chapter 24

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Lydia's POV

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I plopped myslef on my bed, running my fingers through my hair, humming i dont care i love it

I took out my phone and logged in to my instagram account, posting a selfie.

'the struggles of bordom' was my caption

i instantly got a comment from my best friend

'wish i was with you :('

i smiled commenting 'miss you :( visit soon!'

'i will' she commented back.

I put down my phone.

I ran down the stairs and out the door.

I was now in the grill.

The girls bathroom.

My head hurt like hell.

I put my hand to my head and groaned.

It just made it hurt more.

I screamed.

A man ran in.

I couldn't make his face

He picked me up whispered "you'll be okay"

My vision got blurry.

I felt the leather but then I couldn't.

My body went numb.

"Don't close your eyes" the man kept repeating.

My eyelids got heavy.

And that's where everything went black.

I woke up.

Everyone staring at me.

Damon. Stefan. Klaus. Beckah. Kol. Jeremy. Elena. Elijah. Caroline. Everyone.

Everyone sighed in relief.

I only knew half of those people.

Like who was that blond girl?

I heard them call her Caroline

"Who did this to you?" Klaus asked

"She's back" I softly said

"Who's back?!?!" Damon asked

"Talia"

"Hello... Lydia" she said with a devil grin

I breathed heavily

"You!" I pointed my finger at her "you..."

"Me!" She smirked

My breath was still hard

I gulped down the fear and tried to get up.

My knees were weak and I fell

She laughed at me "I have plans for you. And the cure"

"The-the cure" my voice shakily said

"The what?" Stefan asked

"The cure, it's the cure for vampirism, and talia... Why me? You are the one that hurt me!" My voice still shaky

"Because I hate you"

My head hurt again.

I screamed.

The all circled me.

The pain went away.

And so did Talia

"You freaks you let her go!" I said

A/N:

OMG guys 500 reads! And we're already half way to 600!

Ily guys so much!

Ooh the cure...

I have plans..

*evil grin*

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