My eyes flutter open, and my vision slowly begins to stop blurring. Looking around I can tell that I'm in my bedroom, laying down on my bed with the covers over me. I'm still wearing the clothes that I was wearing last night. Obviously, of course Stefan wouldn't have undressed me to put me into bed. That'd be creepy as hell.
Last night was crazy. I almost died. We all almost died. Stefan was stabbed, Damon was shot, and I was nearly throttled to death. Not to mention, Caroline almost died too, and she was the one we were supposed to be saving.
"Hey there. You okay?" Jenna's voice asks. I look down towards the other end of my bed, where Jenna is perched. She smiles at me, placing her hand where my leg is.
"Yeah, I'm alright. I've been better, but I'm alive." I respond, my voice sounding tired.
"That's good to hear. When Stefan brought you here last night I assumed you'd been hurt. What were you doing with him last night?"
The way she said that made her sound like she was accusing me of doing things I shouldn't have been doing. Which technically is true, because when I probably should've been staying at home and letting the strong ass vampires do all the saving and the fighting. But really, I couldn't just stand back and do nothing whilst Caroline was in danger. And I had to deliver Jules' message to Stefan.
"Oh, I was with Jeremy at the grill and I bumped into him outside. I don't know how it happened, but I just passed out. Probably didn't eat properly yesterday or something." I lie. I don't like lying about anything, about the vampires or the werewolves, or how Elena and I are both doppelgängers of two crazy vampires who are about five hundred years old, and that we're gonna be sacrificed in a blood ritual.
Thinking about all of that shouldn't be normal. It shouldn't feel normal to know that all the crazy shit like vampires and werewolves is the norm now. Strangely, it does.
Jenna smiles at me again. "Well, I'm making coffee downstairs if you want one?"
Oh my god, I hadn't even thought about coffee. I could do with a nice strong coffee, especially when Jenna makes it. Jenna's coffees are just the best. Coffee is the one thing that stops me from slipping off of the edge of sanity on a daily basis.
"Oh my god, yes. I'll come now." I respond, getting up from my bed.
When we get down to the kitchen, I sit down on the counter in the middle of the room. I didn't realise it at first when I woke up, but now I've been awake for about five minutes, I feel like absolute shit. It's the feeling that I imagine a hangover to be like.
"Actually, Taylor I have a question for you." Jenna speaks up as she pours the coffee into the mugs.
A question for me? I wonder what she could be asking.
"Okay, fire away." I reply.
"Will you be okay here over the weekend with Jeremy and John? Because Elena's staying with Stefan at the lake house for the weekend and I'm gonna be staying with Alaric. It's just, I know how much you can't stand John."
Well, I guess that'll be alright. I won't spend too much time at home unless I know John is out, and I can just sit and watch Friends or Supernatural and drown out the horrible reality of life.
"Yeah, I don't see why I shouldn't be."
"Are you sure? Because it's more than okay if you wanna come with Rick and I." Jenna offers. That's a nice offer for her to make. But I don't really want to interrupt on Jenna and Alaric's time together. They deserve to have some time together with all the stress going on now.
"No, that's fine. I'll stay here. It just gives me the chance to re-watch season three of Supernatural."
Jenna chuckles, "you really are obsessed with that show, aren't you?"
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Wildfire- The Vampire Diaries {Book 1}
Hayran Kurgu"Baby, you're all I need. Come now, set me free." "I look into your sunset eyes, waiting for the moon to rise, so I can feel your heat. This love is so completely crazy." Season 2 of The Vampire Diaries