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s2 ep8: rose
"the original vampire"
Larisa remembered waking up, in her bloody sheets. Apparently, her brother brought her back to their bed after she passed out from loss of blood. That night her parents had fought more violently than before. Their father, Pablo, was yelling and throwing things at his wife, Grace, who somehow stopped the flying objects by lifting her hand. Now it explained everything, their mother was a witch.
That night Larisa tried to break off the fight between them, but only got them angrier, so they erupted at her. Her small body was laid on the ground unconscious, as her brother sneaked her off into their room. Small Larisa woke to her brother crying and pleading to God. Her whole body was on fire, some of her bones were broken, cuts all over her body. It took months for her to heal. That was definitely the worst physical pain she'd ever felt.
She wasn't sure why she was thinking of that night. She hadn't thought of that night in months, yet, it was at the front of her mind as Larisa opened her eyes. Unlike when she woke up in the stained sheets, she was on an uncomfortable couch filled with dust. Rubbing her eyes, the Lisbon girl pushed herself to sit up, looking around her new surroundings. She first looked at her friend, who lay unconscious beside her. The windows in the room were bordered up, with slim streams of light getting through the gaps, dust, and cobwebs scattered everywhere.
"EL." Larisa shook her friend's arm, keeping her voice quiet. "Elena, wake up."
The Gilbert turned, letting out a moan, rubbing her eyes she sat up. "Lari?" She looked around confused. "Are you okay? Where are we?"
"I see you both are awake!" a man spoke from the top of the stairs.
Jumping up, Larisa put her hand in front of her. As her magic glowed from her hand, sending the man hard into the nearest wall, she fell to the ground seconds later.
A woman stood behind her, in her hand a metal bar, now with blood on it. Elena screamed crawling to her friend whose head bled heavily, attracting the vampire more and more. The man rushed pulling the unconscious body of Larisa, biting the soft skin. Not a second later he got pulled from her.
"Are you crazy, Trevor, we need her alive!" spoke the girl who knocked her out, to the guy now known as Trevor who couldn't take his eyes and vampire face off of the bleeding body.
Elena ran to her friend, again, putting pressure on the wound trying to stop the bleeding. "Please! Help her!"
"She'll be fine." said the woman as she walked by her side. She brought Larisa's wrist to her and slipped a metal bracelet. It was making a sizzling sound, it was burning her. "Oh, it has side effects."
"What do you mean why is it making that sound?!" Elena questioned taking the Lisbon girl's hand from her.
"You never stop talking, do you?" asked Trever now walking right at her.
