"𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 selfish, but i like that about you" "𝐁𝐞 careful if i didn't know any better i'd think you cared about me"
"𝐈 will find out what you're hiding 𝑩𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒍𝒚𝒏 𝑩𝒆𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒕𝒕"
𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐥𝐲𝐧 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐭, Bonnie Bennett's older si...
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𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 Brooklyn never wanted to experience in her lifetime.
1. Parenthood, why would she want to raise a child that could turn out like her, or worse could turn her into her mother.
2. Becoming a vampire, I mean come on why would she want to feed on blood to stay alive, have you tasted blood?
3. Being shot, pretty self explanatory really.
But we all know that we can't always get what we want, so that is how Brooklyn ended up on the floor in the middle of the woods with a bullet in her thigh and a bullet in her stomach.
"Damon, if I die right now, so help me I will come back for the sole purpose of murdering you" she cursed under her breath as one of the deputies dragged him away, clutching her stomach in agony.
How did this happen you ask? Well, apparently Sheriff's deputies have extremely bad aim.
Following Mason into the woods, the three exchanged looks before stopping in front of him. The disappointment was evident on Brooklyn's face, but it didn't appear that Mason cared.
"Don't look so surprised, you knew this was inevitable." Damon started, and when he didn't make a move, the girl felt that something was wrong. "Go ahead, run, I'll give you a head start."
Before anything else could be said, shots rang out and Brooklyn was on the floor in a pool of her own blood.
"Why are they using normal bullets to hunt vampires," she spat out, clutching her stomach and fighting the urge to scream.
"You used the wrong gun," one of the deputies scolded the other one, throwing the pistol across the ground.
"Thank you, Mason," Liz Forbes said, grabbing the girl by the shirt and taking her into the old Lockwood Cellar.
When Damon came to, the panic was evident when he looked for Brooklyn. The wooden bullet being shot into his leg was the last thing on his mind.
"This is how it's gonna work, answer me and you don't get shot, understand? How many of you are there?" she pushed, gun pointed at him.
"Liz please-" she shot him again.
"How did you fool us? How do you walk in the sun?" she asked again, when she heard no response she shot Stefan. "I will drag this out painfully,"
