The Gilbert Twin

Chapter 9

Nina's POV:

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

I shove my pillow on my head trying to block out the blaring of the alarm clock. I shoot my hand out and turn off the alarm. I get out of bed and grab an outfit before walking into the bathroom to shower.  After I'm done I brush through my hair and pick out a pair of skinny jeans and a dark purple tank top.  I take my phone off the charger to see I get a text.

Stefan: I'll be there to pick you up at 7:30

Me: See you

Currently it's 7:20.  I rush downstairs to the kitchen where Aunt Jenna is making toast. 

Elena and Jenna are similar.  They can't cook.  Along with my mom.  My dad taught me a few recipes before he died.  That's where I learned how to cook.  A pain tugs at my heart. 

"This is about as much as I can do without giving you food poisoning," Jenna says before handing me a plate with toast and jam.  I quickly eat it then down it with a splash of orange juice.

"You're in a hurry?" Jenna cocks her eyebrow.

"Someone's picking me up," I tell her.

"Caroline or Bonnie?" She asks.

"Neither.  It's Stefan Salvatore."

Jenna ponders that for a moment.  Then gives me a look that means We'll talk later.

"Jenna he's a nice guy.  Don't worry," Elena smiles.

"Hmm," Jenna says.

The doorbell echoes. 

"Well that's my cue.  Bye," I kiss Jenna on the cheek before rushing to the door.

Stefan stands on the porch with his hands in his jeans with a faint smile on his lips.

"Good morning," he says.

"Morning," I smile.

"I'm Jenna," Jenna comes next to me in the door way.

"And we have to leave.  Bye Jenna," I say before walking out the door.

"Nice to meet you," Stefan smiles.

Jenna acknowledges him with a nod before I shut the door.

"She seems friendly," Stefan chuckles.

"She is.  She's just overprotective.   She'll love you when she gets to know you," I smile to him.

Stefan smiles back and grabs hold of my hand as we walk to his car.  He opens the passenger door for me then gets in the car then starts driving.

"I'm scared," I tell him honestly.

"You'll be fine," he rubs my knuckles, "I'll be there for you."

I peck his cheek lightly, then sit back until we get to school. 

Of course as soon as we get out of the car, a whole crowd is staring.  I roll my eyes then continue to walk with Stefan.  At the corner of my eye I see a flash of blonde exiting a car with a familiar tall boy with sunglasses.  I shoot daggers at him. 

He wouldn't.

I speed walk over to them. 

"Hey Care, I need to have a word with your friend," I look deep into her eyes.

"Okay," she walks away with a stunned look in her eyes.

I glare at Damon and then yank him towards a place where no one else is.

"You listen here assface.  I get that you've been through a lot.  But you will not touch Caroline," I growl at him and stab my finger into his chest.

"Feisty, feisty," he smirks.

"Don't test me," I narrow my eyes.

"Nina, calm down," Stefan tries to soothe me.

"I will not!" I say still glaring at Damon.

"Listen cupcake, I'm kind of hungry.  And I still have a few minutes before your blonde friend has to go into school," he smirks.

I slap him hard across the face, "If you think of laying a single finger on her.  Being hungry will be the least of your worries."

"Listen, little girl, I can hurt you a lot more than you can hurt me," Damon says whilst getting in my face.

"I wouldn't test me," I growl.

"Really? I'd like to," he smirks getting dangerously close to my face.

"If you care about me or anyone at all you won't hurt her.  It wouldn't be best in your favor," I frown.

"Well guess that's okay, because I don't care about anyone, but myself," Damon smirks.

"You were so different last night.  How could you say this?" I ask.

"Because you mean nothing to me," his words strike me like a viper.  I coil back into Stefan's arms.  I tried to be there for him as a friend.  I tried to care for him.  And he doesn't care at all?

"Nina, come on it's not worth it," Stefan whispers in my ear.

"You're right," I say softly walking away with him and into the school.