Stiles POV
The next morning, I woke up early, and jumped into the shower before getting ready for the day ahead. I was busy, busy, today.
I didn't have much time left.
I decided to be myself more today and wear a pair of denim ripped jeans, with a black long sleeved crop top, pairing them with a pair of Christian Louboutin knee-boots. I wore one of my Lapis Lazuli bracelets.
I grabbed one of my leather jackets before making my way downstairs.
Damon's been in the cell that we had in the basement for 5 days now. He was knocked out until 2 days ago, but I still haven't been able to do my job, as I'm always coming up to a dead end. Which isn't good.
I decided to go check on Damon, see if he's desiccated yet. With a bit of luck, he has.
As I stood at the door, looking through the gap - that had small metal bars through it - my eyes landed on Damon.
He didn't look good, if anything he looked on the verge of desiccation. But that's good for me.
"Stiles. Let me out" He gasped out, hoping I'd help him.
"No can do, brother. If I let you out, I'll be joining you" I told him, before walking into the room where my chest freezer was, where I keep my blood bags.
Grabbing one, I made my way upstairs, and out to my car. I wasn't going to stay in. I had my own life, and since I wasn't getting anywhere with my job, I decided to drink the day away at the grill.
I knew I couldn't drink anyone's blood. Even if I compelled them to forget. I'll be the next one in that cell.
I walked over to the bar flagging down the bar man. "I'll have a glass of wine" I ordered, but surprisingly a bottle was put in front of me, along with a glass. "On the house" He winked at me before walking off.
Wow, a free bottle of wine. And no compulsion.
I poured myself a drink, looking around the grill, seeing that there was hardly anyone here, which is a surprise. It's everyone's hang out spot.
I had just finished my bottle of wine when I received a message from Stefan.
Damon's escaped and Zach's dead. - Stefan
How the hell as he managed to escape? Zach wouldn't have let him out, I know for a fact. He was the one who gave Stefan the vervain.
I ran my hand through my hair before making sure I had my phone and car keys, before walking outside and jumped into my car to head home.
I guess that's the Salvatore name over with now. Since me and my brothers are the only Salvatore's left alive, well as alive as we are.
As I pulled up, Stefan was just opening the door to Elena, but by the look on his face, he didn't know she was there.
"What are you?" Elena demanded as soon as he opened the door. "Oh boy... I guess she knows" I spoke up as I stepped out of my car, making them both look at me.
"No, I don't" Elena denied. "Of course, you do. You just don't want to believe it" I told her, as I walked over to them, sitting down on the wall, on the porch.
"Stiles" Stefan warned me, giving me a look telling me to shut up, before he looked back towards Elena, who, may I add, looked freaked out.
I know I said I didn't want to deal with her screaming vampire to the whole town, but screwing shit up for Stefan, was so much more fun.
"You do, or you wouldn't be here" Stefan stated, making me roll my eyes. That's basically what I bloody said!
"It's not possible. It can't be" Elena denied, not wanting to believe it.
"Everything you know, and every belief you have is about to change. Are you ready for that?" Stefan asked her, dragging it out.
Just tell her, for god sake.
"What. Are. You?" She asked again, strongly.
Knowing Stefan was going to weasel out of it, I decided to tell her. "For crying out loud! We're vampires, darling. The three of us are vampires. The original Salvatore siblings" I told her.
"I shouldn't of come" Elena told us, starting to walk backwards, towards her car. "Please" Stefan called, trying to make her listen to him first, but she ignored him.
I rushed in front of her, stopping her. "And where do you think you're going, little Miss curious? Just hear him out" I told her.
"How-How did you do that?" She stuttered making me smirk.
She tried to step past me, but I stood in front of her blocking her again. She tried 2 more times, until she realized I wasn't going to let her past. "Let me go" She begged.
"Nu-hu. You need to listen to him. You came here wanting to know the truth, so shut up and listen to him" I told her, glaring down at her.
"Elena, there are things you need to know" Stefan spoke as he walked over to stand next to me and in front of her.
She didn't listen. Instead she side-stepped him, and he let her.
She didn't even look back, she jumped into her car and sped off. Leaving Stefan upset and me pissed off.
If she blabs, I will kill her!
I flicked my eyes over to Stefan. "You need to make sure she doesn't spill, Stefan. If she does she'll become my midnight snack" I warned him before making my way up to my bedroom.
I loved my room, especially now that it was all done. Thank god.
My en' suite was finished along with my bedroom and closet. I even had my own mini bar that was fully stocked, a big flat screen TV. Basically it had everything I needed.
After a couple of drinks and a nice bubble bath, I jumped into bed for the night.
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FanfictionMy name is Genim Salvatore, but everyone calls me Stiles. I'm forever 23. Now you're probably wondering how the hell can I be forever 23? Well, I'm a vampire, in fact so is my twin brother Damon and our younger brother Stefan. We were turned in 1864...