Veronica dragged Jeremy downstairs and threw him on the cold floor of a basement. Jeremy screamed and held his leg. As he tried to pull the arrow out, Veronica started pacing up and down.
“You lied to me” she muttered agitated, with a feral look in her eyes. “I asked you straightforward if you were a medium and you lied to me in my face” She walked to Jeremy and looked down on him. “How long has your aunt been spying on me? What does she know?” Jeremy didn’t answer and thus she kicked his wounded leg. Veronica raised her voice above Jeremy’s cries. “How long?” she repeated furious.
Jeremy swallowed and sobbed. “Since our meeting” he confessed weakly. “Please” he begged as he looked up. “You have to take me to a hospital. You said you wouldn’t harm any humans”
“You can talk to dead people, Jeremy!” Veronica spit. “There’s nothing human about that”
“I can summon Kelsey for you” Jeremy appealed. “Maybe if you could talk to her, you would see things clearer”
“How do you know about Kelsey?” Veronica snapped defensive.
“She helped me once” Jeremy replied vague. “But I know she was your best friend and it must’ve hurt like hell when you found out she was murdered”
“I haven’t seen Kelsey in years” Veronica commented bitter. “Last few years we merely called and wrote each other, but Kelsey traveled a lot and when I would ask her if I could join her, she said that were impossible”
Veronica was so deep down in her own thoughts that she didn’t see Jeremy break the arrow. The fact that he cried from pain seemed only natural to her. When he held the pointy part of the arrow in his hand he crawled towards Veronica.
“I need to find those letters” Veronica mumbled while Jeremy scribbled up. He lifted the arrow when Veronica turned around. She grabbed his arm and tried to keep the arrow to a distance, but Jeremy kicked her in the stomach with his healthy leg. Veronica gasped and let go. Jeremy stabbed her in her side and she fell on her knees. Jeremy hurried to the stairs as fast as his injured leg allowed him.
He opened the door and closed it behind him, turning the key.
“You lied to me” she muttered agitated, with a feral look in her eyes. “I asked you straightforward if you were a medium and you lied to me in my face” She walked to Jeremy and looked down on him. “How long has your aunt been spying on me? What does she know?” Jeremy didn’t answer and thus she kicked his wounded leg. Veronica raised her voice above Jeremy’s cries. “How long?” she repeated furious.
Jeremy swallowed and sobbed. “Since our meeting” he confessed weakly. “Please” he begged as he looked up. “You have to take me to a hospital. You said you wouldn’t harm any humans”
“You can talk to dead people, Jeremy!” Veronica spit. “There’s nothing human about that”
“I can summon Kelsey for you” Jeremy appealed. “Maybe if you could talk to her, you would see things clearer”
“How do you know about Kelsey?” Veronica snapped defensive.
“She helped me once” Jeremy replied vague. “But I know she was your best friend and it must’ve hurt like hell when you found out she was murdered”
“I haven’t seen Kelsey in years” Veronica commented bitter. “Last few years we merely called and wrote each other, but Kelsey traveled a lot and when I would ask her if I could join her, she said that were impossible”
Veronica was so deep down in her own thoughts that she didn’t see Jeremy break the arrow. The fact that he cried from pain seemed only natural to her. When he held the pointy part of the arrow in his hand he crawled towards Veronica.
“I need to find those letters” Veronica mumbled while Jeremy scribbled up. He lifted the arrow when Veronica turned around. She grabbed his arm and tried to keep the arrow to a distance, but Jeremy kicked her in the stomach with his healthy leg. Veronica gasped and let go. Jeremy stabbed her in her side and she fell on her knees. Jeremy hurried to the stairs as fast as his injured leg allowed him.
He opened the door and closed it behind him, turning the key.
“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.
Tyler opened his eyes and gasped for air. The night was slowly giving in to the day and Tyler was still tied onto that chair.
“Good morning, sunshine” Klaus said, who was sitting in front of him in Indian style. He had a small flask in his left hand. “I hope you’re hungry”
“Can’t you just let me go already?” Tyler said, who was having trouble breathing. Blood came streaming from his eyes. What was wrong?
“I can’t let you go” Klaus said. “Not before you had breakfast” He continued, waving the flask. He scribbled up and opened the flask.
Tyler pressed his lips together, but Klaus easily separated them and poured the blood that was in the flask into his mouth.
“Now you won’t be so eager to run off, now will you?” Klaus said as he untied Tyler.
“Good morning, sunshine” Klaus said, who was sitting in front of him in Indian style. He had a small flask in his left hand. “I hope you’re hungry”
“Can’t you just let me go already?” Tyler said, who was having trouble breathing. Blood came streaming from his eyes. What was wrong?
“I can’t let you go” Klaus said. “Not before you had breakfast” He continued, waving the flask. He scribbled up and opened the flask.
Tyler pressed his lips together, but Klaus easily separated them and poured the blood that was in the flask into his mouth.
“Now you won’t be so eager to run off, now will you?” Klaus said as he untied Tyler.