Murdered by a saint.

A long time coming? -A new chapter Snippet/answers

What was wrong with her? We're all her children, this just doesn't make any sense.

"Why do you look so confused?"

Roughly coughing to clear my throat I looked up at her, carful to study every inch of her face; and that's when it clicked.

"Oh my god."

Covering my gaping mouth with my hand I stared wide eyed at the woman I thought I knew in front of me, but who was I kidding? No one could dispute it, the long glossy jet black hair pairs perfectly with sky blue eyes; yes, I knew even if I didn't want to. I knew the truth just from looking at her face.

"Stacy, Damon's your biological son; isn't he?"

It wasn't a question, it was a statement; because I just knew. Question was, was I the only one who knew? Or was I just last to know?

"Yes, he is."

Stacy confirmed my raging question, one that I wished so deeply so badly to just be a lie. Something I was used to, but no such luck; this was the harsh truth and I just had to learn to handle it.

Not even a breath in she quickly grabbed my hand and began to pull me out into the hallway, roughly dragging me while jamming on about my new training; Allowing myself to catch very few bits and pieces of her one sided conversation.

It all sounded like background noise, just this endless white static; all in a pitch black hole if my inner thoughts. Trying desperately to pull myself together inside of it.

I may not know all that's happened, happening or what will happen; but I do know this, that after all I've been through? This isn't even a trifle.
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Okay I already know you guys are going to be mad at me for this but... Yeah I have literally no good excuse. Am so sorry you guys! I promise I'll try and write more but if am being 100% honest I really wanna focus more on Youtube right now. That's not to say am going to quit writing because well, I love it to much, but I also Love youtube and right now I just ned to try and find a balance. I write some more soon don't worry.