The last time I was at this house was before my parents died. I have so many happy memories of my mother and father here, from as little as the age of about five. I remember dad helping me to ride my bicycle for the first time when I was seven, and when my mother and I used to sit at the end of the pier at the lake and just talk. We had only started doing that since I turned about twelve, but that was where I used to vent all of my troubles. To my mother. I told her everything and never kept a single secret. If there was anything that had happened to me there was no doubt that she would find out eventually.
And now, to add a memory to this place, is the time where my evil doppelgänger held me as his hostage, as leverage to get my sister's vampire boyfriend to give him what he wanted. Granted, it may not even be a memory, because Isaac could kill me tonight. But I get the feeling that he won't given that he told me about his feelings for Stefan. And if he killed me, I know Stefan would hate him, more than he already may.
It's not even like I could have prevented Isaac from kidnapping me. Unless I'd gone with Jenna and Alaric, or gone with Elena and Stefan to this house. But, I didn't think about things like that. I couldn't just sit and worry that my crazy doppelgänger could come for me at any time. And I had no idea that the guy was gonna try and take me away.
It's like I'd dodged one bullet only to be hit by another. I escaped being kidnapped by that other guy... Who I'd killed. And then I was taken by Isaac seconds later.
"Are we here?" Isaac asks me, "is this the right place?"
I nod, not bothering to waste my efforts trying to speak through the cloth tied around my mouth. To be honest I just want this to be over and done with. I don't even know or care about the outcome. I just want it all to be over. Either Stefan needs to get Isaac to calm his shit and give him what he wants, or Isaac just needs to end my life.
Once we get to the front entrance of the house, Isaac stops.
"Stefan!" He yells, grabbing onto me tighter than before, one hand latching onto my hair and tilting my head to the side. Almost as if he's just going to drain me of blood right here and now.
Within seconds, Stefan is at the door, opening it with Elena right behind him.
"Taylor!" Elena exclaims, her mouth dropping wide open with shock as soon as she sees me.
"Shut up! You don't get to talk. Stefan does all the talking." Isaac instructs. Stefan turns to Elena and nods his head, reassuring her that he can do this right without me getting hurt.
"Okay. Isaac, I'm sure whatever you want me to do I can do it. Just please, let him go. Let him go and I'll do whatever you say." Stefan speaks, stepping forward with caution.
"You know exactly what I want. Get a witch who can get my sister the hell out of that tomb!"
"Isaac, it's not that simple. Elijah compelled her so that she can't leave. A witch can't undo compulsion." Stefan replies cautiously, taking a few more steps forward. My heart is racing. The closer Stefan gets to Isaac and I the more I worry that things will get gruesome, and Isaac will kill me, and maybe hurt someone else.
"Look, on the phone you said that I could give you two things. What's the other? I can't get Katherine out of that tomb yet but whatever the other thing is I'm sure I can try and work something out."
Isaac remains silent for a moment, I think he's staring at Stefan dead in the eyes.
"You." Isaac says, I can feel his hands tense as he says that word.
"Me? What do you mean?" Stefan asks, seemingly rather taken aback by Isaac's request.
"What I mean, is that I will let this pathetic kid go if you agree to come with me. Stefan, I want you. Can't you see that?"

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Wildfire- The Vampire Diaries {Book 1}
Fanfic"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