Rosemary Salvatore [TVD Fan-Fic] [Revising]

Chapter 12

I woke up to Damon and his new 'girlfriend' talking. After she left, Alaric entered the house. He looked at me. I walked over to Damon as he walked to the table and uncovered something.

"So John Gilbert gave this to me to kill Elijah, he said you have to dip the dagger in the remains of the old white oak ash tree, that dates back to the originals, if there's any truth in that." Damon said as he looked at the dagger and handed it to Alaric.

"So do you think it's a setup?" He asked.

"Yes." I butted in.

"Didn't ask, Rosey." Damon said with a grumbled. "It could be. Guy's a weasel." He said turning back to Ric. "Wouldn't put anything past him. What are you up to today?" He asked.

"Well, Jenna and I supposed to go to her family's lake house, but somehow we both got roped into doing this historical society thing at the Lockwoods." Alaric said. I wanted to punch him when he said Lockwoods. The name made me angry. Damon's eyes lit up.

"Where Elijah's the guest of honor." He said.

"Tell me you're not going to kill him at the tea party." He grumbled. I giggled slightly. A grown man going to a tea party and possibly my brother.

"No, that would be stupid." Damon said clearly lying. Ric gave him a hard glare. "I wanna know his endgame before I kill him," He said. "But I do think it's time that I officially met Elijah," He said.

"This is a bad idea." I muttered.

"You coming?" Damon asked me.

"Sure." I shrugged.

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I got dress and came back down stairs.  "Where's Stef?" I asked Damon.

"With Elena at her lakehouse." Damon said. I sighed softly and nodded.

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Damon, and I walked into the Lockwood masion. I looked around sadly. He grabbed some champagne off of a waiter tray. I downed it quickly. Elijah walked over to me. I looked at him.

"You look depressed." He said.

"Don't pretend to care." I said walking after my brother as Elijah went to talk to Mrs. Lockwood. I walked over to Damon as he spoke to his new 'girlfriend' and Jenna. I looked grossed out as they kissed. I sighed lightly and walked around following my brother like a lost puppy.

Damon gestered Elijah into one of the back rooms. I followed him and sat down on the table as I watched Damon and Elijah start talking.

"What can I do for you, Damon?" Elijah asked.

"I was hoping we could have a word." My brother said.

"Where's Elena?" He asked. "I see Rosemary, but where is Elena?" He asked.

"Safe with Stefan." I grumbled slightly.

"They're laying low, you know. Stefan." Damon said, butting in. "Bit of a werewolf problem," He said. My mind thought back to Tyler. I looked down at my feet. They kept talking. I kept looking at the ground. I looked up at Elijah was about to leave, but Damon flashed in front of him. Elijah grabbed my brother by the neck and pinned him to the wall. I looked at them.

"That's enough!" I yelled, but Elijah didn't stop. He stabbed Damon in the neck with a pencil. I ran over to Damon as Elijah let him go and pulled out the pencil myself. I gave Elijah a death glare.

"I'm an orginal. Show a little respect." He said as he handed him a piece of cloth. "The moment you cease to be of use to me, you're dead, so you should do what I say. Keep Elena safe." He said and turned to leave. When he walked out, I was right behind him.