The next morning when Gabe came in the kitchen he saw the TV was on, airing the news. They were talking about a car accident. Someone had hit a car and driven away. “The culprit has turned herself in last night” The newsreader told some more details, but Gabe and Rachel didn’t hear it anymore.
“That fucking retard” Gabe cursed.
“Gabe!” Rachel reproached, nodding at Amber who looked up from her plate rotating her head from her mother to her father and back. “Amber, sweetie, why don’t you take your breakfast upstairs? You can watch some TV in your room”
“Nice offer, mom, but I think I’d rather be part of the conversation” Amber declined the suggestion.
“It wasn’t an offer” Rachel said. “It was an order, only more polite”
“Amber, do as your mother says or I will make you” Gabe threatened. Amber picked up her loaf of bread and got up. “No, thank you, my arm’s still sore” She left the kitchen and went upstairs to her room.
“What are we going to do now?” Rachel asked as soon as Amber had left.
“I am going to the police office and I’m getting her out of there” Gabe decided.
Rachel nodded. “Good. That’s a very wise decision, Gabe” she praised her husband.
“You misunderstand me” Gabe replied. “I’m not letting her come back. I’ll take her somewhere far away from here”
“I don’t want that” Rachel protested. “She’s our daughter, Gabe”
“She’s not your daughter” Gabe said and though he said it in a normal tone it was as if he had yelled the words through a speaker.
“That’s not fair” Rachel softly replied. “She was only three when we met, so that makes me her mother”
“If you’d be a better mother it may not have gotten this far” Gabe snapped.
“What?” Rachel said shocked. “You’re the one who begged me to keep your little secret. If you would’ve told her what she was and what she could become she would’ve been more careful”
“I’m leaving” Gabe said.
“Yeah, why not run away from the issue?” Rachel snapped as Gabe walked out of the front door.
“That fucking retard” Gabe cursed.
“Gabe!” Rachel reproached, nodding at Amber who looked up from her plate rotating her head from her mother to her father and back. “Amber, sweetie, why don’t you take your breakfast upstairs? You can watch some TV in your room”
“Nice offer, mom, but I think I’d rather be part of the conversation” Amber declined the suggestion.
“It wasn’t an offer” Rachel said. “It was an order, only more polite”
“Amber, do as your mother says or I will make you” Gabe threatened. Amber picked up her loaf of bread and got up. “No, thank you, my arm’s still sore” She left the kitchen and went upstairs to her room.
“What are we going to do now?” Rachel asked as soon as Amber had left.
“I am going to the police office and I’m getting her out of there” Gabe decided.
Rachel nodded. “Good. That’s a very wise decision, Gabe” she praised her husband.
“You misunderstand me” Gabe replied. “I’m not letting her come back. I’ll take her somewhere far away from here”
“I don’t want that” Rachel protested. “She’s our daughter, Gabe”
“She’s not your daughter” Gabe said and though he said it in a normal tone it was as if he had yelled the words through a speaker.
“That’s not fair” Rachel softly replied. “She was only three when we met, so that makes me her mother”
“If you’d be a better mother it may not have gotten this far” Gabe snapped.
“What?” Rachel said shocked. “You’re the one who begged me to keep your little secret. If you would’ve told her what she was and what she could become she would’ve been more careful”
“I’m leaving” Gabe said.
“Yeah, why not run away from the issue?” Rachel snapped as Gabe walked out of the front door.
Katherine was sitting on a chair. A row of small stakes pinched each arm to the arm-rests and a special kind of muzzle kept her mouth shut. The muzzle also had stakes, smaller than the arm stakes, and they pierced through Katherine’s jaws. “I’m sorry for the inconvenience” Veronica said demeaning. “Actually, I’m not. You had this coming. You broke in here, you threatened me” She took a chair and put it down in front of Katherine. “Such a pity Derek chose the wrong side. If he hadn’t Damon Salvatore would be sitting next to you”
Katherine managed to produce a smirk.
“Oh, don’t be so smug” Veronica sniffed. “I’ll get to him. He’s the one that killed Kelsey. He will die a slow and painful death” she said, more to herself than to Katherine. She stood up and walked to a corner, where she picked up her cross-bow. “In the meantime” she said, while she aimed the crossbow at Katherine. “I have you to have fun with” and she fired.
Katherine managed to produce a smirk.
“Oh, don’t be so smug” Veronica sniffed. “I’ll get to him. He’s the one that killed Kelsey. He will die a slow and painful death” she said, more to herself than to Katherine. She stood up and walked to a corner, where she picked up her cross-bow. “In the meantime” she said, while she aimed the crossbow at Katherine. “I have you to have fun with” and she fired.
“Where’s Barbie?” Katherine asked when Stefan was standing on the front porch of the Boarding House. She had gotten used to the sight of him with Rebekah.
“She’s out, doing something” Stefan explained vague. “Can I come in?”
Katherine shrugged and let him pass. Stefan turned around. “I’m looking for Elena. Is she here?”
“No, she’s at school. You should know that” Katherine said uninterested.
“Not anymore she isn’t” Stefan said. “School’s over”
“Then she’s probably at the Grill” Katherine said, a little annoyed. “What do you need her for anyway?”
“I want to apologize for what happened last time she came over” Stefan said. “And I want to make sure she’s okay. I mean, I know Rebekah’s blood already left her system by now, but still, it must have freaked her out”
He looked at Katherine who stared at some point behind Stefan. Stefan quickly turned around and saw Damon standing in the doorway.
“She’s out, doing something” Stefan explained vague. “Can I come in?”
Katherine shrugged and let him pass. Stefan turned around. “I’m looking for Elena. Is she here?”
“No, she’s at school. You should know that” Katherine said uninterested.
“Not anymore she isn’t” Stefan said. “School’s over”
“Then she’s probably at the Grill” Katherine said, a little annoyed. “What do you need her for anyway?”
“I want to apologize for what happened last time she came over” Stefan said. “And I want to make sure she’s okay. I mean, I know Rebekah’s blood already left her system by now, but still, it must have freaked her out”
He looked at Katherine who stared at some point behind Stefan. Stefan quickly turned around and saw Damon standing in the doorway.