chapter seven
( the frost )★☆
JACK WAS drinking. He was drinking until he couldn't stand anymore. He just wanted tonight to be one to remember and he was celebrating, no death tonight, and he and Max were good again. Today was an okay day. The only thing ruining the night was how close Stefan was staying to him and Elena, he wouldn't leave them alone.
Sometime between twenty minutes ago, and now, Elena was gone, Jack was drunk, and Maxine was off god knows where. He couldn't find anyone so here he was, wandering off into the woods looking for Elena and Stefan. "Eleeeennaaa" he slurred, yelling as he walked to the high school since it was close. He stumbled over some twigs, nearly falling on his face. "Eeeelennaaaaa" he yelled slowly, hearing voices.
He waddled to the bleachers outside, hearing Stefan and Elena talking. He bent down behind them, staying silent and trying not to laugh at anything. Eventually, Elena started climbing over the side of the bleachers at the very top. "Ohhhh shit" Jack whisper covering his mouth, that looks fun he thought.
Stefan was at the bottom and he raised his hands, "What are you five? get down" he yelled across to the doppelganger.
Elena laughed, "Ha, why?"
Jack stood up tall, his eyes closing and then opening as he realized he was really tired. He sat down on the wet grass and laid his head on the ground, everything was blocked out and he could no longer hear Elena or Stefan, nor Elena jumping off the bleachers and Stefan catching her.
A couple of minutes passed when the blonde boy was woken up by Elena, only Alaric was there and he was carrying Stefan on his back. "Jack? what are you doing here?" she asked helping him up.
Jack stumbled, "I was uh- well I was walking and looking for, well you, and then I found you and then I took a nap" he briefly explained, "On the grass" he added with a goofy smile.
Alaric sighed, "I'm guessing he's hammered, help him walk with us," he said to Elena. The brunette linked her arms with Jack and then the four ran over to Alaric's car, with a knocked out Stefan in his arms. Jack slowed Elena down and made Alaric wait before she opened the trunk so he could put Stefan in it.
"Come on," Elena said to Jack, opening the back door and letting him sit in, buckling him up before closing the door and sitting in the front seat.
Jack leaned his head against the car window, closing his eyes and almost falling asleep again. He was so tired all he wanted to do was sleep. "Elena! Jack!" Alaric yelled, waking the boy up from his daze. The doors locked and the car began lighting on fire.
Elena tried to rip the door open but it wouldn't budge. "Jack! Jack, can you open the door?" she yelled to the back.
"Woah, there's a fire" Jack muttered, then trying to open the back door but it wouldn't open either. "I-I can't open the door, we're-we're gonna die aren't we!" he yelled sobering up for a moment.
Alaric ran to the other side, using all his strength to open the door but nothing was working and their strong vampire was in the trunk sedated. The lock kept locking and unlocking as if someone was using their magic, unknown to the teenagers Vicki Donovan was in the car and was out for their blood.
Alaric ran to another truck and tried to find anything he could to stop the fire or unlock the doors, resulting in a lacrosse stick. "Oh god, we're gonna die in here aren't we? Elena I don't want to die, I-I didn't say goodbye to Max or-or Caroline, I don't want to die" Jack panicked, his fear getting the best of him.
Alaric tried busting the window with the back of the lacrosse stick but the fire only grew, covering the entire car. "Stefan!" Elena yelled, coughing.
Jack held his hands up, trying to will ice or snow, anything to form but nothing was happening. He couldn't control it and now he was defiantly going to die. Isn't this funny he thought before my powers were out of control but now that I actually need them I can't seem to get them to work. "My powers they-they aren't working, why the hell aren't they working right now!" he yelled as Elena continued calling Stefan's name.
Slowly Stefan stirred awake, realizing what was happening and noticing the flames around him. With one kick to the trunk, the entire back broke off, Elena helped unbuckle Jack and tried to get him out, though as soon as they were about to make it out Alaric grabbed Stefan, the four running to safety right as the truck exploded.
"Holy. . .shit" Jack slurred, "I almost died".
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JACK WALKED through the front door to his house, he lived with Caroline and her mother who was more like a mother figure to Jack now as well. He prayed everyone was either asleep or out, right now he was hungover, exhausted, and felt like laying in bed, staring at the ceiling and eventually fall asleep.
He walked into the living room and froze, catching a sight he never wanted to see his almost sister in. "Oh my god, my eyes!" he yelled covering his eyes with his hands. Caroline looked up, eyes widening as she got off of Tyler and grabbed a shirt, covering whatever was showing.
"Jack!" she yelled.
Said boy gulped, rushing past the living room and heading upstairs before he was scarred anymore. He could hear some thumbing and then the door shut and he assumed Tyler had left. Jack closed his bedroom door and jumped on the bed, staring at the bumpy ceiling above him, he huffed and closed his eyes.
"I can't believe that just happened" he muttered to himself.
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