The Baddest Salvatore

I HATE BROTHERS

I went downstairs to meet Damon, Stefan, and Elena looking at each others. I walked over to them. "Well what are we talking about." I yelled making them all jump and turn around to have scared faces. "What the fuck?!" Damon yelled. "Just trying to have fun." I said laughing. "You have to tell us the number." Elena said. "I don't have to you want me too." I said sitting on the couch. "No you have to my life depends on it." Elena said. "Well I hate my brothers and I hate you so I don't have to." I said looking at Elena. "What did I ever do to you?" Elena asked. "Being you." I said smiling. "What does that have to do with anything?" Elena asked. "You thing everything is about you even though not everything is you little slut." I said getting up and walking towards the door. "What was that last Juilet?" Stefan asked. "Little Slut." I said opening the door, then Damon pushed it closed. "Don't ever say that about Elena." Damon demand. "Why because the truth is to hurtful." I said smirking. "Shut up." Stefan said walking over to me. "Why are you going to kill me?" I asked. "If I have to." Stefan said. I opened the door then Damon slammed the door shit again. "You never call her anything ride again." Damon said. "Fuck you." I said snapping his neck and then looked at Stefan. "You guys might be older doesn't mean you're stronger, have fun with little slut asshole." I said opening the door and walking out.