01. 𝘚𝘔𝘌𝘓𝘓𝘚 𝘓𝘐𝘒𝘌 𝘛𝘌𝘌𝘕 𝘚𝘗𝘐𝘙𝘐𝘛

1.8K 80 44
                                    

"This is not what I thought hell would look like." Isabella Salvatore stated as she began to walk around the town square. "I imagined rings of fire, and Katherine Pierce to be sitting in a throne with Satan bowing down to her." The brunette vampire waved her arms, trying to show her brother and Bonnie the picture that was in her head.

"And you would be right next to the bitch, little sis." Damon Salvatore smirked at his little sister. The eldest Salvatore walked through the silent town square until he noticed that The Mystic Grill was still standing, even though he blew it up a few hours before. "I definitely blew that up about an hour ago." The vampire stated as the three grew more confused on where they were.

"Where the fuck are we?" Isabella asked as she looked around. "Because I'm definitely still a vampire, so you and I shouldn't be able to be in Mystic Falls." She stated as she pointed to her brother.

"Where the hell are we? And I don't mean geographically." Damon asked with a puzzled look on his face as he looked at the town square.

"I have no idea." Bonnie answered, just as confused as Isabella and Damon.

"Well they better have cigarettes here." Isabella groaned, realizing they were in some kind of hell.

Bonnie and Damon both turned to look at Isabella. "Really? That's what you're worried about?" Bonnie asked with judgement filling her voice.

"Yes." Isabella smiled at the witch. "Because if I'm going to be stuck here with you two I'll need all the help I can get." She explained with a smirk across her face.

"Isabella Salvatore. The most caring one out of the Salvatore siblings." Damon smiled at his little sister as sarcasm filled his words. Isabella smirked at her older brother as she flipped him off with both fingers. The older and middle Salvatore siblings had always been the closest out of out the trio of the Salvatore's, and that continued through the years of their vampire life. "Oh don't be upset, little sis. I know you were hoping to see your bestie Katherine again."

Isabella glared at Damon, but knew there was truth behind her older brother's words. "Well, her and I would have become the queens of hell." She sighed as the three continued to walk through the deserted town. "What kind of hell is this?" Isabella groaned as she caught eye of a gas station. "I'll be back." She turned her body to face Bonnie and Damon and sent them a wink as she made her way towards the gas station.

Isabella walked into the vacant gas station and made her way behind the checkout counter. The vampire grabbed four cartons of Marlboros and a black lighter. She opened one of the cartons and took out a cigarette and brought it to her lips as she walked out of the gas station and back to her brother and the Bennett witch. She lit the cigarette with the lighter as she joined the two in the middle of the town square. "Ah, much better." She sighed as a cloud of cigarette smoke formed around her. "Want one?" She held out one of the cartons to Bonnie and Damon.

"Let's just figure out where we are." Bonnie answered as she walked past the two Salvatore siblings.

Damon shrugged as he took one of the cigarettes from the carton and brought it to his lips. "You know." Damon began to say as he lit the cigarette. "You really shouldn't quit, it's not healthy."

"I'll quit when you stop drinking." Isabella argued back as she started to follow Bonnie down one of the streets.

The trio spent hours walking down random streets of Mystic Falls, and not another soul could be heard. "How many more streets are we going to wander?" Damon groaned as the three turned down yet another street filled with houses.

"How many times are you going to ask me questions I don't have the answers to? Huh?" Bonnie responded with annoyance in her voice.

"This must be my personal hell." Isabella groaned as she brought yet another cigarette to her lips. Isabella looked all around as the three walked past multiple houses, but Isabella noticed something. "Why the fuck do these cars look brand new? I mean, they're like 20 years old, but still look brand new." She stated as she observed the cars.

c̸o̸m̸e̸ a̸s̸ y̸̸̸o̸u̸ a̸r̸e̸ [kai parker]    Where stories live. Discover now