Episode Stills ↦ 4x18: American gótico

The door of Damon’s bedroom went open and Katherine walked in with a breakfast plate. Damon looked up with a weird expression. “What are you doing, Katherine?” “Bringing you breakfast, of course” she said lifting the plate. She walked to the cama and crawled on it. “It has all your favorites” she said pleased with herself. Damon looked at the plate. “No, these are all your favorites” Damon said. “You’re lucky I’m not picky” He took one of the sandwiches and bit it. “You know, if you’re hitting on me, you can just-” He stopped and gagged. Katherine looked at Damon...

A woman with brown curly hair was cleaning the lunch mesa, tabela while looking at the clock on the mural every five seconds. Her husband was gone working. She still couldn’t believe it. How could he be so calm. “Don’t worry, Rachel, she’s with Derek. She called you, that means she’s learning to be responsible” Responsible, my ass, Rachel thought. Responsible would be coming início after school instead of hanging around with that boyfriend of hers. And could she really trust him? After all he was a seventeen ano old guy who probably did his thinking with his dick instead of his head. As...

Present Day
Jeremy was brushing his teeth when he saw Anna’s reflection in the mirror. He should have startled, but he just spit out the toothpaste and washed his mouth. “When I turn around you’ll be gone, won’t you?” he said. He saw Anna shrugging her shoulders. “You’ll never know if you don’t try” she said. Jeremy turned around and to his surprise Anna was still standing por the window-ledge. “How is this possible?” Jeremy asked. “How can you be standing there while I know you’re dead? I saw how they took you. And Damon said they killed you” Anna looked down. “Damon...