Highway To Hell ━ elena gilbert [1] ✔

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑦

[ Chapter Thirty ]

Saving Sanity Before A Dinner Party

Preston flipped through the pages of her old journal, seeing all of the different symbols she'd seen when she was younger. She knew Elena had gone to the Gilbert lake house. Preston was still trying to figure out what the translation from the words on the wall meant. Was she supposed to be sacrificed? Was it just to confirm that Elena would be sacrificed? Hell knows.

    There was a knock on her bedroom door. "Yeah?" She saw Jenna standing there with a small smile on her face.

    "Hi, Preston... Elena told me that you know who Elijah is, so, I am here inviting you to a small dinner party tonight." Jenna informed her.

    Preston's brows furrowed. Why the hell was- one of the Salvatore brothers were gonna kill Elijah. She smiled. "I'm guessing you want me to go right now?" She wondered, getting a nod from Jenna.

    The Winchester threw on her leather jacket and headed out the door. It had been one or two days since Preston had seen her brothers in Sacramento. Sam had sent her a couple of texts, updating her and making sure she was still alive. Other than that, she'd been distanced from them.

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    Andie Star- a journalist-, was there because she and Damon had a relationship. Andie and Jenna helped set the table while Preston sat on the floor in the kitchen, drinking whiskey. All Preston was thinking about was how she wished she was with Elena at that moment in time. Sure, she liked alcohol, but alcohol was a drink that just subdued feelings and reminded her of the past.

    The doorbell rang, but Preston had no intention of getting up. She didn't want to. The first time she had completely admitted to herself that she liked Elena was when Klaus brought it up. And she hated it, she hated it because Elena would choose Stefan.

    "Is there a particular reason as to why you are sitting on the floor drinking whiskey?" Elijah asked.

    Preston looked up at him before standing up. She brushed the dust off of her jacket and set the glass down. "Just trying to save my sanity before a dinner party." She responded.

    "I warned Damon and I will say this to you, Elena and I have a deal, but if anyone should try anything to cross me, I will not hesitate to kill everyone in this house." Elijah warned.

    Preston scoffed before walking past him and into the dining room.

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    "I hate to break it to you, but according to Elijah... your family is so not a founder of this town." Jenna told Damon, pouring wine into glasses. Preston didn't like wine. She found it tasted like mouldy cardboard. She opted for whiskey.

    "Hmm, do tell." Damon said, slightly unimpressed.

    "Well, as I mentioned to Jenna earlier... a faction of settlers migrated from Salem after the witch trials in the 1690s. They developed this community where they could feel safe from the persecution." Elijah told them.

    Preston stayed silent. She just shifted in her chair, and ate the food.

    "There's no tangible proof there were witches in Salem." Andie spoke up.

    "Andie's a journalist. Big on facts." Damon explained briefly.

    Elijah continued to talk. "Well, the lore says that there was this wave of anti-witch hysteria. Broke out in the neighbouring settlement. So these witches were rounded up. They were tied to stakes in a field together and, uh, burned." He took a short pause. "You could hear the screams for miles as they were consumed by fire." Elijah finished.

    Preston nodded. "Well, that's really comforting." She couldn't hold back a sarcastic remark any longer.

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    Soon after, Elijah left the party and Preston was thankful. She was tired as hell and wanted to sleep. So, she walked back to the Forbes' household and lazily changed into comfier clothes. Preston readjusted her worn-out light brown t-shirt. It wasn't really hers, it was Dean's, she stole it when she was 12.

    Preston had a habit of stealing people's clothes. More-so there hoodies, jackets and t-shirts.

    She slept but barely. The small visions she got made her toss and turn. Preston didn't think it was possible that her visions could escalate from symbols to full on future scenes playing out. But she really hoped that this wasn't real.

Preston's going through some shit.

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