Love is a killer

Chapter 1

Sheraphine walked up to the Salvatore Boarding house, a little smirk on her full pink lips. Her bright blue eyes scanned the place around herself, looking for any surprises or dangers. She saw the building towering over herself and perked an eyebrow while knocking on the front door a few times.

Wonder is Zack remembers me…he was only ten when I was here last time. He was such a sweet little kid…no one seemed to ever be able to hurt him…Small comments were always running over his lips and the same lips held a smile filled with mischief and small dimples seemed to always be present on his cheeks. Something he hated…everyone else adored.

After a while and no one answered the door, she simply walked inside. Or righter said…tried. She looked at the door confused and then tried again, anger flaring through her eyes. “What the hell?” She mumbled to herself. She could always walk inside a house that was owned by a Salvatore. “Zack?” She called out, knocking again.

She sighed and was about to turn around and leave when she felt a sharp pain in her neck. A gasped for air and then her knees buckled and she fell to the floor un continues.

A throbbing head ace was forming and her eyes slowly adjusted to the dark around her. She slowly lifted her head and looked around.  She tried to stand up, but couldn’t. Simply because she had ropes around her wrists and ankles and those freaking ropes were soaked in vervain.

Nope, this wasn’t one of the best receptions I had gotten…Damn this…I had this nagging feeling that this wasn’t any good…at all.

She groaned and hissed in pain, her bright blue eyes meeting a pair of cold once. She arched a perefectly bowed eyebrow and tilted her head slightly to the side. “Damon Salvatore…my, my…you don’t remember little ol’ me?” she asked with a little pout on her lips.

He narrowed his eyes at the blond and smirked. “Oh, darling…I would have remembered a beautiful face like yours” he said, stroking one of his thumbs down her cheek and trailed down his neck.

She rolled her eyes and turned her head away from his hand. “mhm…You don’t remember the little flirt down town? When you walked in to me…and all my things flew over the place and you helped me fetch it back?” she asked and then looked at him with a wicked smile. “You even asked me for dinner to make it up later” she finished while tilting her head to the side. “I’m disappointed” she added, winking an eyebrow and then broke free from the ropes when she’d regained some of her strength.

What?! I was old…the vervain only weakened me for a few moments…

“Sera? But how? Why did you leave me? I though you loved me” he started and then ran a hand through is raven black hair.

That’s right. Damon fell for me, just like I fell for him. But I couldn’t. He was too innocent to come in to my world. In reality I shouldn’t have been there more than a few days, but I was there for a year. But one night I left, because there father became more and more suspicious on me.  

“I did love you, Damon…but I had to leave, after all…your oh so dear father tried to kill me” she said with a little shrug of her shoulder.

He snorted and leaned on the door frame while looking at me. “Why? I could have come with you, you know…you could have turned me” he said in aa firm voice while he narrowed his eyes.

Sheraphine smile slightly and turned away from him, walking around the room in a bored manner. “You were so innocent, Damon…I just couldn’t ruin your life” she said with a sight and then looked at him; running her hands through her blond hair. “You had a brother…you had family…I couldn’t take that from you” she said in a soft tone.

He stood quiet, not really knowing what to say about this…he loved here…he wanted her back…

“Where is Zack?” she asked while pressing her lips together.

I couldn’t be falling again. He wasn’t the same, I wasn’t the same anymore. I had only seen him for what?! Five minutes and I was already in love again.

“Dead” was his final answere. She felt her pain skin go even pailer as her eyes widened and she looked at him in disbelief.

“No, no ,no this can’t be happening… This is just great… Yeah… that’s like throwing me on the fire. Happy my ring still work.” She muttered and walked by Damon and up the stairs. She came to an end before she walked by a window. She nibbled her lower lip and then stuck her hand in to the light, hissing as her skin started to sizzle and turn red and wobbly.

“Great…now I have to stay here…of all fucking places…here” she growled and watched as her skin turned back to its normal fair pail skin.

She growled and kicked a table, making it fly over the room and crash in to the wall across the hallway.

“Why the fuck does this happen to me?” she explained while clenching her jaw.

What have I done to deserve this?! When the Salvatore line end’s, the ring stop working. Happy the witch made it so I was inside the next time, it stopped working. Just my type of luck, trapped her with Damon Salvatore. Former lover and the only man I had ever loved in my 799 year old life. Jupp sounds like me…

“We have to talk” Damon said from behind me. “And since you can’t go out, we can talk all day long” He said while smirking at me., crossing his arms over his chest.

“Yeah, let’s talk” she growled while clenching her jaw and fists. “How did Zack die?”

“I killed him yesterday. Why?” Damon told and asked.

She squinted her eyes.

That fitted, I had been running all night and to I came to this house, I hadn’t been in another house.

“Great, back to be a slave of the dark. Juhu, my life is so great. Stupid witches, with their stupid deals and stupid spells for stop working. Stupid, stupid, stupid” She grumbled while starting to pace.

“I have missed you” He said while pulling her  in to a tight hug. “But I don’t think I can forgive you for what you did to me” he said and then stab her in the heart with one of the wooden stakes Stefan had laying in  drawer.

Their bright blue eyes met.

I saw the pain, the guilt, the love. But most of all, the betrayl.

She sank to her knees, her hand moved up to pull the stake out, but they were to weak. They wouldn’t do as she wanted. She started to couch and blood came out and made a puddle on the floor…

She looked up at Damon one last time and then closed her eyes; falling to the ground and her skin had a greyish tone and the veins were showing more clear.