She was innocent
They killed
She was scared
They weren't
This story is about the life of a sweet girl who suffered from her powers but was blessed to be mated to six vampires who wouldn't stop at anything to ensure she was happy and safe.
Mikaelson...
That was what I felt when my own bestfriend burnt me. She hurt me. She hurt me. How dare this brainless witch dare to hurt me after everything I've done for her. Even worse that bitch Caroline stood there and watched it happen. They should be greatful I'm their friend.
I mean, I didn't even want to show up but because I knew Bonnie and Care was going to be there I decided to just go. However, I can't get my mind to really focus, it's like everything is going out of control.
Life was going good for me even though my relationship with Matt had its ups and downs, I thought it would be unfair to both of us if we continued knowing I was slowly losing feelings for him. I knew he was gonna be hurt but, I rather end it now than prolong it and he feels even worse in the future.
The night of the accident, I knew I should have stayed home because it was family night but I was too selfish. I'm a teenager for fuck sake, of course I would want to go to parties. So I did what any normal teenager would do, I snuck out. I enjoyed it because I got to go to the party, got drunk but sadly, I had another miserable argument with Matt.
I took a walk to go clear my head because I felt everything was falling apart. What did I ever do to deserve this? Haven't I suffered enough?
*SOB*
*SOB*
My own parents died because of me. My dad was shouting at me because of my selfish mistake which cause him to take his eyes off the road and for us to end up going off the bridge. It wasn't even my fault. If they had stayed home, the accident wouldn't have happened. No, if Stefan had sticked to human blood instead of his animal blood diet, he would have been able to save my parents as well.
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Why am I the one stuck with feeling the guilt, pain, hatred, sadness and anxiety. I have to relive the moment that I was alone the moment I woke up in a hospital finding out my parents are dead and I was found on the side of the road. I mean, I should be happy that at least I'm alive right, but I can't, because I caused my brother and I to lose our parents.
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