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Amends

*Third Person's P.O.V.*

        "Hey," Annabelle and Jenna turned their heads as they heard the whisper, only to see Elena entering the kitchen. "Are you two aware of what's going on upstairs?"
        "Yup," Annabelle nodded.
        "Uh-huh," Jenna answered at the same time.
        "And neither of you have objections?" Elena asked, glancing between the two incredulously, her gaze resting longer on Annabelle. Elena was surprised that her sister seemed to be so clam about the situation, especially since she knew how much Annabelle disliked Vicki.
        "Oh, trust me, I have many," Annabelle said, "But he could be craftier about it; at least make an effort to sneak her in and out," she said, referring to Jeremy and Vicki most likely making out at the moment upstairs. She was more than unhappy and a bit disgusted with it, but her brother finally seemed to be happy; happy that Vicki 'chose him', and he seemed to be actually moving on from their parents' deaths. She wasn't going to take that away from him.
        "Oh, just so you know, I won't be home for dinner," Jenna said with a smile in her voice as she continued writing her paper, while Elena grabbed a bowl from the cabinet.
        "Hmm, so you're actually going to do it," Annabelle mused with a small smirk. "You're gonna go out with Logan,"
        "I'm gonna show up and torture him, yes," Jenna said, looking up fro her paper to look at her niece, making Annabelle chuckle, before switching her gaze to Elena. "Have you heard from Stefan?"
        "Not since he left that very vague message three days ago," Elena replied as she grabbed her favorite cereal from the cabinet, "'Hi, um, Elena, I, um, I have something I have to do, I'll, uh, I'll explain in a few days.'," she imitated Stefan's voice, making Jenna chuckle as Annabelle bit her lip to stop the laugh bubbling in her chest from coming out.
        "Haven't you called him?" Jenna asked, still smiling.
        "Nope," Elena replied as she continued making herself breakfast. "Not going to, either,"
        "And you're okay with everything?" Annabelle asked in disbelief, not buying Elena's 'I don't care' act.
        "No, I'm not okay with any of it," Elena snapped as she slammed the milk down on the counter, making Annabelle raise her hands in surrender. "But I'm not gonna cry about it, either. You know, I was gonna write in my diary this morning, and then I thought, what am I gonna write? Honestly, I'm not gonna be one of those pathetic girls whose world stops spinning because of some guy," she rambled, before finally stopping as she put a mouthful of cereal in her mouth.
        "Okay, then," Annabelle said as she looked at her sister with wide eyes, Jenna wearing the same expression, making Elena sigh.
        "I'll be fine," she grumbled, before walking away, while Annabelle and Jenna shared a wide-eyed look before Annabelle shrugged as she took in a deep breath, wondering how much longer Elena will be able to hold up her act. She then gave her aunt a smile before getting up and making sure to grab her school bag before heading out, wanting to visit Caroline before school.
        It's been four days since Annabelle found the blonde shaking on the Lockwood Mansion grounds, and even though Caroline claimed to be fine as early as the next day, not wanting to trouble anyone, Annabelle was still worried about her best friend.

*20 Minutes Later*

        "I remember the party," Caroline spoke as she sat in front of the mirror in her room, while Bonnie and Annabelle lied side-by-side on her bed, Bonnie holding a candle in her hands and keeping her eyes on it, while Annabelle tried her hardest not to look at the candle. She was still beyond freaked out after what happened at the Founders' Party. "Damon came up behind me, and he was... kissing my neck, or... biting my neck... I passed out. It's like there's holes in my memory lately, it's just weird... Maybe I let him bite me,"
        "Why would you do that?" Annabelle asked curiously as she sat up, looking at Caroline in concern, and the blonde was silent for a few seconds before taking in a deep breath.
        "Can we just not talk about it, okay?" she asked, a silent note of pleading lingering in her voice, "I just... don't wanna talk about Damon. I don't wanna talk about... any of it. Just want to go back to normal," she said as she continued covering up the bite mark on her neck with makeup, "What are you doing with that candle?" she asked, looking at Bonnie through the mirror, making the dark-skinned girl look up.
        "Um... nothing," she answered quietly before putting the candle away on Caroline's nightstand, "What's this?" Bonnie asked as she picked up a necklace of an antique iron setting with an amber crystal.
        "Damon gave it to me," Caroline replied, "Or... he was going to give it to me," she said as she stood up from her vanity and walked over to stand beside the bed on Annabelle's side. "All I know is it's mine now,"
        "It's ugly," Bonnie commented with a grimace.
        "Well, then get your grubby hands off it," Caroline said as she pulled the necklace out of Bonnie's hands, before hanging it on her purse hook stand.