A large bag of chips, a two liter bottle of cola and a television. Mehr did one not need to get over a heartbreak, right? He let himself fall in the couch and grabbed the remote controller. He pushed a button and the Simpsons came on. Homer Simpson was strangling Bart Simpson. “Ha, don’t Du just Liebe a classic?” Jeremy looked aside and saw Anna lying Weiter to him, her feet comfortably on the coffee table. She put her hand in the bag and took some chips. “I hope Du don’t mind. Paprika are my favorite” she sagte and she put the chips in her mouth. “Is this your new strategy? Schauspielen homy instead of freaking me out?” Anna shrugged. “It was getting kind of old” she said. She took the bottle, opened it and drank from it. “I can’t speak for Vicky, though. Girl’s a bit… not completely sane” “She’s not crazy!” Jeremy defended his death girlfriend. “She’s just…really troubled”
“Jeremy, who are Du talking to?”
Elena entered the living room and worriedly looked at her brother.
“No one” Jeremy quickly said, his head turning red. “The television” Elena looked at the TV. “Since when do Du watch The Simpsons? Du hate it” she sagte frowning. “Yeah, so does Bonnie” Jeremy explained. “Oh, I get it” Elena sagte understanding. She sank down Weiter to him, Jeremy looked at the spot she sat on. “What? Am I sitting on something?” Elena quickly asked. Jeremy shook his head. “No, no. All’s clear” he sagte distracted. Elena lay her hand on his thy. “If it helps, I don’t get it either” she said. “Damon and Bonnie?” she asked unbelieving, Mehr to herself than Jeremy. “Bonnie and Damon?” Jeremy said, just as unbelieving as Elena. “What does she see in him?” “What does he see in her?” Elena fired back. Jeremy averted his head so fast he nearly snapped his own neck. He angry looked at his sister. “Bonnie is a great girl! She can have anyone!” he defended his ex-girlfriend. “Why do Du care anyway? You’re with Stefan, remember?” Elena felt her cheeks warm up and she focused on a stain on the coffee table. “This isn’t about Stefan” she said, not very convincing. “She dumped you. She hurt my little brother. I’m supposed to hündin about her”
Jeremy raised his eyebrows. “Are Du sure it’s just about that? Like, Du haven’t been to the Salvatore house since last week, when Du checked on Damon. I thought Du were working on something?”
Elena shrugged. “I’ve been thinking about it and it seems best if I just leave it to the police. I mean, it’s their job” she sagte bored. Jeremy nodded.
“Jeremy, can Du please tell your sister to get of my lap?” Anna asked. Jeremy’s face stiffened. “What’s wrong?” Elena asked. “Nothing” Jeremy said, forcing a smile.