I've been around for a long ass time. I've experienced a lot and have probably seen every single version of myself my head can come up with.
I've been Kind-Sam, Psycho-Sam, Philosophical-Sam, Broody-Sam... I've been through quite a lot of different personas in my lifetime. But somehow, I always end up being Drunk-&-Sad-Sam, just like right now.
As always, I'm at the Mystic Grill, ordering bottles, since a single glass just won't do the trick anymore.
Sheriff : You know, I said I'll overlook you underage-drinking in public, but that's taking it a bit far, don't you think?
I turn around and see Sheriff Forbes looking at me with a bit of disappointment on her face. Why though, I'm only at bottle 4 yet.
Sam : Are you gonna arrest me now, Sheriff?
She sits down besides me and orders herself a glass of water.
Sheriff : I don't mean that as the Sheriff, but as a mother who's got a daughter that's the same age as you.
I smile weakly, then take another sip out of the bottle. The cold, brown liquor burns it's way down my throat.
Sam : With all due respect, Sheriff, I don't need a supervisor.
Sheriff : I'm not too sure about that.
I scoff and roll my eyes.
Sam : Look, you, worrying about lil' ol' me, that's nice and all... but what I do in my free time, that's my thing.
Sheriff : Free time? You're skipping school right now.
I just hum in response.
Sheriff : I know when I'm not welcomed, so I'll leave now. Just know that whenever you want to talk about something, you can come to me.
It's a bit confusing, since Forbes never showed any real interest in me or what I do before and now wants to act like my psychologist all of a sudden, but I nod anyway, just wanting her to leave me the hell alone.
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After Damon picked me up from the Grill, we walk home, just to see Anna and Pearl already waiting there for us.
Pearl: Hello, Salvatores.
Damon: Ever hear of knocking?
Pearl: An invitation wasn't necessary. I'm surprised that no living person resides here. Is it just you two and your brother?
Anna: Yeah. How do you keep out unwelcome vampires?
Sam: We kill them.
Damon runs towards Pearl and tries to strangle her. Pearl twists his wrist and pushes him to the floor.
Anna wants to attack Damon as well, but I just need to take a step forward with a glare on my face, making both of them hold their movements.
Pearl: Samuel, Damon, have a seat. I was hoping we could have a word.
Damon: Sure.
They then look at me, expecting me to agree as well.
Pearl : Samuel...
Sam : I don't take orders from inferior vampires.
Pearl : I can assure you that my daughter and I know of our position here. I didn't mean to sound like I was handing out orders, I simply want to have a word with the two of you.
I look to Damon, who just shrugs.
Sam : Fine, I guess. But the second you overstep a line again, like putting your dirty ass hands on my brother, I'll kill your daughter right in front of ya.
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THIRD'S THE CHARM | The Vampire Diaries x Male OC
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