Later that night, Ellie lay in bed, and she panted and breathed heavily...
Her eyes opened and she turned on her side. She sat up and took a deep breath.
She walked downstairs and placed some milk in the microwave to warm it up.
"Can't sleep?" Connor asked.
She gasped and spun around, but found no one there.
The microwave beeped and she jumped. She closed her eyes and signed.
She grabbed the cup from the microwave and turned around and stopped in her tracks, seeing Connor.
"You know, it makes sense. Guilty conscience and all."
"You're not here. I'm... dreaming. I'm... I've gotta be dreaming." She said.
"And how do you know that I'm not here?"
"Because you're d-" She says, stopping and backed away from him.
"Go on, say it."
"Because you're dead." She tells him.
"Yes, I am. Tell me, was this the first time you've taken a human life?"
"You're a ghost. That's gotta be it. You're a ghost. That's what happening right now. Jer, Elena. Jer! Jeremy!" She shouted.
Jeremy woke up in bed and heard his sister shouting for him.
"You're a ghost. You're haunting me. You're a ghost. You're haunting me." She whispered.
"Can a ghost do this?"
He grabbed her around the neck, and she started choking. She elbowed him in the stomach and threw him over the table.
She saw him getting back up and grabbed a kitchen knife and stabbed it into his neck. She pulled the knife out and saw Jeremy.
"Oh, my God." She says, dropping the knife on the floor.
He fell to the floor, and she knelt beside him.
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The Vampire Dairies.
FanfictionBased on season Four of TVD... It began with the acknowledgement that everything for Ellie Gilbert has changed. She's in transition into a vampire. Into something she never wanted to be. Stefan and Damon are torn even further apart over how to help...