Behind The Scars(ON HOLD)

chapter 2

Rosaline POV:

“What the fuck are you doing here?!” I shouted, my silver eyes flashing red.

“Mom. Don’t. Damon is only trying to help me, he’s not doing anything wrong” claimed Aria.

“Help you? Yes giving you blades so you can cut yourself is so helpful.” I could feel anger burning up through my skin. “ Do you know what your little friend here did to us?” I shouted, “He was the one that killed your father in cold blood!”

“ What……no…..D-Damon is it true…did you kill my father?..” stuttered Aria.

“No. But no matter what I say even if it is the truth, your mother won’t believe me,” said Damon looking down, “Unless….”

“Unless what?” I said, trying to calm down.

Breathing in deeply Damon replied, “Unless you use your power of sight, to see that I AM telling the truth.”

“Well I guess I’ll let you plead you “case”, but if you try any funny business, any at all I won’t hesitate to kill you.” I said coldly.

“Understood.” said Damon

“ Come here then and take my hands.” Damon walked across the balcony and held out his hands. Taking his hands in mine, I close my eyes, when they reopen they are a foggy white. I’m soaring back in time to a dark empty alleyway.

“You knew this was going to happen Micah, you brought this upon yourself you know.’ My invisible entity moved closer to the scene ahead. There was a man standing over my husband, who was sprawled along the ground. In the back of the alley was Damon , who had a look of horror written all over his face.

“ I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Micah stuttered.

“ Yes you do Micah, all you had to do is give me your daughter when she becomes of age.” said the man smirking.

“I’ll Never give her to you! Never!” shouted Micah pain and panic intertwined in his voice.

“Well I tried giving you the easy option, but since you refused, I guess I’ll just have to take her myself!” and the man started to get closer to Micah. I saw Micah press his necklace that held our secret connection to his mouth. He whispered, “I love you, my Rosa.” At that moment the past Rosaline responded, and the invisible future me did also.

I stood there in pain as I watched my husband be murdered by the unknown stranger. I shut my eyes, when they opened again they were filled with tears.

“Who was that man that killed him Damon?” I sobbed.

“My father, Stephan Hunter.” replied Damon glancing at Aria, who looked struck with disbelief.