The Heavenly Appeal {A Vampire Diaries Fan Fiction}

{12} Passing Of Time

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Chapter Twelve

Passing Of Time

=-Mystic Falls, Virginia-=

2009

I watched as the car disappeared at the next turn. The moment I took another step on the pathway early morning, I was encased in a hug. I breathed in the smell of French vanilla with the soothing scent of honey. Caroline. "Oh, my gosh. I just heard about what happened," she told me sadly. "Elena called."

"Of course," I muttered rather bitterly.

Hush up, it's not her fault, I scolded myself.

Everyone made bad bets throughout their lives and this was one of them. Unfortunately, the cost had been Sheila's life and Damon's Katherine wasn't even in that damn tomb. I had spent the night over Bonnie's holding on to her curled figure and waiting for her dad to arrive to take my place. It had been a long night and I barely slept a wink when her dad came, carrying Bonnie's sleeping figure to her room before giving me a somewhat quiet ride here. I found out his name was Rudy Hopkins; he asked who I was, why I was there, and how I knew his family. I answered as simply as I could, blinking back the tears and need of sleep as best as I could.

Caroline pulled away from me. She was wearing pajama shorts and a tank top, her hair in a low ponytail. "You alright?"

Before I could answer, my younger brother walked out of the house and took Caroline's spot. Ignoring my weary expression, he pulled me into another hug. Why are they giving me hugs so much? "I was worried after Elena's phone call. What were you doing there anyways?"

"I was hanging out with Bonnie."

"We waited for you," Caroline told me. We all glanced up at the darkened sky. From the looks of it, it was only three in the morning.

Winslow inspected for any wounds, pleased that he found none. "You feel okay?"

"Yes."

"You're all sweaty." My second cousin stared at me incredulously. "Are you wearing Elena's clothes?"

"I am, thanks for noticing." I snapped sarcastically, pushing away from Winslow. Disregarding the hurt on her face, I marched into the house. "Now if everyone can just go back to whatever you guys were doing, I'll be going to my room."

I heard Winslow comfort Caroline about my snappy attitude before I slammed the door behind me. Leaving Elena's clothes in piles on the floor, I changed into more comfortable pajamas. All I wanted to do was sleep, but I found myself slipping out of my room and into the bathroom in silence. The lights were still turned on in the living room and if I listened hard enough, I could hear the soft murmurings of my family. They were worried for me, but I didn't really understand what for. Bonnie was the one who had lost a family member; for all they knew, I never even spoke to Sheila before.

Washing my face and hands until my skin turned pink, I dried myself with a towel and took out the contacts from my eyes. Freak of nature, a voice whispered in my ears as I met the weak gaze of my reflection.

They were not murky green as they once were but unusual mixtures of color. Unsurprisingly, they were one of the things Father had always complained about me when I was a child, but as I grew up, I began to care less for my father's words and openly proclaimed my favor for their eccentricity. My stare lowered the the jewelry on my neck - the choker Sheila had given me, and I pressed my thumb on the pendant slowly as if it were the last time; the light thrums of energy gave me small comfort.