Elena was in the kitchen, making dinner, when Jeremy sat down on a chair, his head leaning on his hands. “What’s wrong?” Elena asked. Jeremy looked up so Elena noticed the eye bags. “What happened to you? آپ look like a mess. When’s the last time آپ had a good sleep?” Jeremy laughed scornful. “It’s been a while” “Is it because of Jenna?” Elena asked compassionate. Jeremy played with his fingers while he thought of a good reason. He knew Elena would want to know what was going on, but he didn’t want her to get involved in his mess. He believed she had enough going on with Stefan being gone and Jenna… So he told her part of the truth. “Bonnie broke up with me” he sighed. Elena’s face stiffened. “What?” “She کہا it was better if we stopped seeing each other… She’s been acting weird lately” Jeremy told. “Weird, how?” Elena asked carefully. “She looked sick and I wanted to help her, but she became really aggressive. She wasn’t being herself” “Damon’s with her right now” Elena said, with an undertone of hysteria. “She can hurt him. I have to go to him” She wanted to grab the keys, but Jeremy took her hand. “Elena, just call him. If آپ think Bonnie’s going to do something to him آپ can warn him over the phone” Elena heavily nodded and took her phone. She dialed Damon’s number and waited impatiently. “Damon’s phone” she heard a tuneful voice. “Bonnie?” Elena کہا with a trembling voice. “Can I speak to Damon?” “Sure” Bonnie کہا cheerfully. A few سیکنڈ passed سے طرف کی while Bonnie handed Damon his phone. “Elena, what’s wrong?” “Ehm, is everything okay with you?” “Yeah, never better” “And the headache, is it gone?” “No trace left of it, thanks to our amazing Bonnie” Elena squeezed her phone. “Oh, well, okay then… Just so آپ know, I’m not staying in the Boarding House tonight. I’m sleeping at home” “Fine سے طرف کی me. Have a nice evening, Elena” Damon کہا and he hung up. Elena stood still with her phone in her hands. She had expected Damon to be disappointed سے طرف کی hearing she wouldn’t be close to him tonight and knowing he wasn’t, disappointed her. He was with Bonnie. His headache was over, why would he want to stay around her longer than necessary? And from what she could hear during their conversation they were having a good time. She squeezed her eyes and pressed her lips together. “Elena? Is everything all right?” Jeremy asked when Elena smashed her phone on the table. “Sure. Everything’s perfectly fine” she کہا with a forced smile.
Cas stroked his hair and tried to keep his breathing under control. Meg didn’t understand. He needed more. He had lied about the pain being back, but he hadn’t lied about needing another dose. He opened the upper buttons of his shirt, suddenly feeling feverish.
He hurried to the dresser and opened all drawers and cupboard doors. He searched through them, checking all boxes, finding nothing. He slammed everything shut and began to rub his fingers again.
“If I were a medicine cabinet, where would I be?” Cas mumbled trembling and out of breath. He ran to the stairs and sprinted upstairs. He went to the bathroom and opened the mirror cupboard.
“Got it” he said, sighing relieved and he grabbed all boxes that had medicines in it. He took out all the strips and swallowed the pills one سے طرف کی one.
He leaned against the cold, marble دیوار and sank down on the floor. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
He hurried to the dresser and opened all drawers and cupboard doors. He searched through them, checking all boxes, finding nothing. He slammed everything shut and began to rub his fingers again.
“If I were a medicine cabinet, where would I be?” Cas mumbled trembling and out of breath. He ran to the stairs and sprinted upstairs. He went to the bathroom and opened the mirror cupboard.
“Got it” he said, sighing relieved and he grabbed all boxes that had medicines in it. He took out all the strips and swallowed the pills one سے طرف کی one.
He leaned against the cold, marble دیوار and sank down on the floor. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Gerard got ہوم from his work. He hung his کوٹ on the rack and walked into the sitting room. He saw Zoey sitting in the couch, writing something.
“Eh, what are آپ doing here?” he asked and Zoey looked up.
“I’m writing a goodbye letter” Zoey smiled.
“For me?” Gerard asked cynical. Zoey stood up and walked to her ex-husband.
“No, not for you” she shook her head. “From you” She touched his forehead with her index and middle finger and Gerard fell unconscious.
As if he was a feather she carried him upstairs and put him on a chair. She took the rope which she had kept in the room as a preparation and winded it tightly around Gerard’s neck. The other end she tied to the chandelier. She pulled the chair away and a سیکنڈ later she heard a snap.
“Eh, what are آپ doing here?” he asked and Zoey looked up.
“I’m writing a goodbye letter” Zoey smiled.
“For me?” Gerard asked cynical. Zoey stood up and walked to her ex-husband.
“No, not for you” she shook her head. “From you” She touched his forehead with her index and middle finger and Gerard fell unconscious.
As if he was a feather she carried him upstairs and put him on a chair. She took the rope which she had kept in the room as a preparation and winded it tightly around Gerard’s neck. The other end she tied to the chandelier. She pulled the chair away and a سیکنڈ later she heard a snap.