“Fine whatever you want darling.” Katherine said.
“I want you to leave like I asked you many years ago.” Sky said.
“But your my daughter Sky.” Katherine said.
“As your daughter I’m asking you to leave.” Sky said. Katherine looked at her then disappeared from the living room and I heard the front door slam shut. “I am so sorry.” Sky said. “I will be leaving now as to not ruin anyone else’s life.” Sky said.
“Sky where are you staying.” Stefan asked. She turned and looked down.
“Do you even have a place to stay.” I said.
“No, I was going to ask Elena if she knew of anyone I could maybe stay with.” Sky said and sighed as she looked down at her red Doc Martins.
“You can stay with us. We have plenty of space.” I said.
“Seriously.” Sky whispered as she looked up at me with tears in her eyes.
“Welcome to the house of the Dead.” I said. Next thing I know Sky was hugging me and crying.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you. The devil was right you are so nice just like your little brother.” Sky said.
“Me nice like Stefan.” I said and started laughing.
“Well. I got to go. I got to go and pick Elena up and get us to school on time.” Stefan said.
“You go to school.” Sky asked.
“Yeh he does and so do you because you aren’t old enough not to.” I replied.
“I’m 19. I don’t think I am going to school.” Sky snapped at me.
“Just like you Damon. She’s the female vision of you.” Stefan said. He then hugged Sky then ran out of the house and I watched as his car drove out of sight.
“Now what do we do.” Sky asked.
“What do you want to do Sky.” I replied. “If Katherine is your mother then who is your father.” I asked.
“I don’t know. She never told me. That’s why I hate her.” Sky said and looked down.
“Hay it’s alright.” I said then pulled Sky into a hug.
“Thanks Damon.” Sky said.
“Do you want to go shopping for clothes.” Damon asked.
“Sure. That would be great.” I said. Damon grabbed his keys and we walked to his car. “Nice car.” I said as we got in.
“You could say that.” Damon said.
“Well I love your car but mine is still so much better.” I said and smirked at Damon.
“Oh really. What sort of car is yours then.” Damon asked.
“A red and black Bugatti with purple wheels. It has my name on it.” I replied.
“Nice when do we get to see it.” Damon said.
“I will get it sent to yours.” I replied.
“That’s good. Now what’s your style of clothes.” Damon said.
“Anything that makes me look dangerous.” I said.
“Same. Wow Stefan was right your like a mini vision of me.” Damon said.
