POV MoniqueElena gives Bonnie and I another look, urging us to talk about our Wiccan heritage.
"How about we talk about practice?"
Caroline asked, trying to get us to talk about something else.
"No, Bonnie and Monique's family has a long lineage of witches."
Elena told Stefan, she looks at Bonnie to continue the conversation.
"It's really cool."
Elena said.
"Cool isn't the word I'd use."
"You're right Bon, witches aren't cool.
Their badass."Bonnie sighs at my comment.
"Well, it's certainly interesting."
Bonnie looks at Stefan, when mentions about the Celtic druids that migrated in Mystic Fall around the 1800s.
"Our family came by way of Salem."
Blessed their souls.
"Really? Salem witches?"
"Yeah."
"I would say that's pretty cool."
"Really? Why?"
"Salem witches are heroic examples of individualism and non-conformity."
"Yeah, they are."
I stood as everyone looks at me questioningly.
"The door."
Then, the doorbell rang, they looked at each other.
Elena goes to open the door.
And guess who it could be,
Damon Salvatore...
And Kimberly?"Hey Lena, I heard you were doing dinner, so we brought dessert."
Kimberly pushed the dessert in Elena's arms, as she walks inside the house, like she owns the place.
"Oh?"
Elena said, making sure she doesn't drop the cake.
"Hope you don't mind."
Damon said, waiting for the moment Elena invites him in.
"Oh, I'm pretty sure she minds, since neither of you were invited."
I said, making it obvious that they should leave, but Kimberly just kept smiling at me.
Yeah, Damon definitely compelled her.
Kimberly wouldn't smile at me, since her and I dated the same guy.
Instead of blaming the cheating
ass-hat, she blamed me instead.Like, why the hell would I date someone else's boyfriend.
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FanfictionI had to rewrite my story, since I couldn't find it in my drafts, and I didn't see it upload.