Im back bitches

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3 weeks later.....

I try to open my eyes but all I see is black. It's just dark but after a while my eyes adjust and I snicker to myself when I realize that my eyes are actually open but it's just dark. ...wait a freaking second, why the hell is it so dark?

I sit up- well actually I make the movements to sit up but before I could get anywhere my head bangs into something. "Oh fuck that hurt." I blurt out holding my head but I pause and the curiosity seems to dampen the pain that I just accidentally inflicted on myself and I realize that I can't move. Well I could move but the movements are very restricted. Like I'm in a box....

"Why would you possibly be in a box Emmy?" I question myself. God I am so hungry. I try to stretch already forgetting that I'm in some kind of confined space. My hand hits the box and I burst into a fit of choking when a bunch of dirt enters the box. It takes me a moment but I finally get it and and I breathe out. "Oh fuck no." Who the fuck just decided to bury me?!

I finally remember that I'm actually a vampire with super strength so I hold my breath and hurdle my fist towards the top of the box waiting for the cracking sound and bracing myself for all the dirt that is about to fall into my face but instead none of that happens. The only cracking sound was probably my fist which jolted the memory that however long I've been in here, I haven't had blood. So now I'm just a hungry weak vampire. I feel around looking for some kind of weapon. Maybe I'm just really lucky and have a knife on me. Okay nope i lie back down exhaling. At least I find my phone but it's dead. Who the hell buries someone with their phone? Ha amateurs.

After around five minutes of laying there, almost having a breakdown and then kicking and screaming I realize I have on heals and I basically scream which echoes off the box and almost deafens me but I'm too hopeful to study it. I use my foot to get the shoe off and edge it up the side of the coffin or box or whatever so that I can actually reach for the shoe with my hand which took about five minutes but I finally find it and I continuously bang it against the top of the box while covering my nose.

Suddenly a bunch of dirt falls straight into my mouth and eyes and nose causing a fit of coughing. I guess I wasn't as ready as I thought. I multitask to get the dirt and bugs out of my nose and also open the hole wider. I weave my hand through the dirt possibly almost dislocating my shoulder until I finally feel the fresh air on my fingers. I hold my breath and prepare for the struggle to get my whole body out of here.

As I get out, I collapse on my knees now that I finally have fresh air going into my lungs. After I catch my breath I try to stand up but my whole body aches. They could bury me with a phone but not a blood bag...

I try standing again and this time I fall right back onto my knees and a surge of memories flash through my head. I see myself killing Jay and then I see myself talking to Damon. I see Izzy telling me that she'll be gone for a few days because she's helping Bonnie, I see Stefan talking to Klaus and then the realization clicks when I see Damon's worried face and then me collapsing. Damn that was hella dramatic.

"I am going to freaking kill them for burying me in heels." I mutter to myself getting back up. Okay I'll just find a human, feed on them and find my way back. Maybe I'll feed on them just a little and then make them drive me to mystic falls.

I glance around trying to figure out which way to go until I hear a car so I stumble towards the noise. After a short while that felt like an hour because of the pain that is engulfing my body, I see the car driving towards my direction. "Here goes nothing." I mutter. I run into the center of the road. I brace myself for the impact of the car hitting me. Uhh why am I not flying across the street as yet? I open one eyes slowly and see the car come to a sudden stop. "Are you okay?" A boy's voice questions. I stand up straight and look him over. Damn he's hot. What the fuck. Such a shame his blood smells so good. I study the scene in front of me and realize there's someone else inside the car. A girl and she looks really disgusted and she's staring at me. "That your girlfriend?" I ask him. He furrows his eyebrows at me and nods uncomfortably. "Well that makes this a whole lot easier." I say and use whatever is left of my strength to vamp speed over to him and I sink my fangs into his neck and drink. It feels so good as the blood flows down my throat but I'm interrupted by the screams of his girlfriend so I stop. "Stay here....don't scream." I compell the guy and vamp speed with some renewed strength over to his girlfriend who's trying to run. "Don't move, don't scream, don't feel too left out you're next." I tell her and then go back to my meal.

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