Love Me *TVD* (Years book 1)

History Repeating~Part 2~Self-mutilation; cool

AN: I'd apologize, but high school kicked my ass and I care more about myself than y'all's entertainment.

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Jeremy and I left Jenna at the Grill when she stopped paying attention to us. She was instead staring at Mr. Saltzman, who had taken to sitting up at the bar.

Jeremy got out his house key and hopped up the stairs ahead of me. When he opened the door, two screams sounded inside. The unexpected noise caused matching screams from me and Jeremy.

"What the hell?"

Jeremy moved into the house as Caroline ran out past me. He was already at the top of the stairs when I entered the house. Elena was on the phone.

"Elena?" She hushed me with a finger and shooed me upstairs. Last week I would have listened around the corner, but now I can hide beside the banister and hear every word of her call.

I know, I know; just because I can, doesn't mean I should. But what are little sisters for other than eavesdropping?

~

I arrived at Fell's Church's ruins- to Elena's obvious surprise. It was clear how much I missed in those 2 minutes I spent debating whether or not to follow her. Her attention was quickly taken by Bonnie and Stefan.

"She's alive, but barely. I can save her- we can. J, come here."

I moved towards where Stefan was cradling Bonnie's unconscious body.

"How do I help her?"

"Vampire blood can heal any wound-"

"So you want me to tap a vein? How?"

Instead of answering verbally, Stefan demonstrated by using his fangs to bite open his wrist. He then held his wrist in Bonnie's mouth so his fancy, healing, vamp-blood could drip down her throat.

"That's how."

"Self-mutilation; cool."

Elena must have felt left out because she then pointed out the obvious, in classic Elena fashion, "Her neck, It's healing."

No duh. We were just talking about this.

"Vampire blood heals, keep up."

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The fun part was over, and I had learned my one new thing today (because you really should try to learn something new every day), so I didn't see a reason to stay and watch four people have drama in a cemetery.  Partly because the Salvatores are more weird than interesting, but mostly because hanging out in a cemetery is fucking creepy.

By the time I got back home, Jenna was there.

"Hey." Jenna greeted me from the couch. I jumped down the step and plopped down next to her.

"Hey."

"Where were you? Jeremy's upstairs."

"I went on a walk," I lied. "I needed some fresh air."

"You feeling better? Gonna go to school tomorrow?"

"Yeah, need to save the squad from Care." 

I don't really. Caroline may be irritating sometimes, but she's a fully capable cheer captain.

"Okay, I won't call in then," Jenna said as she reached over to play with my hair.

Jeremy's footsteps on the stairs stopped me from having to keep up the small talk.

"You're back," He said as he also dropped on the couch.

I scooted closer to Jenna so he would stop sitting on me. This strategy failed as he scooted closer to me so he could continue the squishing.

"Stop it." Jenna pushed both of us away once I was on her lap and Jer was on mine. I glared at him as he settled on his own cushion.

He just grinned as he swung his legs over the couch's arm and began using me as a pillow.

~

It was after two episodes of Gossip Girl, that Jer and I cajoled Jenna into watching, that I went to bed. Jeremy had also come upstairs after grabbing some leftover pizza from the fridge. 

I could hear Jenna downstairs cleaning the kitchen before coming upstairs. Instead of stopping at her door, she continued towards mine.

"J," She called softly. "Can I come in?"

A redundant question as she was already in my room by her second word.

"Hey."

"Hey." 

I stared at her, waiting for her to speak.

"I called Dr. Miller-"

"Why?"

"Because I think you should talk to someone, and they really helped you last time."

"I'm fine- really." I don't wanna go back.

"Then you'll spend 45 minutes doing nothing so you can bring me a little peace of mind."

Or I'll spend 45 minutes blowing my cover and spilling all 10 thousand secrets I have to my therapist.

"Please," Jenna reached out to hold my hand. "The appointment is on Wednesday, at 4:00. Do you remember where Dr. Miller's office is?"

Down the street from the pharmacy I pick up my meds.

"Yeah," I nod my head.

Jenna stood up then, satisfied in my compliance.

"Okay, night then."

"Goodnight Jenna." She closed my door behind her as she exited my room.

It wasn't long after I settled in bed, along with the rest of my family in their respective rooms, that the doorbell rang.

Logan Fell is back from the dead- just like me.