Annabelle Mikaelson, known as Annabelle Denver in Mystic Falls, has been a vampire for centuries. After finally having enough of her Uncle, she travels to Mystic Falls, where she then meets some of her closest friends and all-time crush. However, as...
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Annabelle
SHORTLY AFTER LEAVING Mystic Falls, we stopped to feed. The sun felt hot against my skin as I climbed out of the car. "Hungry, love?" Nik asked, a grin settled on his face. We had found a campsite near the road we were traveling at, thankfully it only had one car in the parking lot. That told us that there were only going to be a handful of people, which would have been perfect for us.
"Actually, I prefer blood bags," I shrugged. Nik arched an eyebrow at my words.
"Well, there is no blood bags so you'll be drinking from the vein. It's good, isn't it, Stefan?" Stefan nodded in reply, whereas I objected.
"I don't want to drink from the vein," I informed him. "I don't have good control."
"That," Nik wrapped his arm around my shoulder. "Is why I am here. I assure you that I will stop you if you lose control." I didn't reply, hoping that if I stood back, he wouldn't force me to.
Finally, we found a group of four people sitting in bag chairs, an unlit firepit in the middle of them.
One of the girls noticed us, instantly looking up to see us watching them. "Um, can I help you?"
"Yes, I believe you can," Nik nodded, approaching her. He grabbed her shoulder, forcing her to look at him. "Do not move or make any noise." The girl didn't reply before Nik sunk his teeth into her neck.
Two of the people screamed, attempting to leave, but Stefan quickly ran after them, stopping them in their tracks. Nik pushed the now-dead girl to the ground, moving towards the fourth and final girl. She stood frozen in shock but when she saw Nik coming at her, she turned on her heels and attempted to leave. However, Nik was in front of her in an instant, stopping her.
She screamed as Nik drank from her, becoming weaker. Finally, he ripped himself off of her, moving her closer to me. "Have some lunch, little one."
My eyes flickered down to the blood running down the side of her neck, swallowing hard. Nik looked at me, beckoning me forward. My feet moved against my own will, my hands grabbing onto her shoulder.
I felt my fangs tear through my gums and veins appeared under my eyes. As I lowered my head, I could almost taste the blood without any being in my mouth. My eyes fell closed lazily.
Suddenly, just as I was about to sink my fangs into her, my eyes snapped open and I shoved her back. It brought back deja vu of how I turned. A scream tore through my lips as I shoved her, shuffling backward.
I tripped over my own feet, tears beginning to fall from my eyes as I shuffled backward until my back hit a tree stump. In an instant, Nik had dropped the girl and was at my side. "Get her away!" I yelled, tear-filled eyes meeting his gaze. "I-I can't do this."
"Calm down, love," Nik crouched down, his hands pressing against my knees, which were pulled up to my chest. My breaths were coming in short, raggedy gasps as my fangs disappeared. "Hey, hey, you are alright."
