Ky • D. Salvatore

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Ky
I walk into the Mystic Grill, going to my usual booth by the bar, and sit down. Somehow, I notice an unfamiliar guy (who looks to be about 18 or 19) watching me. I sip my water that Matt places in front of me, like he does every day, and stare down at the table. "Excuse me?" someone asks beside me. I look up to see the guy standing next to my booth. "Are you Elena Gilbert?" he questions. I sigh before replying, "No, I'm not, but sometimes I wish I could be." He seems surprised at first, then nods. "Do you want to sit down?" I ask, quietly. He nods again and sits across from me. "What's your name?" he asks, curious. "Mikyla Gilbert but I go by Ky. And you?" He looks shocked but answers with, "Stefan, Stefan Salvatore." I smile slightly, "It's nice to meet you Stefan, I'm sorry I'm not who you were looking for. Elena should be here any minute though." I say, just as Elena walks in. I nod behind him and he smiles and gets up. "It was nice meeting you as well." is all he says before walking off.
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About an hour later, Stefan had already left (along with Elena), and I hear someone walk in. I look up and nearly choke on air. Making his way to the bar is the most gorgeous man I've ever seen in my life. He glances my way and makes a weird growling noise before walking over to my table, "I know we're 'dating' and all, but if you don't mind I'd like to have some time to myself." What...? Oh of course... Elena. I sigh sadly before grabbing my purse and running to the door of the Grill, so he won't see the tears about to fall down my face. A hand grabs mine and he spins me around to face him. "Elena, what's wrong?" he whispers and I shiver slightly at both his voice and the way he's holding my hand. "I'm not Elena" I reply, my voice cracking as I turn and walk out of the Mystic Grill to my car. I drive home, going inside quickly and up to my room. After I close the door and lock it, I start to sob quietly as I make my way to my bathroom. Pulling out my razor, I remove the blade and push up my sleeve, cutting into my skin but not deep enough for my wrist to bleed. I put the blade away after a few more cuts and pull my sleeve back down. Going back into my bedroom, I crawl into bed and let sleep consume me.
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Hello my lovely fledglings! I hope you all like this, I got the idea from a dream I had last week, actually. I also hope that you read my story description, so that you know about the trigger warnings. I have most of this planned out already, so look for the updates in the future! I will be updating Mirror, Mirror (on my CalMikaelson account) BEFORE the next chapter of the new version of ABD, so please be patient, I promise I'll update it soon! I love you all, and keep loving Damon hehe ;)
Yours,
Cal Salvatore