Stefan Salvatore's daughter ~ Miracle

22. Isobel

Alaric's P.O.V.

I look at Isobel frowning with confusedness, sadness, hurtness and hatred.

- It's good to see you. You look good. I hear that you're a high school history teacher? How is that? She asks smiling. She is as beautiful as I remembered but she played wrong and I can't forget that.

- Where have you been, Isobel? I ask ignoring her question.

- I don't have any reasons that are gonna comfort you. I don't have any explanations that are gonna satisfy you. I wanted this.

- It's that simple? I scoff while taking the last sip of my drink.

- Yeah. You were supposed to mourn me, and move on, she explains me with a serious glare.

- You were my wife, and I loved you. How could I not search for you?

- Because I wasn't lost, Rick, I shake lightly my head before passing my hands all over my face. Isobel takes a paper out of her bag and writes something on it. I understand that you know my daughter Elena and I hear that she's been looking for me. So..., She hands me the paper. I take it and look at what is writing on it. I want you to arrange for a meeting with us.

- You want me to deliver a message? I question her confused and frowning. She smiles again and nods. I throw the paper away and stand up.

- Screw you. You selfish bitch, I say while walking out of the Grill.

I walk to the parking lot to go to my car as I keep trying to forget what just happened. Why coming back now? Alright, she knows I know Elena but still. I open my car and ready to get in when Isobel arrives behind me.

- What do you want from me? I ask her annoyed now.

- I told you, she simply says and smiles again.

- I'm not gonna do anything for you, I was about to turn around when she suddenly strangles me and pushes me against my car.

- You better tell Elena that I want to meet or I'm gonna start killing the citizens of this town, one by one, and I'm gonna start with your history students, she threats me, her face changing quickly and coming back to normal. Got it? Isobel throws me on the ground and gives me the paper I threw away. She disappears and I grab the paper before it flies away.

Damon's P.O.V.

- I'm supposed to help build the Miss Mystic float for the Founders' Day parade. If I don't I get the wrath of Caroline but I wanted to check in first, tells me Elena. I pick up Stefan's phone since he is taking his shower.

- Well, I'm doing great, thanks for asking, I joke and smirk.

- Checking on Stefan, she tells annoyed.

- Oh, him? Oh, he's... he's terrible, I answer "lying" and smile to myself proudly.

- What's the matter? she questions worried.

- He's just back to boring, straight-laced, off the junk. You've successfully cured him of anything that was interesting about his personality.

- Don't forget who helped me.

- I hate myself and Gillian, I say laughing a bit. Did Uncle John mention anything to you about my field trip with the history teacher?

- I'm sure you don't, she smirks. No. I'm still been avoiding him. Why? What's he up to?

- I don't know. But I'd love if you could find out for me.