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 cautiously enter the Mansion. The ghost hallways trigger emotions and broken memories that I rather keep deep in my subconscious. I shake off the memories and continue walking. My feet creak with every step. The house is terribly quiet and it begins to make me worry. I pick up my pace and enter each room. Every room is spotless and empty.
"Where the hell is he?"
As I was headed back to the front of the house, I noticed staircases leading to the basement.
"He has to be here".
I quietly and quickly open the door and find a hospital bed stained with dry blood. I immediately know its Damon's. Next to the bed there is rusty hospital utensils covered in crusty blood. I cringe and worry even more. The blood stains on the bed are a red-brown and seem pretty old.
"Oh Damon.. How long have you been here"?
I look to the ground and see a fresh puddle of blood,
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Next to the puddle faintly in blood, someone wrote HELP.
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My eyes widen.. and
I Run... Damon..
Jacobs POV
I wipe my tears as I faintly hear the door slam.
"I need to get up and get a hold of my self".
My heartaches, as I slowly lift myself up. I turn over to Dawn and she still breathing but barely. I quickly pick her up. I place her on the bed and put her in my black shirt. She tries to mutter words and blood comes out her mouth.
"Jake.. I.. -".
I cut her off.
"Shush.... Don't worry....Don't talk.... it's going to be okay".
I run into the bathroom and place a rag on the deep gashes on her chest and back. Dawn begins to tremble.
Suddenly the lights flicker and I look around confused.
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Then out of no where Stephen Hills appears holding Damon's unconscious body. Stephen climbs through the window and slams Damon's body on the floor.
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"Hello there, I have a proposition doggie". He grins evilly.
I instantly get up, ready to punch his face.
Stephen moves back. "Hey hey slow down dog, I didn't say fetch.. I just came to talk.
Regretfully I ask, "What do you want," I sneer.
"Well,.. Stephen sighs. "Lacie hasn't come to be and I am growing impatient".
"I don't know where she is.."
"Well, I want her.... And in return I save that dying one over there from the brink of death and give you Damon."
I gulp.. my mind looks for ideas.. Loopholes, but nothing resurfaced.
Stephen begins to play with the broken glass, twirling it in his hand.
"I mean she wouldn't like for me to deliver Damon's heart to her on a platter, all because of you.. or would she"?
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He laughs evilly.. "She would never forgive you".
Dawn begins wheezing and clenching to the sheets.
"You don't have much time... tick tock tick tock", Stephen laughs and sticks the glass into his hand making a deep gash... a deep crimson drop falls to the ground.
I begin to freak out, my hands get sweaty, the neck on my hair is on end...
