Jeremy ran to the backdoor, which was the closest from the basement. He opened it and limped outside.
Veronica was furious. She hysterically banged the door and screamed for Jeremy to let her out. She conjured her phone and dialed a number.
“Jack, I’m in trouble. Jeremy locked me up in Rachel’s basement. anda have to come here”
Jack berkata something back.
“Oh, right, of course. You’re busy” Veronica nodded. “The window…No, I didn’t think about that. Okay, I have to hang. Thanks for the tip, Jack” She hung up and walked to the window. She caught a glimpse of Jeremy’s legs and opened the window. She pulled herself up and crawled outside the window. She hurried to her car and unlocked it. The key was still in the ignition and her crossbow lay in the backseat. She started the car and drove full speed ahead.
Jeremy heard a car, but could only assume it was Veronica coming after him and so he picked up the pace.
Nevertheless Veronica overhauled him and she parked the car in front of him. She grabbed her crossbow and got out.
Jeremy still tried to get away, when for the detik time he felt an panah piercing through his skin. He fell down and Veronica walked towards him. This time she’d hit him in his shoulder. She ducked, grabbed his shoulders and dragged him to her car. She opened the bagasi, batang and put Jeremy inside. She closed the bagasi, batang and locked it.
Veronica was furious. She hysterically banged the door and screamed for Jeremy to let her out. She conjured her phone and dialed a number.
“Jack, I’m in trouble. Jeremy locked me up in Rachel’s basement. anda have to come here”
Jack berkata something back.
“Oh, right, of course. You’re busy” Veronica nodded. “The window…No, I didn’t think about that. Okay, I have to hang. Thanks for the tip, Jack” She hung up and walked to the window. She caught a glimpse of Jeremy’s legs and opened the window. She pulled herself up and crawled outside the window. She hurried to her car and unlocked it. The key was still in the ignition and her crossbow lay in the backseat. She started the car and drove full speed ahead.
Jeremy heard a car, but could only assume it was Veronica coming after him and so he picked up the pace.
Nevertheless Veronica overhauled him and she parked the car in front of him. She grabbed her crossbow and got out.
Jeremy still tried to get away, when for the detik time he felt an panah piercing through his skin. He fell down and Veronica walked towards him. This time she’d hit him in his shoulder. She ducked, grabbed his shoulders and dragged him to her car. She opened the bagasi, batang and put Jeremy inside. She closed the bagasi, batang and locked it.
“Damon, I feel sick” Elena moaned. The racing had made her feel nauseous. And her neck beat painful. Damon braked, but kept Elena in his arms.
He examined Elena’s wound. “That looks awful”
“It hurts” she complained. Her face was withdrawn and she gagged, but didn’t throw up. Damon pulled her up and held her with one arm. His other arm he brought to his mouth and bit. He held the wound against Elena’s lips. “No” Elena groaned. “I don’t want that. It’s disgusting”
“You have no choice. I’m not letting anda die” Damon said. “Come on, drink”
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“It hurts” she complained. Her face was withdrawn and she gagged, but didn’t throw up. Damon pulled her up and held her with one arm. His other arm he brought to his mouth and bit. He held the wound against Elena’s lips. “No” Elena groaned. “I don’t want that. It’s disgusting”
“You have no choice. I’m not letting anda die” Damon said. “Come on, drink”
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A few hours later.
Jeremy lied in his bed, his eyes squeezed. He would force himself to sleep. He had been running for hours, helped Alaric with some chores, cleaned up his room, and now he was really tired. Sleeping shouldn’t be a problem. He would give in to the night.
The windows swung open, the glass shattered and rained down on the floor. Jeremy raised up and crawled backwards against the head of his bed. He saw a pencil floating in the air, but knew either Vicky atau Anna was holding it. “What, you’re going to write ‘Don’t sleep’ on my wall? I have to sleep, I can’t...
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Jeremy lied in his bed, his eyes squeezed. He would force himself to sleep. He had been running for hours, helped Alaric with some chores, cleaned up his room, and now he was really tired. Sleeping shouldn’t be a problem. He would give in to the night.
The windows swung open, the glass shattered and rained down on the floor. Jeremy raised up and crawled backwards against the head of his bed. He saw a pencil floating in the air, but knew either Vicky atau Anna was holding it. “What, you’re going to write ‘Don’t sleep’ on my wall? I have to sleep, I can’t...
