When Nightmares Become Reality

Chapter 39

I wondered the halls wondering where this stupid door could be. I dragged my hands along the walls trying to find a space where a door could be or some kind of break in the wall. My mind drifted off to think about Alex and everything. I can't have feelings for Alex, period. Somehow, though, every time he touches me I can't push him away. What's wrong with me?

"Ow," I pouted when I cut my finger on something. I looked at the wall I was trailing my hand along. I looked at the wall and saw an outline on a hole. I began to push, but it didn't budge. "Okay, so now why won't you open," I grumbled to the door. I thought back to what Liz did. She typed a code into a spot on the wall. Okay now where was that spot? Wait, why am I doing this? I am a witch I could just do a spell. I smirk satisfied with my thoughts.

"Okay, so what spells do I know that could make you open," I asked the door. I stared at the door. Suddenly I remembered a spell from my mother's book. It said it could unlock any door so maybe it will get this one to open. "What was it? Oh yeah, emases nepo," I chanted the words of the spell. Suddenly, I felt a shock jolt from my hands to my head and toes. I fell backwards onto my butt.

"You stupid door," I shouted, "You electrocuted me!" My fingers tingled as I got off the ground. I heard a chuckle beside me. I looked over to see John there laughing at my failed attempts to open the door.

"Magic can't solve all your problems," he chuckled. His blue eyes sparkled in amusement. His smile made me smile. I didn't realize how much I have missed my childhood best friend.

"So I have realized," I sighed, "Do you know how the hell I am suppose to get outside?"

"Maybe, maybe not," he teased.

"Well I am taking that as a yes since you only say that when you know something. So spill mister," I told him.

"I don't want to," he frowned.

"And why not," I interrogated.

"Because it has been forever since we talked. You are busy with your boy toys and as your best friend I feel neglected. If I tell you then you will leave me," he reasoned with a shrug.

"Best friend? John I forgave you because this isn't completely your fault, but I don't think we are back to," I started saying.

"I understand," he briefly spoke looking in my eyes, "but I really am sorry. I regret everything, all of it. Also know, I loved Sam. I loved her more than anything in the world. Liz told me she would be safe, that she casted a spell on her to protect her so when I-you would just never see her again so you believed she was dead. That's what I believed the plan to be, but when she didn't wake up-" he tailed off. John looked sincere and I knew he was. I hugged him briefly and then took a step back.

"So where have you been lately," I changed the subject.

"Well you know how Liz kidnapped me," I nodded tell him to continue, "I have been searching for my real parents. I want to know who they were. I though Liz might've killed them or something, but while setting up for the spell, I found a journal where she wrote about my mom. My parents are alive, Elena," he looked so happy compared to a minute ago.

"That's great! Are you going to meet them," I asked.

"I hope so after this spell is done," he spoke. He looked down and scratched at the back of his neck. He wanted to say something. He was nervous, though.

"You can say what you want to. No need to be nervous," I assured.

"How-oh yeah you can sense emotions. Well, I was wondering if you could come with me to meet them. You know, for moral support. You don't have to and I understand if you don't I mean I am already probably pushing the limits by talking to you this long and I understand if you still want to rip my head off. I have had a hand in making your life hell. I just thought the moral support would be good and you are the only person I can trust and I thought you might want to know them. Maybe you don't. I don't know. I completely get it if-"