Chapter 95

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Emma's POV
I want to be there for her but I couldn't simply because I was scared. Do you know that feeling you get when you're torn between two options? That's basically me. I wanted to be there for her but I am scared. When I find out that Melanie had actually died, all I felt was guilt and sadness and hurt and pain. I couldn't explain it. It was too much. It was my fault she committed suicide. What was I doing? I sigh and sit up from my bed. It's been a week since Melanie... Died. I haven't left my bed. I can't. I haven't drunk a blood bag in that time. I can't. My phone goes off and I answer it. It was basically Stefan telling me Damon is a wreck and he asked if I could come home and help him. I agree and hang up. I get out of bed and make my way downstairs. I go in the kitchen and hesitantly drink a blood bag then another. Just to gain my strength. I make my way out of my house and start running towards Mystic Falls. After an hour, I'm there. I walk into the boarding house to see Damon sat on the couch cuddled up to a girl. This is what he does when he is a wreck. Sleeping with other girls.
"Seriously Damon? Who's your next play toy?" I say. He turns around and so does the girl and my eyes widen when I see who the girl is. They stand up and the girl smirks folding her arms.
"Hello Emma."
"M-Melanie?" I stutter. She nods and I start walking backwards in shock.
"Emma. Calm down. It's ok." Damon soothes. My vision blurs and I fall to the floor. When I get my vision back, I see Damon stood next to Christina. I growl and attack her. I push her against the wall and start to strangle her.
"E-Emma. Let me go." She struggles to say.
"It's your fault Christina. You made my lose my brothers." I spit.
"What are you talking about?" She wheezes.
"You know what." I growl. Damon rips me off of her. I get in to attack position and growl.
"Why are you protecting her, Damon? She broke your heart." I growl.
"Emma. That's not Christina. It's  Melanie. Your best friend." He tries to convince me. I look at him confused and stand up normally.
"Damon. Are you ok?" I ask.
"I'm fine." He replies.
"Then you do realise that this Melanie person doesn't exist and that that is Christina." I say slowly. He huffs and walks closer to me until he is in the distance to... Give me a hug. I return the hug and smile.
"Calm down Emma. It's not Christina. It's Melanie." My vision blurs again and my body feels like it's collapsing. My legs give way and I fall out of Damon's grip. My eye sight blackens and I'm out.

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