A story where Bonnie and Damon has a daughter, Stephanie Bennett. She's still getting the hang of her magic. She wanted to try to have a normal life but couldn't due to the fact that she's a witch and part vampire. She then attends the Salvatore boa...
"Jackson?" I furrowed my eyebrows. "what are you doing here." I asked confused. "so this is why you left mystic falls." he asked putting his left hand onto my lower back. "well, yes. but i'ts a reason why." I replied. "I knew there was something different about you." he chuckled. "so you've been stalking me, hm interesting." I huffed. "I've always been watching you Stephanie." he said swaying me around causing our lips to be an inch apart. "why." I asked making eye contact with him. "ever since I heard about your name. I've done some digging about your family. may I say, they were history." he said twirling me around. "so what are you." I asked. "vampire. wasn't it obvious." he smirked.
"No, if it were I would've been knew about you." I sighed. "well, you've got eyes on you." he whispers into my ear. "I don't blame him." he shrugged. I have a feeling he's talking about Mg. he then uses both of his hands onto my waist swaying me across the room. "he likes you. but I like you more." he says pulling me into him causing my breathe to hitch. "what is this? a game to you." I furrowed my eyebrows. "maybe it is. run away with me." he sighed. I shook my head and looked at him crazy. "No, are you crazy." I pulled away. "Stephanie, don't cause a scene." he pleaded holding onto my wrist. pulling away from his touch. I quickly walked away not wanting to think about what just happened.
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I only know the guy for a day and he's already asking me this insane question. Making my way into the kitchen Jackson follows. "Seriously, and now your following me?" I scoffed. "Fine, yes. The first day of school I been knew who you were. But your different Stephanie." he furrowed his eyebrows. I backed away while Jackson gotten closer. Grabbing a glass bottle I smashed it onto his head. "I tried being nice, there's a vampire standing right outside your home while your daddy's playing cop with the sheriff." "I advise you to think wisely of your next choice." He huffed wiping the blood off his face.
"What do you want from my family Jackson." I gulped. "I want revenge." He chucked. "For what." I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "that uncle of yours. Rings a bell?. Stefan Salvatore." "What could my uncle possibly do for you to want revenge." I asked. "He killed my father." He flared his nose. "I'm sorry. But he's dead. I don't know what else more you could want." "That's were you come in." Jackson took a step forward and compelled me. "Call your father and tell him he has a guest waiting for him." I did what he told me to. Not because he compelled me I couldn't be compelled.
I've taken vervain my entire life, I even wear it around me. Dialing my fathers phone number. He picks up. "Dad." "He kid, how's everything." He asks. "Umm...everything is good." "You have a guest waiting for you." I said. "What? I'm confused here. What guess Stephanie." My father asks. Jackson takes the phone from me and puts it into speaker. "Oh poor Damon Salvatore. Don't plan on letting your daughter die like your brother did do you now?. "If you lay one finger onto my daughter I will rip your heart out. Do you hear me?. "Yes, loud and clear." He sneered.
I gave Jackson a death stare and he began to put both his hands onto his head yelling in pain. "Next time you won't have to think for a second to think low of me." I said feeling blood drip from my nose. Examining it I was scared. Nothing like this ever happened before. Running out the room I went to find Alaric.
