Arabella gilbert ** kol mikaleson **

heretic

bella's pov

the shadow of the man stood out from the bright house as his figure was clouded in darkness. who are u. i call out squinting my eyes. well darling, thats what i should ask u. the playful manly voice answers back, his british accent and endearment making me hesitate.

suddenly im drenched in water, cold and freezing, my hands reaching out to grab at the somehow comforting shadow, as he becomes further and further away until im gasping and shivering looking around to see the dusty attic that i call my bedroom, a little cramped but it at least keeps me out of the way from my sister. or so i thought. [btw Jenna is alive obviously klaus ended up killing a random vampire.]

aunt jenna told me to get u up for the ball elena said grinning mockingly, holding the now empty glass, the evil in her eyes making me slightly freeze. my personality was confident, sassy and sarcastic but elena was the one person that could stop me in my tracks. she was the only one that scared me. but i always made the dumb mistake to embrace my personality and answer back which always made it worse.

ur attempts to hurt me make u look sad and petty, i was just about to have a shower anyway. i run my hands through my, now wet, hair as i listen to the usual babble of elena calling me a stupid bitch and that is was my fault that our parents died and that now that they died no one loved me.

she always hated that our parents treated us fairly and i had quite a good relationship with them, it hurt me deep down in side. but my trauma from elena secretly terroizing me over the years and me being to scared to tell anyone kept me from bursting in tears everytime i heard the insults. jeremy had found out one day and i begged him not to tell anyone before giving him my world famous puppy dog eyes.

are u even listening to me u ungrateful bitch she spouts hatefully. i just dont care i reply sarcastically. ughh, she groans running up to attack me reaching her arms out. i quickly siphon the magic from my necklace as i use my magic throwing her to the wall.

3, 2, 1, i count in my mind as both stefan and damon come rushing in glaring daggers at me. what did she do to u damon asks giving me a disgusting look. elena gets up from the floor fake sniffeling. i a-a-acidentally tripped when i came to give her a glass of water, she sobs stopping like she couldnt talk anymore. they console her saying that she doesnt need to talk anymore and they will handle it. damon gently walks elena to stefans arms and tell them to go downstairs.

i watch as they leave elena giving me one last smirk. u bitch damon yells jumping on top of me before i even get a chance to do anything. damon rips my necklace of me making me incapable of using my magic. im gonna do one good thing in my life, damon says smirking as he bares his fangs. no u cant i say panicked, i have vampire bloo- shut up he compels me making me only able to look at him in fear.

his fangs peirce my neck painfully as i drift out of reality. my hearts stops beating and my lungs no longer bring any air in as i lay motionless.

offically a vampire, a siphon. a heretic.