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...
I started to get the hang of being a vampire. My eyesight was more clearer, and my hearing was something else. I could hear my parents have a conversation without being in the same room as them. One thing I started to notice about me is that I have this aggression. Like I'm more angrier at times. And that is totally the complete opposite of me. And all I have been craving more than anything is blood. Thinking about it made my fangs grow out my mouth. I yelled in pain. Both of my parents rushed into my bedroom. "What's wrong Steph." My mother asks with her eyes widen. I wasn't able to reply back. all I Could've done was cry in pain. "It's her fangs. She's hungry." My father was surprised. Knowing I had a blood bag not even an hour ago.
"Well get her another blood bag." My mother demanded. My father did what my mother told him to do. "I'm just so hungry mom." I said while looking at her neck. I didn't know what's gotten into me, but the blood bag wasn't doing any justice to me. I backed away scooting back into the Corner of my room. "I don't know what's wrong with me." I cried. My father handed me the blood bag quickly. I snatched it out of his hand and began to drink the blood from the straw, closing my eyes. Enjoying the blood running down my throat felt amazing. "I need more." I pleaded. "Stephanie you have to control your hunger. I don't have many blood bags right now." My father said kneeling down to me. He was right, I needed to control my hunger.
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"I think we should put her back into the boarding school Damon." My mother said. "What? After what happened that night. We can't just send her back." My father shook his head. "We knew one day she was going to activate her vampire side." My mother had a point, just wished it weren't like this. "Plus, she can speak to any of the vampires there. They'll know how to help." "I can help also. She's our daughter Bonnie." I just sat there looking at both of my parents trying to make their decision. "I know. But I think she should get help from people around her age. Since they will be able to relate to some things." My father sighed. "Fine. But I'm going to speak to that headmaster of yours." I nodded and smiled slightly.
The next morning, I felt a bit better. After washing up and brushing my teeth I headed downstairs. "Good morning." My mother gave me kiss onto my cheek. "I made French toast. And I know you always have orange juice every morning. but I know it wouldn't really satisfy your hunger, so the blood bag should be in the fridge." "Thank you mom." I really appreciate on how much she's trying. "Good morning." My father announces while drinking his coffee. "I have to head down to the station to help with the cases that's been going on." My father gives my mother a kiss on the lips and ruffles my hair. "Dad, this took me hours to do." I complained. "Don't worry you still look beautiful." My father said heading out the door.
"Ready to go back." My mother questions. "Yeah. Just a bit nervous. But I promise I'm ready to go back." I nodded. Drinking the blood bag. I tried to control my urge and how aggressively I will drink. "Your not gonna eat your French toast?" She asks. "Nope. Kind of full anyway." I shook my head. My mother grabs the plate and throws out the food and puts it into the sink. "Okay then let's go before your late."
