Bloodlust → Stefan Salvatore [1]

You're Undead To Me

Above you'll see an image of Bonnie Bennet

     I wake up in the morning. I shake the feeling that Damon was biting Caroline. Something along those lines, at least. I pull myself out of bed and go to the bathroom. I hear someone in there, it must be Elena.

      "Hey, Elena, do you mind if-
It's not Elena, it's Vikki Donovan.
      "Oh, uh, sorry." I turn around and walk to my room. I'll have to ask Jeremy about this one.

     I've looked for Caroline everywhere, I don't think she's at school today. I see Stefan at his locker. I try to approach him, but he disappears. I just stare, confused. Elena puts her hand on my shoulder, it scares the crap out of me.
      "Jeez Elena!"
      "Why are you so jumpy?"
      "I'm just, dazed about all these animal attacks, that's all."
      "Okay, well, have you seen Caroline at all today?"
      "No, I don't know if she's here today." Elena nods.
      "Well I'll go talk to Bonnie then, see you later." She walks off, and I sigh.

     Later on I go to the grill. I haven't really been eating that much. I just need to get some food and I'll be fine. I walk inside, and the first thing I see is Stefan's face. I'm gonna ask him about last night. "Stefan..." I hear someone say. It's Elena. She's arguing with him. I approach them.

      "Is everything okay?"
      "Yes, everything is fine, Blake." Elena says.
      "Excuse me," a voice says. I turn around to see an old man. "Stefan Salvatore?" He asks.
      "I'm gonna go." Elena leaves. I follow her out.
      "What were you guys arguing about?"
      "Blake, really, it was nothing." She gets in her car and drives off.

      "Blake... Blake." I open my eyes. Elena is shaking me. "You slept in too late. There's the car wash fundraiser for Mr. Tanner today." She leaves my room and I rub my eyes. I grab the clock and look at the time. 10:36. I'd rather not wash cars, but do I really have a choice?

     I smack the sponge onto the silver car. I rub it in circles trying to clean off this gross smudge.
      "Blake, careful. This isn't your car."
"Sorry, just... rubbing away some issues." I trail off.
"Hey, I got more soap." Stefan announces as he strolls over. I look down at his ring.
"If you want I could put your ring in my bag and it won't get lost?"
"Oh, no, it's fine."
"You sure?"
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure." Elena buds into the awkwardness.
      "I'm gonna go get some more rags."

     Elena hasn't come back with the rags yet. I know I'm childish for not wanting to be alone with Stefan, but things are awkward ever since the night Mr. Tanner died. I put my sponge down and walk over to her.
      "Rags?"
      "I know, I'm just waiting fo-
An old man walks up to us, the man from the grill.
      "Excuse me, do you know that man over there, Stefan Salvatore?" I look over at Elena.
      "Uh... yeah, we know him." I say.
      "He doesn't recall but I stayed at the Salvatore Boarding house a long time back, his uncle had just died of an animal attack."
      "Yeah, uncle Zach?" Elena asks.
      "No, Joseph." I furrow my brows.
      "May I ask, what year was this?"
      "Of course, it was June, 1953." Me and Elena look at each other, confused. "Elena," it's Caroline. "the rags." She nods and takes them, and we start walking back to the car. I look at her.
      "What the hell was that?"

     I start packing my bag up, they're making us go home after an unexpected fire started. "Blake..?" I turn around, it's Elena. "This might sound weird, but can you come to the station with me?"
      "Uh, yeah, why? Is it important?"
      "I wanna see what there is about the Salvatore's in the town records." I can't help but give a smile. "Let's go."

      Elena slides into the chair and looks though the computers, while I look through old files. I pull out 1953 records, and before I can begin Elena calls me over.
      "Blake... is it just me or does this look almost exactly like Stefan?" I look closely. The eyes, the face, the expression. It's uncanny. "Almost like he's been alive all these years." She looks over at the desk.
      "Take the files, we should look for more stuff." I stuff the files into my bag and we leave the office.

     I through my bag onto my bed and walk over to my laptop. I pull up google and hesitate for a second. 'Someone who can never age' It comes up with a page. Nothing. 'Someone who heals instantly' Another page comes up. Nothing. I go back to the bar. 'Someone who changes in inhuman ways' Again, crap. I go back to the bar one last time, I don't think this'll work, but it's worth a try.

'Vampires'

     It felt like hours, looking brought pages and pages of facts about vampires. Is it possible. Someone who's freaked out by blood? Randomly heals? Never ages? I might as well keep this one to myself for a while.
     
     But, is it possible. Is the boy I kissed the other night in the bleachers a blood sucking beast?