The Forgotten Black

~ 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟯𝟳 ~

☆ 𝐴𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑎 ☆

"a killing spree does sound quite fun"

I downed what felt like 10 glasses of bourbon, music blasting though the walls of the Salvatore boarding house.

My hips swaying, my feet tapping on the wooden table in the living room.

I was too into my head to hear the door open, until someone shut the music off.
I groaned and stopped dancing, I turned around and saw Damon leaning against the door frame.

"What do you think you are doing?" he asked me as he looked around the room at the broken glasses and bottles and the cushions that I threw of the couch.

"What does it look like" I jumped of the table and walked over to him.
My body was flushed up against his "I'm having fun"

"By drinking MY bourbon" he shoved me away rolling his eyes.
He walked past the table and couch and stopped when he saw what was behind it.

"Why is Enzo dead on the floor" he almost glared at me.
"We'll long story short. He came back to life. And meet my dad, then we got kidnapped by death eaters. And is now dead" I shrugged.
"I think that's it".

He looked at me curiously before his eyes widened "you turned it off!"
"Well did you really except me to keep it on after loosing Enzo again" I laughed like he was dumb.

"Have you killed anyone?" He looked at me trying to find some blood.
I rolled my eyes at him "just because I turned off doesn't mean I'm going to go on a killing spree".

"Though" I put my finders to my chin as if I was thinking.
I hopped on to the couch "a killing spree does sound quite fun" I smirked at Damon.

"No" he warned me.
"Why you did it, Stefan done it. Why can't I do it?".

"Yes we all did it but at the moment it felt amazing but trust me afterwards you will regret it".

"Well that moments not now. You know what I think I'll start with that bitch who stole my father, and his pathetic friends after" I grinned while planning their murder.

Damon sped in front of me and grabbed my wrists pulling me off the couch and against his body.
"You are not killing anyone" he spoke though gritted teeth.

Now I was annoyed.
I wasn't going to let him stop me from killing Harry and his friends.
After he stole my father he deserves it.

"Yes I am. You can't stop me" I growled pulling him wrists away from him.
"No I said I was going to protect you. So I'm not letting you go and do something stupid that you'll regret".

He went to grab me again but I moved away.
"I said NO!" I forced my magic out and flung his body against the wall.

"Fuck" he groaned out, he stood up quick ready to come at me again.
I flicked my wrist quickly making his neck snap and his body drop to the floor.

I flicked my hair behind my shoulder, "told you can't stop me".
I grabbed a bottle of bourbon taking a quick sip.
I breathed out, and smirk grew on my lips.

"Now it's time to pay for taking my father, Harry"