𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌
❝like a moth to a flame, she always returns to me❞
Dakota Elkins is no stranger to the supernatural with her being a telepath and vampires out of the coffin, but when one winds his way into her cousins...
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BON TEMPS WAS JUST AROUND THE CORNER. Homes sped by the window and Dakota leaned her head against it as the driver took them back home from the airport. Dallas was far behind them and the blonde hadn't said much to her cousin on the journey back. Jason, was oblivious of course, way too emerged in his own little world to even notice her mental absence.
It was two in the afternoon and she and Jason had flown back to Shreveport at ten thirty that morning. The flight wasn't long and she was glad to be back, seeing familiar surroundings
"This kind of reminds me of that bus ride back from All-State." said Jason, arm draped over the seats as he turned to Dakota. "Nothing looks exactly the way I left it. Know what I mean?"
Dakota didn't know what he meant, she'd barely left her home town before this trip. Besides, her mind was currently somewhere else. Dakota had left Eric in that hotel room the moment she had woken up, something she had regretted immensely, but the thought of having to face him after their moment she panicked and she booked it.
Though, there was nothing to be done about it now and she just hoped he wasn't too mad at her when they saw each other again. Dakota hadn't seen him or Godric again after that morning and she hoped they were al right.
"Not really," she muttered. "feels like there's something different with me though."
Dakota's eyes fell on the town sign as they entered Bon Temps and she furrowed her brows. It had been completely vandalised. She nudged Jason and he leaned her way to get a better look. The hair salon's alarm was going off, echoing through the empty streets. There was trash everywhere, as if a hurricane had come through.
"What the hell?" exclaimed Jason, having turned to look out his own window to see a man smashing his head against a pillar. "Look at this guy."
The further they entered Bon Temps, the more odd things they saw. An eldery woman came after another man screaming 'just pull your pants down!', while throwing objects at him. Two teens were fighting, one smashed a bottle against the other's head.
The car screeched to a halt when someone smashed into the windshield, breaking the window on impact. Dakota was glad she was wearing her seatbelt or she'd hit her head against the chair in front of her.
"They just ran right in front of me!" panicked the driver, turning to face them to see if they were all right.
Dakota rushed out the vehicle with Jason to the front of the car, taking in the damage. Blood dripped down their faces as the couple got up from the ground, grinning from ear to ear as if they hadn't just been ran over by a car. Jason and Dakota shared a glance as the man and woman turned to look at them.
