Chapter 43

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Damon's POV:

I heard the door slam downstairs so I went to investigate. I walked past Stefan's room where Stefan and Patrick were on the floor looking almost dead. While Justine sits between them, she was crying. I really don't want to know what happened.

"Go away, Damon. No one wants you here!" Justine spat at me. I can't believe she was acting like this towards me!

"Oh, no babe. You do NOT-"

"Damon, they are dying, in need of a feeding. I can't do it by myself. Help? Please?" He begging made me feel bad. I walked over to her and sat down.

"Since you have helped me in my time of need. I will help you." I picked up Patrick and threw him over my shoulder.

"Do the same to Stefan, and follow me." I walked out of the room, I had no doubt that Justine could pick up Stefan herself. I walked out the door, and ran to the woods. My mind stopped on one thing.

"Oh my god! Justine!"

"What?"

"You think you can get them to feed without me? Because I need to look for Melissa!"

"Oh, shit! Yeah, I think I can handle it from here. Go. Find. Her!" She laid Stefan down and ran off into the woods probably to find a deer or something for each of them. I ran off to find Melissa, I can smell her. Her and someone else. No she is not with him!

Melissa's POV:

Justine walked into the door and seemed really mad. I am just going to leave now. I walked outside and I caught a whiff of someone new's scent. I ran toward the new smell. When I knew I was close I stopped. I knew who it was. I looked up and I felt the venom pool in my mouth.

"Really?"

"Really what, love?"

"I hate you!" I rushed at him and I bit at a spot on his neck where it looked messed up. I wonder what happened to him. You know what actually I don't. I just drank and drank as much as I could. When I finished I stood up and I looked down. There was no rise in his chest, his skin was whiter than before. I reached down and touched his skin it was ice cold. I killed Johnathan. I turned around to see Damon standing behind me.

"Damon! I killed him! I killed him!" He started to look angry.

"How. Could. You. Be. So. STUPID! You could have gotten killed!" He ran over to me and held me. I felt warmth, and water. Was he crying?

"Damon? Are you crying?"

"Yes actually."

"Oh, my god!" Never thought I would see him cry!

"I love you. Don't you ever do that again!"

"I promise I won't!"

"Good." He finally smiled, and I smiled back. I started to shake. "Let's get you home, you need to get cleaned up." I looked down at myself I was covered in blood.

"I'll burn the body okay? You go home." I said to him.

"Okay, you know how to make me come back." I simply nodded, and he was gone. I tuned to Johnathan's body and pulled out a lighter.

"Goodbye. Asshole." I threw the lighter. Bye, forever.

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