After Emily Gilbert basically went through hell and back she finds herself where she first started, traveling with Klaus, the only difference is that Stefan is also with them and she's a vampire. While adjusting to vampirism they end up back in Myst...
"Good morning." I smile as I shift on my side looking over at Damon. He's tracing his finger over the tattoo on my wrist. "What is it ?" He asks referring the the dates. "Well...it's Vicki's birthday." I sigh getting up and his expression turns regretfull that he brought it up. "Well I think you're tattoos are hot." He tries to save it and I raise my eyebrows at him. "You think the tattoos of the birthdays of my dead loved ones are hot?" I say and he looks nervous. "Well I like the butterfly ones."
"It represents death." I say and he goes quiet until I start laughing. "I'm messing with you. Calm down." I continue laughing. "Oh my god the look on your face."
It does not actually represent death, I just happen to like butterflies.
"You're mean." He fake pouts getting off the bed. "You love it." I smile.
I'm wearing Damon's Jersey it's long enough to cover enough but I have to go to school so I kinda need real clothes. Fortunately I have clothes in my new room. Yep I have to live here now but I don't mind.
I walk out of his room over to my room which is just a few room down the hall. Okay new year new me but still Klaus' bitch.
I change into a tank top that shows just a little bit of cleavage and black jeans with healed boots and my leather jacket. My hair look okay- ish but I run a curling iron through it and then exit the room to downstairs.
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As I walk down the stairs there are two dead girls on the floor and I groan in disgust stepping over them. As I enter the living room there are even more partially alive girls that Stefan is feeding on. Well this is creepy.
Not only is he feeding on them but they are playing twister and there's blood on the mat. Okay so Stefan's extreme is literally extreme
"Stef. Where's Elena?" I question walking over to him and sitting on the chair arm. "You were supposed to be watching her." He answers. "No. No we agreed that you were gona watch her first." I argue.
"Maybe if you weren't busy having sex with Damon then you would know where she is." He raises his eyebrows.
"Whatever, can we just find her so Klaus doesn't kill us please and thanks." I say getting up. He gets up holding up one of the girl's wrists. "You want a taste?"
"I'm not hungry."
He takes some of the blood from the girls wrist onto his thumb finger and walks closer to me and he touches my chin softly with his hand and he's uncomfortably close as he runs his finger smudging the blood across my bottom lips. "Too close buddy wrong sister.." I back up. "In fact, wrong doppelgänger." I add and he rolls his eyes. "More for me." He shrugs spinning the spinner for the twister game.
"Uh-oh. Alexandra, left hand, please."
she gives him her hand and he bites into it. As I smell the blood my face transforms but I control it.
