zooms me into a private section of the house.

"i was going to tell you-" he starts.

"no - no you weren't after i promised to help you . You were going to leave." i yell at him. He puts his hands on my shoulders and looks me in the eye.

"i am not leaving." he tells me. "i am staying , okay." he finishes. I swallow my breath and nod. He zooms us back to where we were and stefan gives us a questionable look.

"shouldn't you be getting to school?" damon ponders me. I snort.

"my grades are fine. They practically beg me to stay at home." i respond grabbing my bag and swaying out of the house.

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At the art table with jer , he's flipping through the book and stumbles at a familiar photo. I move closer to get a better view.

"wait..." i mutter as i read my name and glare at jer. "you did not." i stammer. He smiles and pats my back.

"its amazing , it deserved to be seen." he replies. I tilt my head and analyze my drawing. It was a broken heart. Something i drew around the car accident. It was supposed to be a big beautiful and pure heart. Then , my parents died and i was broken. Therefore......

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