Revenge on a Salvatore

I will tear him limb from limb

In the car ride back to my house Matt puts his hand on my thigh as he drives, he gently squeezes it. I try not to show how uncomfortable I feel, instead I think about Kol, how he did the same thing. When he drove me he would rub my leg softly as he hummed along to the music he played. Now all I can think about is him doing that with Davina.
"Hey," Matt says shaking my leg a bit snapping me out of my thoughts, "are you all good?"
"Yeah," I clear my throat, "I'm great."
He pulls in at the front of my house. He leans over and softly kisses me, I reluctantly kiss him back. He pushes harder against me and eventually I feel his tongue. His hands wander down my back and rest over my hips. My hands hold the back of his neck.
I pull from him because I hear a sudden shattering sound from inside.
"Sorry, I should go," I grab my bag but Matt grabs me, "no you don't," Matt says kissing me.
I try to pull away but he holds me, "Matt let me go," I order but he ignores me and kisses my neck.
"I mean it," I say, shoving him off me, his shoulder hits the side of the door.
"What the hell?" He asks rubbing his shoulder.
"I said to let me go, goodbye," I say getting out of the car.
"Let me walk you to the door," Matt fumbles with the door and begins to follow me. I ignore him.
I shove the front door open, I have no words. I collapse to the floor and try to say something, all that comes out is "why?" In front of me lays Elijah, a dagger pierces through his otherwise perfect suit.
"We couldn't risk him turning on us," Damon say emotionless.
I stand up, "how could you go behind my back to do this?" I shout at him.
"As if you would be ok with this," Matt says.
"What? Is that why you tried to keep me in the car and why you asked me to meet you in the first place?" I try to hide my embarrassment. I resist the urge to tell him how abysmal the 'date' was.
"Wait," I realise, "who did it?" It had to be a human since all the vampires are still alive and breathing.
"That would be me," Alaric announces walking down the stairs.
I again feel my anger boil to the surface like it is trying to tear my skin so it can come through. I unwillingly begin breathing rapidly, I go into panic mode. I don't know what to do. I examine Alarics body language. His face is calm but I hear his heart beat rapidly, he has his hands in front of him, one on top of the other, I notice a bump in his sleeve, he is hiding something up there, if I want to do something I have to do it now. I'm not sure if I can do anything before Alaric reveals whatever is concealed in his sleeve.
Elena is in the corner and so is Matt, she is too far to get to me before I get to Alaric. I close my eyes and hope for the best.
I grab Alaric's arms from behind so he can't use whatever is in his sleeve. Everyone goes to step towards me except Damon, then they stop themselves. I don't care anymore about not making my brothers angry anymore, what are they gonna do? Kill me? It's not like I had much going for me in the first place. I slowly open my mouth revealing my fangs and my veins ripple under my skin, I sink my teeth into Alarics neck. The vervain burns like a white hot iron in my throat, but I don't care, it's worth it.
Alaric struggles against my grip but I easily overpower him.
"Stefan what are you doing?" Elena cries, "stop her!"
I raise my head and wipe the blood that's smeared across my chin and lips.
"Why Elena? Why should I? He took my best friend and my brother!" I scream, I feel the tears trickle cheeks.
"Stefan and Damon are your brothers!" Matt interrupts.
"The only think we have in common is our last name DNA!" I sob. "They aren't my family, I lost everything and almost all of it can be blamed on them and Alaric, at least I can do something about Alaric! Elijah was my brother! He protected me and helped me when I was sad, he loved me as if I was his blood!" Tears are now poring out of my eyes. "Elizabeth? Gone, killed by Stefan, my father? Gone, killed by Stefan, a choice over my life? Gone, thanks to my so called brothers, my best friend from New Orleans? Gone thanks to Alaric, Elijah? Daggered by Alaric! Why shouldn't I kill him?"
No one can give me an answer.
Alaric grunts as he pulls against my arms. "I will tear him limb from limb if that's what it takes for me to feel a little bit better!"
I cannot let go of Alaric's arms, if I do he can use the weapon against me, and Damon and Stefan seem to have realised that. I kick the back of Alaric's shin and he falls forward but u don't let go, I kick again and I hear a clean 'snap' followed by a scream of agony. I let him go and he clutches his leg, Stefan kneels down and bites his wrist to offer Alaric his blood so his leg heals. Alaric seems repulsed but quickly accepts the offer.
I turn just in time to catch a flying wooden stake from Elena, I lower the stake and make eye contact with her then to Matt. I raise the stake and break it in two over my leg. I throw one at Matt which stabs him in the shoulder and another at Elena and it tears through her jeans and stabs into her thigh.
The scent of amount of blood spilt is tantalising, screw it I have gone this far.
I rush to Elena's side and pierce through the flesh on her neck which results in a scream from her. her blood is clean from vervain because she wears the necklace. I open my mouth to allow a steadier flow of blood to my tongue, before anyone can grab me I leave Elena and move to Matt, who's blood is full of vervain, but again he deserves it.