I put on some knee high black flat suede boots over my skinnies, pulled on my leather jacket, and put on my black slouchy beanie, so I wouldn't freeze to death.
I jumped back out of my window and landed softly, trying not to put much impact on my legs.
I walked to the garage and walked in. Stefan's Nissan Skyline and Damon's Camaro where side by side, facing the garage door.
I saw something move in the reflection of the Nissans window. Damon was standing right behind me.
I had gotten used to Damon appearing out of no where over the years.
I turned and faced him.
"What's up?" I asked.
"What are you really doing?" he asked, suspicion in his eyes.
"Going for a drive to get fresh air and have some time to think," I said, repeating the same lie I had told the others. I knew it was a lost cause though, Damon could almost always tell when I was lying.
"See, I don't believe you," he said. "So again, what are you really doing?"
I glared at him.
"None of your business," I said.
"What are you hiding?" he asked.
"Nothing," I said. "I just have some things to do, and when I get back I'll tell everyone what's going on."
"Why can't you tell us now?" he asked.
"Because I don't know what's going on," I said, frustrated. "That's what I'm doing now."
"I'm coming with you," he said.
"No, you're not," I said. "You're going to stay here, I'm going to go do what I have to do and that's that, got it?"
With out waiting for a reply, I hopped in Stefan's car and started it.
I looked in the rear view mirror and saw Damon glaring at me.
I grinned back.
I sped out onto the driveway, then pulled out on the road. After making sure nothing was coming either way, I floored it. It had been a while since I had driven, and it felt good to do it again.
I sped through the town, keeping well above the speed limit, attracting stares. I reached Old Fell road and sped down it, pulling the car to a stop when I saw shadow.
I got out and walked over to him.
"What's up?" I asked.
"We have a really bad problem," he said, dead serious.
"Did Stefan make the bunnies extinct?" I asked, keeping a straight face.
He glared at me.
"No wait, I bet he made the squirrals extinct," I said.
"This is serious Marni," he said.
"I know, those poor sweet innoccent bunnies," I said, hanging my head.
"Marni, this is- whoa, what the hell happened to you?"
He grabbed my chin and tilted to the left. I was guessing that he noticed the burn on my cheek.
"Got burned by witch hazel," I said. "It'll clear up soon though, burns from the actual plant it's self don't last long, it's the oil of witch hazel that's deadly,"
He seemed to be staring at my neck. He reached out and pulled the side of my jacket away then lightly brushed his fingers over the place where I had had a nail shoved through my collar bone.
I jerked back, pain searing through me.
"What happened to you?" he whispered.
"The other night, after you left, we were attacked by a few of the vampires that had been in the room," I said. "I was knocked out, and when I woke up, I found myself litterally nailed to a chair, unable to escape, and it was all because Katherine wanted a reason for Stefan and Damon to come see her."
"Katherine's back?" he asked.
"She then decided to torture me some more, by pressing witch hazel against my skin," I continued, "But Damon and Stefan rescued me,"
Shadow's face seemed paler than usual.
"I should've stayed," he said quietly. "Then none of this would've happened."
"It probably would've," I said. "Damon was there, and they still managed to get me,"
"But I would've been able to protect you," he said.
"Look, it doesn't matter, it's over now," I said. "Don't worry about it, I'm fine now,"
He looked at me. "You are not fine Marni,"
"I am," I said defensively.
"No, you're not," he said. "I'm not just talking about physically, I mean mentally too. It would've caused some trauma, and you flinch at the lightest of touches on your wounds,"
"Well, I better start acting like I'm fine, because I've been telling everybody that," I said.