Should I Love or Stake? (On Hold)

Chapter 12- A Simple 'We Need To Talk' Would've Sufficed

A/N  Hey lovlies! Thanks for reading! Once again, I apoligize for the cliff hanger in the previous chapter. It just seemed like a great way to end the chapter. Anyways, I was hoping those devoted fans or readers out there could spread the word about this story. I would really appreciate it. Oh, and if someone wants to like make something for the story (Ex. pictures, posters, trailers, etc.) or give me funny or creative ideas like pranks on Stefan to put in here, I would appreciate it! Also, I'm sorry if this chapter is short. I just wanted to get it out there. I probably won't be able to upload for like a week because my computer at my moms is messed up, but who knows! Maybe she got it fixed! Vote, comment, and fan! Love you all!!!!

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I woke up tied to a chair.

My arms were tied behind the chair and my legs to two legs of the chair.

It was pitch black and my butt was numb from sitting for so long.

It brought back memories of all the times I got kidnapped.

Good times.

My brain was foggy and I realized that I must have been drugged.

But who?

And how?

Then, I remembered how odd that tea had tasted at Jenna's.

Did Jenna drug me?

Wait, why would she do that?

She didn't even know about vampires.

Or did she...?

No, she didn't.

Oh, well. I'll find out later.

Even in the blackness I could make out shapes with my enhanced sight.

The door was directly in front of me and as far as I could tell there was nothing else in the room.

I sighed, wondering if this was going to be a long wait.

I started to rap 'Va Va Voom' by Nicki Minaj, and was really getting into it and moving my shoulders to the imaginary beat when the door flew open.

Light poored from the doorway, and a shadow stood before me.

I notched my voice down to a hum and stopped moving my shoulders.

"Ello, love. Fancy meeting you here," I said to my captive in a british accent.

"Nice to see you too, Lil," A familar voice responded.

I squinted and she turned on a light switch I had not seen, the light blinding me a moment before I could finally look at her.

"Katherine?"

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"It's been a while," I said, staring up at Katherine.

She was wearing dark jeans and a tight purple top with a leather jacket over it.

What is with people in Mystic Falls and leather?

"I've been busy," Katherine said, sounding bored.

She walked out for a moment and brought back in a wooden chair that matched mine and sat down in front of me.

"Care to tell me why you kidnapped me?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I need to talk to you."

"And a simple 'we need to talk' wouldn't have sufficed?"