Bloodlust → Stefan Salvatore [1]

Know Thy Enemy

     "Hello, Blake. It's nice to see you again." Isobel smiles at me. I slowly walk towards the door.

     "Again?" Jenna asks me. 

     "So you're the woman who's dating my husband." Isobel says to Jenna. "I need to speak to Elena, may I come in?"

     "No! Don't-- Don't invite her in." I tell Jenna. 

     "I need to talk to Elena, Blake." She says again.

     "No!" I shout before slamming the door in Isobel's face. I turn around, and look at Jenna. Jenna begins to cry, as she backs away from me.

     "You knew she was still alive?" I try to say something, but it's best I don't say anything. "Does Rick know? John? Elena?" I stay silent, confirming the answers to her questions are yes. 

     "I'm so sorry." 

     "No." Jenna says, before running up the stairs. She runs into her room, and slams the door shut. I hear her door lock. I put my hand over my mouth as I feel the tears come running out of my eyes.

     I open the door quick, seeing Rick standing on my porch, I step aside, allowing him to come inside. "Hey. Is she okay?" He asks. I sigh.

     "She hans't come out of her room. I told Elena this morning, and I called Stefan last night."

     "What did you tell her?" He asks me.

     "Nothing. She won't talk to me or Elena." 

     "We're gonna have to fix this, Blake." Suddenly, I hear footsteps come barreling down the stairs like thunder clapping in the clouds. I look up.

     "Jenna." I try to start.

     "I don't want you here, Rick. You need to go." She cuts me off.

     "Jenna, look. I can't imagine what you must be feeling right now." Rick tries to plead.

     "Rage and betrayal would pretty much cover it." Jenna barks.

     "Where are you going?" I ask her, as she puts her jacket on, and wraps her bag around her shoulders. 

     "I'm going to stay on campus. I have a thesis to write, and I don't want to be in this house." 

     "Jenna, please just stop. Let us explain to you exactly what's going on." Rick tries to stop her from leaving.

     "Blake, I need you to go to the Lockwood's today and except the historical society's check for your mom's foundations.

     "Okay, I will, but Jenna please just--"

     "I don't have i in me to hear anymore lies from either of you!" She shouts. She slams the door behind her.

     "Jenna, just--"

     "Let her go." John says, walking up behind us. "It's better that she's not here with everything that's been going on, but maybe if you were just a bit more honest with her from the beginning, this--" John is cut off my Rick punching him hard in the face. I gasp, not in an angry surprised, but in a "it's about damn time" surprised.