Isabella Bianco a powerful supernatural with a kind hearted soul that everyone loved dearly. But she finds herself in trouble when she can't remember the past when the past comes to her. Hundreds of years not remembering she stumbles back to mystic...
The drive past the Mystic Falls sign was such a painful reminder of why I'm here in the first place. I remember the moment I looked at the caller Id and saw his name pop up on my screen. I remember the chills it sent down my spine.
Answering was the hard part but just the sound of his voice through my phone was enough to tick me off but he did say it was important and as much as I hate him whatever he has going on peaked my interest.
I haven't seen either of the Salvatore's since the 1800's. I thought it would be nice to visit an old friend and maybe beat the shit out of him.
Driving through the small town stopping at a small restaurant called the Mystic grill I enter with my shades on blocking all light from my vision. I hear his annoying voice from a mile away making me roll my eyes as I listen to him flirting with some random desperate woman gripping onto him for dear life.
The door closing behind me is what gave me away. I see his dark raven hair and blue eyes turn my way with curiosity. He has a smirk on his lips as we make eye contact. He ignores the girl next to him and opens his arms offering me a hug.
"Well if it isn't the devil re-spawned." He grins at his own joke waiting for my presence. I walk towards the ignorant asshole and raise my hand slapping him right on his cheek making his head turn with my slap.
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With a satisfied smile I take a seat next to the woman who couldn't keep her hands off of him and order a drink.
"Damn what did he do to a sweetheart like you?" The woman's rough voice reaches my ears as I chug the whole cup of whiskey in my hand slamming it down on the table.
"He unfortunately has the honor of staying hot forever something you will never be able to experience so why don't you take a nice long restroom break maybe fix your makeup?" I compelled the older woman smiling when she leaves.
I turn my head back towards Damon who takes a seat right next to me with a grin still on his face. I ask the waiter for another drink ignoring his gaze.
"Well it's good to see you too hot stuff maybe go a little easy on the rough housing as kinky as I am we're in public and as hot as that would be-" I glare listening to his annoying rant before he finally gets the hint and shuts up.
"Ok not a fan of the Damon station anymore I see it's ok we'll have plenty of time to change that once you get settled into good old mystic falls." He grabs onto the back of my shoulders squeezing me into a side hug.
I push him away.
"You know exactly why I hit you and I should've hit you harder. And I'm not staying here any longer than I need to be." I tell him knowing he knows what I'm talking about.
"Whatever are you talking about hot stuff?" He asks me pretending to not have a clue about what I'm talking about with a grin still on his face.
"That was for Lexi you know my best friend who you almost killed. I should kill you for even laying a hand on her you dick." I grumble as he has a look of thinking on his face.
