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Chapter 6- Your my dad
Me and Damon were at the grill. He was drinking bourbon while I had a glass of lemonade in my hands. I then noticed Elena walk in. I squeled and ran over and hugged her. She just laughed. Damon came over looking confused.
"Oh sorry. Damon this is my adoptivr sister Elena. Elena this is my annoying Uncle, Damon." I introduced them.
"It's nice to meet you." Elena said and Damon smiled at her. They shook hands. Little did I know that introducing them was the worst mistake I ever made!
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"HELP! HELP!" I shouted frantically as Elena and Damon dragged me towards Stefan's room. I should never have introduced them I thought. I glared at them both especially Elena.
"I though we were suppose to be Sisters Forever!" I exclaimed towards her dramatically. She laughed.
"We are. I just know you too well so I know you would never tell him on your own accord." She answered giggling. I just carried on glaring at them and tried to grab on to something but failed.
"I expetcted this kind of behavior from him," I pointed my finger to Damon who pretended to be offended as they continued to drag me towards Stefan's room.
"But not you. You are so evil! And I thought humans were supposed to be nice!" I shouted at her like the drama queen that I am. But of course she didn't listen and I was dragged to the door to Stefan's room. I screamed and kicked.
"HELP! HELP! YOU'LL NEVER GET ME ALIVE!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. Stefan opened the door and laughed as he saw me being held by Damon and Elena.
"Hey Stef! Faye has something to telk you." Damon said casually while I tried to get out of his hold. I growled at him and shook my head stubbornly. He sighed.
"I was hoping I wouldn't have to resort to this but if you don't tell him I'll show Damon AND Jeremy your sketchbook." Elena threatened and I gasped. How could she! She couldn't be that evil! Could she?
"YOU WOULDN'T!" I exclaimed. She just nodded evily. I growled at her.
"Your EVIL!" I told her. She and Damon laughed while Stefan looked at us with confusement, a little amusment and a bit of worry.
"Go on then." Damon said. I glared daggers at him before sighing and giving up.
"Fine." I muttered. I turned towards Stefan.
"Yourmydad." I muttered quickly.
"What?" He asked confused.
"Your my dad." I mumbled a bit slower this time. Damon grinned. Stefan looked like he was still processing what I said and Damon and Elena were distracted waiting for his reaction so I sneaked downstairs. I sighed as sat on the couch. This was a bad idea. Now he was probanly going to hate me or think that I'm lieing. I sped home without anybody hearing and I stayed in my room crying untill I fell asleep.
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