A Dead Witch's Ever Lasting Hate

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Saturday got here to fast, and I mean way to fast. It felt like the night after Damon had signed me up to go it was there! If I had a choice I would not be going.

“Hurry up!” Damon shouted from downstairs. I got out of my bed and went into the closet. I picked out a pair of jean short shorts, a yellow tank top with a half shirt, and a pair of black TOMS. I quickly flattened my hair and applied makeup. I grabbed my phone and walked downstairs.

“I am ready, unfortunately” I muttered under my breath.

“Don’t be so gloomy” Damon said.

“Hahaha, maybe you shouldn’t have brought me into this.” I sighed.

“You have always been in it” he smirked.

“Whatever. Let’s just get it over with” I said walking to the door with Damon close behind me. I jumped into Damon’s car and we sped off.

“Don’t we have to go get Bonnie?” I asked.

“Yea, that is exactly where I am going” he replied as we pulled up to Bonnie’s house. Damon got out of the car and walked up to the door just as Bonnie was walking out of the door. They said hello and then walked back to the car and got in.

“Good morning” Bonnie greeted.

“What’s so good about it?” I sighed.

“Well then, you’re not in a very happy mood today are you?” Bonnie said.

“When is she ever?” Damon asked. I glared at him and then punched him in the shoulder.

“Oww. What was that for?” he asked mocking hurt.

“Felt like doing it for fun.” I shrugged. Oh, how I loved hurting him.

“Well it wasn’t very nice now was it?” he said.

“I am not a very nice person” I retorted.

“Very true.” Damon sighed as we parked in the woods where you could see what was left of a huge mansion in the exact spot where the witches were burned.

“We have arrived.” Damon said getting out of the car. We all walked up to the house and walked through the door. Bonnie was in front of both Damon and me. Bonnie walked pass a window with ease but me and Damon were stopped for no reason. What is this for? I asked myself. Time to find out.

“Umm… Whatever witchy thing you two are up to. You better stop.” Damon said smirking.

“What you think I would do this to myself?” I asked as my hand started to burn. “Oww! Bonnie do something our rings aren’t working!” I said as the pain started to grow. Bonnie closed her eyes and then suddenly we were jerked forward. Damon and me both stepped out of the way of the light and looked around.

“Umm… Well, we are just going to wait outside. Have fun!” Damon said as both of us walked outside. The doors were slammed behind us and I jumped so high I think I could have reached the moon!

“Hate you two, Emily!” Damon shouted at the doors. My phone started to buzz and I took it out and looked at the caller ID.

“It’s Stefan” I said and answered the phone. “Hello?” I said walking down the steps.

“Where are you?” Stefan asked.

“Damon and me are with Bonnie at the house where the witches were burned. Why? What happened?” I asked starting to get worried.

“Katherine. She dressed up as Elena and Isobel kidnapped Elena. They took her somewhere.” He explained.

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Okay, so I know it has been a super long time since I uploaded and the chapter is short. But the past few months have been really hard on me and my family. So for this chapter and hopefully this chapter only! I give you permission to throw apples and pickles at me (gives you apples and pickles) but not at the face or hands please! I need those to write. So......

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