1874 New Orleans, Arabella's pov
It's my birthday and I hate it. Your birthday is something you're supposed to be exited about, and I used to love my birthday when I was still human, but now every time it's my birthday I try to forget about it. The reason for this is simple, I'm a twin, so usually on my birthday my twin, Stefan, would be there to celebrate with me along with my older brother, Damon. But for the last 10 years I haven't been able to celebrate with them and I don't know how long it will be until I do again, so I hate it, I just doesn't feel the same. So what I like to do on my birthday is get drunk and feed off of anything that breathes really. And that is what I am doing right now. I'm in the same bar I have been for the past 2 week since I met that guy, Elijah. I haven't really seen him since, and honestly I don't know if I'm really happy about that.
As I was feeding off a guy, Dylan I think his name is, someone came up and sat next to us "Careful love, you don't want to kill him now, do you?" I heard a British accent say. I look up and sat beside me is a blonde guy, blue eyes and is wearing some sort of suit, with a glass in his hand.
"Let me guess" I start "Vampire?"
"Indeed I am" he holds out his hand "My names Klaus"
I look at his hand then back up at him "Well, Klaus. As you can see I'm kinda busy right now, so if you could leave that would be great"
He laughs before he takes the guy I was feeding from and compels him to leave "Hey, I wasn't finished with him"
"Well you shouldn't be feeding a public area, love" he smirks
"Okay, can you not call me love, it's kinda creepy and I don't like it"
"Let's start over, you're gonna come with me and are not gonna say another word" He compels
"I'm sorry are you trying to compel me?" I question. He looks shocked and just looks at me for a minute before mumbling something that I couldn't quite make out.
He then grabs my arm and pulls me out of my seat "Come with me, love. There's some things we have to figure out.
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Present time Mystic Falls, Arabella's pov
I was woken up to a knock on my bedroom door and when I looked I saw Damon opening my door and come over to sit on my bed beside me "Ugh!" I exclaimed "Can't you just let me sleep, it's too early to get up yet"
"But it's your birthday" he said
"I hate my birthday" I say with my head under the covers
"What?" he questioned, shocked by what I just said "You used to love your birthday. You always woke me up early so I could give you your presents"
"Yeah, well that was before I died" I say with my head still under the covers.
Damon pulls the covers off me and hands me a small box "Happy birthday"
"You got me a present?" I was shocked he even remembered my birthday never mind getting me a present
"Of course I did, did you think I forgot or something?"
"Kinda, yeah" I mumble. Then open the present to see a simple, yet beautiful silver bracelet. It had a simple design of twisting about and even a few diamonds, and I unsteadily recognised it as my mothers. She used to wear it all the time, it was he favourite bit of jewellery that she owned. I just sat and looked at it with my mouth hanging open while Damon looked at smiling
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NOTHING CHANGES | e. mikaelson
VampirosArabella Salvatore is the little sister to Damon and Stefan Salvatore. She is the twin sister to Stefan but can act like Damon at times. What will happen when her past catches up with her? *I don't own any of the Tvd characters apart from Arabella*