They had arrived at the front door and Damon pushed the half open door further open and carefully took a step inside, able to place his foot on the other end. "Oh, yeah." He muttered and walked inside, Alisha following soon after.They came to a halt and looked around them. Blood stains were everywhere, bloody hand prints covering the walls. They kept walking and when they arrived at the living room, Alisha let out a loud gasp, "Oh, god."
In front of her was a very bloody couch and two girls were unnaturally sitting straight, wide eyed staring at them.
One of them had blonde hair and the other brown. Their necks looked sliced open, "Vampires for sure." Alisha muttered and looked at Damon, "Stefan for sure."
"How do you know?" She wondered and he pointed at the girls. "It's his signature. There's a reason they call him the Ripper." Alisha's eyes wandered back to the girls, the wide eyes freaking her out. "Feeds so hard, he blacks out, rips them apart, but then when he's done, he feels remorse."
Damon's face scrunched and walked over to the left girl, the blonde haired one, "It's the damnedest thing." He said and kicked against her leg, her head rolling of her body and with a loud thud it fell down on the floor. "He puts the bodies back together."
The idea unsettled her a bit, "Back together?" She asked and he turned his head. "Definitely Stefan."
Her eyes drifted back to the head laying on the floor and she could feel her insides twitch. Damon looked around and spotted whatever he was looking for, and soon enough he had covered the bodies with blankets. He walked out of the room once again and Alisha looked around uncomfortably.
Not long after Damon came back with a jerry can in his hands. "What are you doing?" Alisha asked, following him with her eyes as he moved closer to the corpses.
"Covering their tracks. Clearly they have no interest in staying in the dark, but I do." He said and Alisha moved a bit to her left, as to not get hit by the jerry can that he was swinging around.
All of a sudden the floor started to creak where she just stood and Damon's head shot up. "Hang on." He said and walked over to where she stood and removed the carpet.
Under the carpet was a trapdoor positioned. Alisha and Damon looked at each other and Alisha opened it. They were greeted with the sight of several chains hanging in the small room. "Well, what do you know?" He said, "Werewolves."
Alisha closed the trapdoor again and they both stood up. Damon lit the blankets on fire and they both walked out of the house and back to their car, driving back to the Salvatore house.
They were greeted with the sight of Tyler, Elena and Caroline decorating the house, making it ready for the birthday party.
"And? Did you find anything?" Elena asked hopefully and Damon shook his head. "No, just like I predicted, another dead end." He lied and Elena sighed.
Caroline looked at Alisha, "I got you a dress!" She said excited. Alisha chuckled, of course Caroline did. Caroline walked over and handed her a paper bag with the dress inside.
Alisha smiled and walked upstairs into an empty room, changing into the white dress that hang loosely around her frame.
When she looked into the mirror a knock was heard on the door and when she looked at the figure behind her through the mirror, her eyes met those of Damon's. He walked over to her and she turned around.
"I got you something." Alisha opened her mouth to object, but his words silenced her. "I promised not to buy anything, so don't worry, I didn't pay for it." He said and Alisha looked at him suspiciously, "You stole it?"
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𝓒𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓘𝓽 𝓕𝓪𝓽𝓮 - D.S
FanfictionAlisha Gilbert is Elena Gilbert's twin sister. After their parents died, Alisha couldn't handle getting confronted with all the memories that Mystic Falls brought, and so she left to New York City. She managed to get her life back, going to school...