Insomanic [N.M]

2. Salvatore memories

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It did not take a long time for the tribrid to get there. Ana looked outside her cab window to see the 'Welcome to Mystic Falls' signboard. A wave of nostalgia hit here as she closed her eyes with a small smile.

FLASHBACK 

MYSTIC FALLS [1864]

Ana gave Katherine one last reassuring smile as they had reached to the Salvatore house.

"Do not worry, Katerina. He won't find us here." Ana told her as the carriage came to a halt in front of a beautiful white mansion. Emily was the first one to step out of the carriage, followed by Katherine and lastly, Ana.

Damon and Stefan, who stood at the entrance to greet the two woman, were completely in awe. They walked towards them and stopped. Damon's eyes were glued to Katherine as she smiled. Katherine looked at Stefan as she noticed something. Stefan's eyes never left Ana even for a second. His gaze was fixed onto her face with a fond smile. Long, wavy brown hair with a few blonde strands, high cheekbones, full pink lips, button nose and honey brown eyes. 

"You must be Miss Pierce and Miss Blair." Damon said, raising Katherine's hand to his lips and kissing them.

"Please, call me Katherine." Katherine replied with a smile as she curtsied.

Stefan gently took Ana's hand and placed a lingering kiss on it.  

"I'm Stefan." He introduced as Ana unknowingly blushed.

"I'm Anastasia." She replied with a small, shy smile, curtsying.

FLASHBACK OVER

The cab had pulled up to the boarding house as she pulled out her suitcases. In one hand was her black leather trench coat, dangling off her elbow. In the other, was her suitcase. She walked on the uneven cobblestone path and waited at the door. Ana patiently tapped her ballerina flats and waited for someone to open the door. After just a few seconds of waiting, she grew impatient. Ana just flicked her hand as the doors opened. She had been to the boarding house many times before. She also had a room specifically for her. Ana was a woman with very high standards. She strictly told Damon that none of her things were to be touched by anyone while she was gone.

The brunette poured herself a glass of bourbon and gulped it down in one go. Just then, two voices were heard. Damon and Stefan. Ana placed the glass down as she turned around. In an instant, Stefan's hands were wrapped around her throat and she was pinned to the wall, assuming she was a stranger, when all he could see was her back. The color from his face drained as he took a good look at her face. In a flash, Ana smoothly flipped them over. Now, Stefan was on the ground as Ana straddled him with her hands choking his neck. She pressed her perfectly manicured red nails against his skin as a little blood streamed down his neck.