Wreckless (Vampire Diaries)

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The pain I was seeming to experience were encased in crucial slow waves. It felt like my insides were being consumed by fire. Sadness had now been replaced with a burning madness. I felt like I wanted to rip someones head off. Not just for the fun of it but for the lovely crack of the spine that would break if I twisted hard enough.

Nick had barged into the room right after what Bella had said. He insisted that he would take me home. I was shivering, and as pale as a dead corpse which scared Nick to death. I tried to tell him that I was not feeling really well before we went out to The Grill. I was lying, of course, and he knew it. But just played along. Maybe I was trying to convince myself that it was just a little stomach bug and it would go away by tomorrow morning. Even though I knew very well that this wasn't just a normal stomach ache.

I grabbed hard onto the leather passenger's seat as another throbbing wave hit me. I tried to swallow the big lump in my throat but that only seemed to make it grow larger. 

"Niklaus somethings happening," I gasped.

This time the fire in my stomach had seemed to rise in across my whole body. It washed over me like a cold glass of water. 

I could feel it tingling at the ends of my hands and toes. I tried to shake the feeling off, but it wouldn't stop. My nerves seemed as if they were being set ablaze.

I take a dry gulp of oxygen as if it was going to be my last, but that only caused the burning sensation to travel to nostrils and into my brain. I groaned in agony trying to fight it off as it corrupted my own body. 

When Bella told me that someone would close to me would bring me pain, for some reason my brain went right to Elena.

The feelings of Elena kept coming back into my brain. The thought of dying, and the cause being her because she wanted something I had, to save me. Oh, it drove me off the wall. After all of these years of seeing her happy with her friends and her precious boyfriend. While I stood in the corner watching as she became happy while I was suffering. Oh but I could show her suffering. She had always tried to fix me, picking out all of my emotions and throwing them in the trash. Maybe she doesn't notice it, but she has to know that I am hurting watching her achieve the life that I could never have. I mean she basically hid me in my bedroom because I wasn't the perfect sister in the world. Did I embarrass her? Did I do something wrong?! 

"I need to get out of the car."

Niklaus turned to me as if I was a lunatic, if he didn't pull over he was going to see a real lunatic.

"Now!" I exclaimed.

He quickly swerved off of the interstate. Once we were off the highway I opened my door not even caring if the truck was not fully stopped yet.

I stumbled out and landed roughly on the ground. The fire was now swallowing my body whole. And it slowly felt like someone else was gaining control. I doubled over in pain.

I felt a hand on my arm trying to pull me up. I growled as I felt the warmth of another being on me. I rapidly grabbed the hand that lingered on my arm and with a quick flick of my wrist, I heard a satisfying crack. The person the broken now broken ligament belonged to was Niklaus, but for some reason, I didn't care. 

He groaned, clutching his injured arm. His eyes turning a vibrant yellow. His mouth now opens held four sharp fangs. 

"How dare you, you have no power against me," he growled!

A smirk made its way across my lips. I stretched my fingers and looked at the newly erected talons that replaced my usually short fingernails. I felt needle-like teeth form in my mouth. I ran a finger across a tooth only to get poked. I felt the taste of blood fill my mouth. I smiled sickly at the metallic after-taste.   

I cocked my head to the side. Was he challenging me? I smiled as wide as my lips would let.

Elena. Even her name made me want to vomit. Something in my head was telling me to kill her. Although it would solve the biggest problem in my life, I couldn't get myself to do something so cruel. But that didn't mean I wasn't going to make her suffer. Yes, I would take away her happiness like she slowly took away mine. She was going to feel how jealousy felt, and, oh, she was gonna feel what suffering felt like.

I was going to take what mattered to her the most. Her precious protectors. Once I'm done with them their gonna be begging at my feet. The Salvatore brothers.

"Game on."

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Hello, fellow readers of Wreckless. I am terribly sorry for such a late update. I've lately been trying to edit some of the published chapters. And OMG I was kind of all over the place back then. But it will all get cleaned up a bit. (I know its kinda short *sigh* but it's late and I have school tomorrow sooooo yeah.)

P.S. - See the new cover *wink wink* *nudge nudge* what do ya think?

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