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 wake up with a sharp pain in my neck. I look around and I'm in a semi-familiar living room. I get up from the black couch as every bone in my body cracks back in place.
"What the fuck...". My head throbs. Suddenly Dawn appears.
"Here you go sleepy head, some nice tea with a nice dose of blood bag". She laughs awkwardly.
I take the mug and swallow it whole. The weight in my head subsides and I feel very much alive.
"Where is Lacie"?
Dawn looks at me worriedly, "She's upstairs in Jakes room".
"Ahh.. This is his house, no wonder it seemed familiar... I did very bad things in here".
I head up the spiral pearl white stairs, and luckily guess the right room. I push open the door and find Lacie still in Jacobs bed. The blanket is neatly on her. She looks restless, in turmoil... disparity. Jacob is next to her sleeping on a gray arm chair. His head is slowly tipping over, and he's snoring lightly. I head over to the other side of the bed, and sit gently on the bed.
"Lacie... I don't know what happened back their, but I want you to know that I love you and I what you to come back... please. I've changed so much for you... for us. Im going to make that bastard pay, I'm going to kill him no matter wha it takes".
I hear shuffles and Jacob begins moving in his chair. I kiss Lacie lightly on her lips and her eyes begin to move under her lids. I quickly walk out the room soundlessly and head back downstairs. I find Dawn in the kitchen humming to Hotline Bling. I shake my head in disgust, humans and there ridiculous songs. I walk up to her demandingly.
"I need to go do something and if I don't come back, tell Lacie I love her".
Dawn looks at me questionably. "Um what is wrong with you? Going on a suicide mission". She laughs.
"Actually yes. I'm going to kill Stephen Hills, and bring his heart home on a golden platter".
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Dawn gasp.
"Tell her for me". My eyes soften.
Dawn moves over to me, and sticks her hand out to touch my shoulder. My eyes harden.
"I'm leaving".
"Damon don't go please". She puts her self in-between the door and myself.
"I'm going.. Move". She holds me back and pushes me. I begin to get angry.
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"I don't want to hurt you.." .
"Then hurt me because you're not leaving". She grits her teeth.
I hear footsteps coming down the stairs, in that second of Dawn being distracted I pushed through her and run out the door. I hear a thud on the ground.
