"Silence is the best way to grieve. The ability to express your sorrow without the need of words." -
| In which Stefan and Damon find themselves tangled out in the fangs of Percy Gilbert the silent brother. They thought they were turning his world...
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Suitable Families ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃ ━ 04. Family Ties
It was early in the morning when Percy stood outside on the porch where he was sitting sketching. Don't ask him why he was up so early it was a Percy thing.
He was just a morning person, he always felt the most comfortable during the sunrise. It gave him a lot of time to work on his painting and other things he wanted to work on without the interference of others.
He sketched the outline of Damon's face that was much more demonic...or should he say more monstrous than his regular appearance. His large fangs were shaded in Percy's representation of blood.
His long dark veins were drawn down to the side of his face stopping at the ends of his cheeks. He didn't know what led to him drawing it but anytime he drew something it was usually as a sign that something was about to happen.
His hands fiddled with the metal star around his neck gently twisting it in his fingers. He sighed, staring deeply at the paper when he felt this tiny little vibrancy coming from the tips of his finger.
Then this crushing sensation came flowing through him making him shudder as it hit him like a train wreck but at the same time it was euphoric and thrilling...the feeling made him smile.
He looked down at his hand to see that the feeling was coming from it. There was a reddish orange hue at the tips of his fingers that slowly disappeared as he lowered his hand.
"The bloody hell..." He whispers, opening the palm of his hand. He inspected it almost as if he was waiting for something to happen when his eyes settled on a leaf.
He hovered his hand above it for a second not sure what he was expecting from this outcome but he was hoping that his mind was playing tricks on him but when the leaf began to levitate off the railing as his mouth dropped in disbelief.
Quickly the leaf dropped onto the ground as he quickly stood up dismissing the thought from his mind completely. He didn't have time to be thinking about whatever the hell that was as he had to help Elena with these displays for the founders party.
Opening the door he was met with Elena in the kitchen and Jenna in the living room heatedly glaring at the tv as she scowled.
"To repeat, the animal terrorizing Mystic Falls has been caught." The man on the tv said earning an eye roll from Jenna.
"Scum ball. Scum bucket." She began throwing insults at the man as Preston walked downstairs looking at his aunt confused.
"Has Jenna lost her mind finally?" He questioned his twin who shrugged walking into the kitchen to grab a muffin.
"I honestly think she lost her mind long before we were born." He replied, making Jenna roll her eyes at them.
"Who are you talking to?" Elena questioned their aunt but all she did was point at the tv as if that was supposed to answer their questions.
