Ebony Gilbert: The secret sister (Vampire Diaries fan fiction)

New friends?

I leaped down off the wall and walked foward into the woods where I had seen this mysterious silhouette dissapear to. As I walked on, it was if the fog was following me. Stalker. I thought as I continued my little stroll. I glanced down at the watch on my left hand, Everyone else should be finishing in a few minutes. The atmosphere felt cold, and I rubbed my arm. I refused to show how scared I was, escpecially when I heard a loud swooshing sound. I spun round, and there was nothing there. I mumbled under my breath and continued walking.

I yawned lightly and and stumbled over a small root sticking out the ground, I looked down and saw a foot print in the slightly wet mud. I straightened back up and continued to walk.

"At least I'm not halucianating." I mumbled my breath.

"But you are talking to your self ..." A deep, and if I may say so rather sexy voice called out. I turned roud and as I suspected, nothing there.

"At least have the courage to show yourself you creep!" I yelled to no one in particular. I heard a chuckle coming from my left, I continued walking. I felt something brush past me, and I stumbled off corse.

"This game of your's is really getting annoying. But two can play at that game!" I smirked at my smartness. This stranger wanted to mess around with me, well I'll mess around with them! I sat down, my back against a tree. I crossed my arms stubbornly and waited. 

"That is very immature." The deep and oh so sexy voice called out. I let out a quiet chuckle and grinned.

"Who's the immature one that started this in the first place you deranged stalker?" I said, a hint of sarcasm and playfulness in my voice. It had actually escaped my mind until now about how this person had dissapeared so quickly. There was an awkward silnce for a while before I got rather bored. I yawned and stood up and walked away. By now I wasn't scared at all, in fact I was rather amused with this whole situation. My stalker (As I will know refere to him as.) was silent, but I knew he was stalking me. Like stalkers do.

"I don't suppose you know anyone by the name of Katherine?" The mystery voice called out. I rolled my eyes."

"Nope." I said, popping.

Following that, there was more silence. I thoguht of an idea and smiled. I was so smart.

"So what is your name?" I asked in a neuatral tone.

"Why do you want to know?" He replied

"Probably because if you tell me your's i'll tell you mine." I said, shrugging. I felt someone breathing down my neck and I kicked my leg backwards. It definetly connected with something, because I felt my foot bang against bone, and a grunt from this mystery person.

"I your dreams." He whispered and I growled.

"Geeze you're such a ... such a ... STALKER!" I yelled and stomped off in a mini hissy fit.  I heard an amused chuckle coming from behind me and I continued walking angrily. 

"Oh shoot ..." I mumbled to my self and took off at a run, Elena was going to kill me. Here I was playing games with my stalker, when I was about to be late for. Tonight was the comet, and there was going to be a huge party tonight.

"What you running for?" My stalker asked. It sounded so close as if he was behind me. Too busy to ignore him I just mumbled.

"Party." I said before speeding my pace up. I ran out of the forest like my life depended on it and headed towards my house. Elena was outside, anger rolling off her in waves. I skid to a stop in front of her panting. She looked beyond pissed.

"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN EBONY?!" Elena screeched.

"ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?!" I screeched back, holding my ears. She grumbled and dragged me inside. Here comes the make over from hell I thought to myself. Sure enough, Elena shoved my party clothes towards me, which happened to be a strapless deep purple dress that went to my knee's, It was actually rather pretty. I put the dress on and slipped into some small high heels. Elena insisted I wore slightly bigger high heels, but I didn't have a suicide wish. 

I sat down at my desk and was attacked by make up. I went through the painful process of every type of make up you can imagine. Lip stick, lip gloss, blusher, eye shadow, eye liner, lip liner, mascara, skin foundation ... and theres hundreds more. 

By the time Elena had finished, I must admit she made me look smoking hot! My dark brown hair was down with extremely straight, hanging around my breasts with one single curl on my face. I grabbed my jacket, incase It got cold and met up with Elena in the hall way. She looked stunning! Her dress was black, and slightly longer than mine but it a lovely, white silk flower near the top left corner. We hooked arms and skipped down stairs. Jeremy was down stairs and once he layed eyes on us, he shook his head.

"Guys ... This isn't a meeting with the queen. It's a casual party!" He said, and insisted we went up and changed. I sighed and stomped back up the stairs and threw the dress off.

"Stupid party dress ..." I said glaring at it, before changing into a neon green shirt, with a pair of bright red skinny jeans. I wore my converse trainers and took out the curl in my hair. Now, I looked like someone who escaped from an asylum, and that is just the look I wanted. I wiped away half my make up and skipped down stairs, loving the feeling of having no heels. This time, Jeremy accepted our appearances, and we were able to leave the house. I opened the door and walked right into what felt like a brick wall. I looked up and it was stefan. I rubbed my nose and mumbled under my breath as Elena shoved me back.

"Hey STefan!" Elena said happily, and me and Jeremy exchanged glances trying not to laugh. 

"Hey .... You guys going out somewhere?" Stefan asked, and Elena nodded.

"Yep! Were going to the party in the forest. Do you want to come with us?" She asked. I groaned quietly and glared at Elena. Nice going, now we have to put up with Stefan ... My mind said angrily. Apparently Jeremy was most likely thinking the same thing as me, as we both wore the same angry expression our faces. Elena glared at us and walked out, arm in arm with STefan. Once they were out of ear shot me and Jeremy ended up laughing madly as we made our way to the party separately. Jeremy eventually escaped to the stoner group that hung inside the forest, while I sat in the hut drinking my third cup of alcohol. Caroline, Bonnie, Elena and Stefan were too busy talking and I was getting quiet pissed of with it. It was as if I had become invisible. Feeling abandoned, I went to find Jeremy. Wow you are such a loner My mind told me. I grumbled and walked into the forest in search of my brother. Instead I came across Tyler and Vicki AND my Brother. Jeremy was stood there frozen behind a tree, most likely watching in a non - creepy way. As always, Vicki and Tyler were kissing, and Tylers hands were roaming all around her. I resisted the urge to puke, and as if I had mentally knocked some sense into Vicki, she began resisting.  Tyler on the other hand had other idea's, and ignored Vicki's protests. Jeremy seemed very angry.

"OI TYLER! She told you to stop!" Jeremy yelled, and gave Vicki enough time to get out Tylers grasp and run. Tyler glared at Jeremy, and Jeremy punched Tyler right in the face. I gasped as Tyler went to throw a punch back. Jeremy ducked, narrowly missing a punch that would of probably sent him into a coma. I stormed up to them and shoved them both. Each seemed shocked at my strength and stumbled.

"STOP IT YOU STUPID IDIOTIC ASS HOLES!" I yelled loudly. Tyler shot us a death glare, and went to go back to the party. Jeremy thanked me and we went off to find Vicki. I couldn't see her anywhere ... Until I fell over something. I looked at what I had fallen over and let out an ear peircind, blood curdling scream. We attracted enough attention for people to help us carry Vicki Donavon's limp but not lifeless body back tot he hut. I was in tears, as I looked at Vicki. Some one called an ambulance as she was just alive, but there was a large amount of blood flowing from her neck. I looked away from the blood as Elena and Jeremy tried to console me. I could never deal with people being injured. It was sort of my weakness. We left the party, but Stefan was already gone. He had left as soon as he saw Vicki's body. The way he acted made me suspicious. I looked uncertainly at him before he vanihsed like my freaky stalker person who I will now refer to as David. We walked inside the house and I went straight to my room. I stuffed my face into my pillow and fell asleep, the images of Vicki's bloody and limp body flashing in my mind ...