Book 1 of my Bennett Supernatural story... rewritten/updated
This is an updated rewrite of my TVD story, Bennett Witches. So bare with me if they're slower than normal as I will be adding things and making the chapters longer~
Christopher Chris' Ben...
Two months had now passed for Chris with no more ghost drama or failed attempts to escape. Ever since Christmas he hadn't done anything besides wait, listen to Damons music on repeat on his stereo and eat food which all began to taste the same
He hadn't spoke in weeks and wondered if his vocal cords even worked anymore, maybe his voice box was dusty from how unused it had become. He didn't see the point in talking anymore, all there was to do is be the same as the Prison World and repeat his day over and over again
He was stood in the kitchen making some of Damons special vampcakes which had became his daily breakfast as a little reminder that there was people out there trying to get him out
He hoped anyway
He pressed play on the stereo to create some background noise so his ears would still work unlike his ability to speak. He opened a bottle of milk and on the lid was writing inside that said 'WINNER' so he could win 50'000
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Chris shook his head and threw the lid into the bin that landed on a bunch of 'LOSER' bottle caps. He then took his plate and glass without putting the milk away as with the world reseting he didn't need to worry about it spoiling and could leave it there
Chris sat at the dining table by himself, loosely throwing the plate infront of him and pulled the daily calender towards him. He opened the marker pen in his hand and crossed off the previous day and circled the current day which was marked 'Thursday 5th February'
In 1994 this day was the 3rd but Chris calculated his year day difference and figured out that today was his birthday and spoke for the first time in forever to himself "Happy birthday, Chris" All this did was make him think about his sister who was in the outside world for their birthday
He knew she would be moping around without him while their friends, expecially Caroline, would try and force her to celebrate the day. Even with all of Caroline's personalities he wanted nothing more right now that for her to burst through the door with cake and balloons as she threw a present at his face
But no. Nothing. He was all alone eating depressing pancakes by a lit fire in the middle of the day
Getting angry at the thought he grabbed his glass drink and threw it at the fireplace which let out a tiny sizzle as the liquid flew inside it and the glass shattered on the floor
He went and ate the pancakes and waited for another day to pass. 'What a waste of a birthday' he thought to himself
~~~~ The Real World:
Elena drove and parked up next to the Salvatore Houses garage which inside of it had a Jeremy Gilbert working out his frustrations on the world "Oh, hey" Elena smiled as she fell out of the car trying to carry 20 balloons along with a bag full of celebratory items "You could- Oh god" She panicked as she nearly dropped everything "You could help me here"
