The Third Salvatore (TVD Season 1)

Chapter 6

Emma's pov:

I hear Elena walking up the stairs. I hop off my bed to go meet her.

"Hey Lena." I say smiling.

"Emma, are you okay?" She rushes up to me looking concerned. "Tyler told me what happened."

"I'm fine. I just rested for a while and my headache went away." I say.

We hear someone in Jer's room and walk over there.
"Jer?" Elena asks nervously.

"Nope, just me, the hypocrite patrol."
Jenna answers rummaging through Jer's stuffs.

"What are you doing?" I ask suspiciously.

"I've become my worst nightmare. The authority figure." Jenna says looking around the room. "I've to violate a 15 year old's privacy." Jenna says walking over to Jer's coat stack. She rummages through it then finds some drug thing, I guess.

"Jackpot!" She exclaims. I see the hiding places haven't gotten anymore creative." Jen says holding up Jer's boot.

"What brought this on?" Elena questions walking into the room. I hand up out here. I'm not sure of all this sneaking in. It's just weird without Jer's permission.

"Your ass-hat of a history teacher shamed me good yesterday." Jenna says continuing the search.

"You got tannered." I joke. "Been there many times."

"Discover the impossible, Ms. Summers." Jen says trying to imitate Tanner's voice. She holds up the bag of pot. "Got it. Thanks. Like I didn't know I was screwing up." Jenna says madly.

"You're not screwing up Aunt Jen." I try to assure her.

"Yes, I am. You know why? Because I'm not her. She made everything look so easy. You know, high school, marriage, raising you three. I can't do it. I'm gonna say or do the wrong thing, and he's gonna get worse, and it's gonna be my fault. It's impossible." Jen says frustrated.

"This is just the fear talking. You're a little scared, that's all. We all are." Elena pauses looking down at the ground. "I have to go do something. But are you going to be ok?" She asks.
Jenna smiles and nods.

Elena smiles and stands up walking down the stairs. I follow.

"Where are you going?" I ask already knowing the answer.

"I'm going to meet Stefan. I need to talk to him." She says grabbing her keys. I smile and nod. I want to go along with her because I want to meet Hardin, but he'll not be there anyway.
I shrug deciding to go back to my room.

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Hardin's pov:

I stroll in the boarding house driveway imagining my blood bags kept in the fridge. I could've just grab someone for the drink but I just don't feel like it. I'm worried, am I turning into a vegetarian like Stef? Fuck no.

I hear Damon and look up on the house roof. There he is. With a girl. Of fucking course. I roll my eyes speeding to the roof.

"Isn't this so romantic." I cross my arms over my chest looking at him.
Damon's holding the girl's wrist tightly. When he looks over me, he smirks.

"No! No!" The girl yells. I frown at her. That's...

"Yeah that's the chick you drank from." Damon tell me and I shake my head. The girl looks at me horrified.

"Let her go." I say rudely.
"Leave me!" The girl yells again.

"I gotta do it. I'm not gonna drop you." Damon drawls.