As little girls we are told our princes will come. That we would be Beautiful,Smart and Kind. That we would have a Happily Ever After. But all of a sudden you're 16 crying at the top of your lungs with a box of tissues, so young yet so full of hate...
I couldn't take it, I blew up right there in the room. I felt my gums burn as my teeth grew out, my iris contracted repeatedly. I felt ever muscle in my body burn and contract. My anger boiled in my ears and I growled so loud that the room seemed to vibrate. I charged straight for that mother fucker.
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"You fucking bastard". I scream and lunge for Stephens neck missing by several inches. I crash into the wall as I hear a loud crack, my arm pops out of its socket as I get up. As I approach Stephen again, my arm is healed and ready to destroy his face.
"What's wrong dog, can't get me, come on fetch". Stephen smirks. He hops off the bed only in boxers, reliving me of the pressure that they possibily had sex.
I grunt in frustration as I miss each hit.
"My turn". Stephen punches me over and over until, my eyes begin to fade. He grabs my arm and snaps it, the cracking echoing in the room. I hold my screams as my sweat begins to drip down my face. I look over at Lacie, she's mockingly looking at me. Its as if she doesn't even know me. This angers me even more. Stephen bares his teeth and right before he sinks them into my artery...
Damon comes from behind, jumps on his back and takes a bit at his neck. Stephen grabs his neck as blood splatters everywhere. Damon spits out the chunk of Stephens neck and looks at him evilly.
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He quickly breaks the bedpost and sticks it into Stephen stomach. Stephen cries in pain and falls to his knees. Blood squirts everywhere turning the white carpet into a deep red.
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"Hills down, now we need Lacie". Damon says turning quickly.
Damon goes for Lacie, and she starts screaming, and kicking. Her teeth stick out, and her eyes turn bloodshot.
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"Whats wrong with her"? Damon says stunned. I push myself off the wall and head to Lacie.
Dawn looks at her questionably from the corner of the room.
"Lacie... Baby I'm here".
She looks at me with rage. "Who are you, don't touch me, I'm Stephens".
"Lacie..." I say sadly.
Damon looks her in the eyes, and comes closer.
"Lacie.. Are you compelled"?
Just as Damon says that I feel an arm inside my body. I look down in horror and Stephens arm entered through my back. Blood gushed everywhere. I felt his hand around my heart, seconds away from pulling it out and ending my life. Blood begins to seep out of my mouth and I begin to cough. Dawn screams and Damon runs up to Stephen and he quickly snaps his neck with one hand. Damon floppy body flies across the room, and crashes into the closet. My brain goes numb...
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I begin to flashback to the times with Lacie. Meeting her at school, saving her, kissing her for the first time, seeing her smile, and making love to her and knowing that she's the one I want to spend the rest of my life with. I quickly begin to crumble to my knees.
"Now Jacob, either I pull your heart out of your chest right in front of Lacie, or you do as I say".
Through shallow breaths I say, "I'm never going to listen to you" tears begin to stream down my face.
"Then say Hello to all my enemies in hell for me", He winks. Just as he is about to end my life...
Stephen shrieks and holds his head, he pulls his hand out of my chest, causing me to gasp. I hold my chest as the hole begins to close.
I turn to Dawn who's chanting her witch dialect, and moving closer to Stephen. He screams louder and she chants one last time before he crashed to the ground, his hand falls limp in front of him.
"Take that asshole". She smiles proudly.
Lacie is still on the bed, looking very dangerous and angry.
"Go check on Damon Dawn". Dawn runs over to the closet, she pulls Damon out, who she flops to the ground.
"He's not responsive". I smile weakly in another situation I would have been glad that he wasn't.
I head over to Lacie... "I'm sorry and I hate to do this and I love you but you're not helping".
She hisses at me, and in one quick move I snap her neck. Her face calms and her body falls. I catch her in my arms and lift her up. I swing her over my shoulder and head over to Damon. I then swing Damon over my other shoulder.
"Lets go". I grunt. Dawn runs ahead me, and I go after her, not knowing how much more of a struggle I have ahead of me.
