Wreckless (Vampire Diaries)

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My feet carried me away from them, I had know control over them I just kept walking.

I could feel the sun beating on my pale skin, and the cool breeze whipping through my hair as I walked silently. I felt the plush grass on the heels of my bare-feet. I reached my hand out and touched the trees that past by as I walked even deeper into the only forest.

Something was drawing me to this forest. All I could see was trees, and wild flowers swaying above me. From where I was looking it looked like this place was a never ending path. But I was proved wrong when I saw a little cottage hiding in between the thick tree trunks. 

It looked like a unoccupied humble home, so my feet walked me closer to it. When it came in sight I saw that there were rose bushes on either side of a old wooden door. The ivy had began to swallow the house, and I could see the broken glass fogging over. The house was only one story and looked to be quite vintage for being out here today. I would think that the construction workers already had crushed this house to pieces. There were no light coming in from the windows, and it looked like a dark place to be, yet the wild flowers lining the outside brightened up the outside.

My feet led me to the door, and stopped pushing me like they were when I was going through the forest. Now they were working on my command. I tried to turn around, but was caught by a sound. A sound of crying. And it didn't just sound like a normal cry of a human, it sounded more like a weeping child.

My back was to the door, but my feet stuck to the soil. I got curious and turned around to open the door. When I laid my fingers on the door knob the crying turned to whimpering. I turned the handle, and the door creaked open, and all I could see was darkness. I took a step inside, and the door closed behind me. I could see the light of a lantern, with a flickering candle inside. The whimpering had become quieter and turned to whispering. I couldn't quite get a hold on what they were saying but I could hear where the sounds were coming from.

I walked towards the whispering, and came across a little girl. Her crimson hair cascaded down her back, and her little feet stuck out from behind. She was sitting down on what looked like a leather couch. The lantern brightened her hair, and created a shadow on the oak floors. I walked closer to see her head tightly in her hands. Every once in a while she would whimper or hiccup. I wanted to comfort her, and hold her little figure in my arms, but someone got there before me.

"Oh, Rose." He cooed.

The large figure walked over to the little girl, and wrapped his arms around her, and sat down beside her. The little girl crawled on his lap, and buried her head in his chest. The man looked to be in his twenty's. He lad shoulder length dirty blonde hair, and I could see his eyes sparkle in the sunlight peeking in from the windows. His eyes were a light blue with specks of a sea green. They looked beautiful in this kind of lighting, but I didn't focus to much on his eyes. I was still caught up in how he got here.

It was like he had just walked through a wall to get here, because I didn't hear the creak of the door opening.

His hands combed through her hair, and cooed things into her little ear.

They didn't even know I was right in front of them watching there every move.

After a few more minutes the man stood up, and place the girl back where she was sitting on the sofa.

"I have to go Rosanna."

And just like that he left. Leaving me and the girl in the room.

Her face was down so I couldn't take in her appearance. She looked lonely, and sad. Her beautiful curls fell in her face as she kept her head down.

I could see the tears dripping from her face, and she started shaking. She must have been cold, it was kind of chilly. Being the nice person I was I slipped off my jacket, and was getting ready to drape it over her shoulders when she whispered something.  I leaned my ear down to her level trying to catch watch she was something.

Her arms were shaking faster, and she was chanting something louder and faster. Her head began to lift up slowly while her mouth was still moving. Then I saw her.

Her delicate little fingers were covered in blood in front of her lap, and she was staring right at me. Her mouth was moving faster and louder, but I still couldn't focus on what she was saying. She shook her head trying to clear her mind, and that's when I saw her face. Her eyes were gray with a hint of blue. Her hair shaped her face perfectly. I took in all the sharp edges that molded the face. Her pink plush lips moved up and down.

The guy who came in wasn't just a stranger, I had seen him before. His hair reminded me of someone, and his eyes made it clear that I had known him once before. But what was his name.... Niklaus.

The girls name...Rosanna, wasn't it? The night that I had met Nick for the first time in a 'dream' he had said a name. A name I could'nt put my finger on. 

Rosanna...Rose...Rosie. 

This had to be connected some how.

Her bright red hair...her gray eyes...and her eyes... were an exact mirror of me.

Her voice became a scream, and tears were pouring down her eyes. But then she stopped, and stared right at me.

Her eyes were know longer a stormy gray, they were a dark red. Her little fingers were know longer delicate, but they were long ad pointy like talons. Her beautiful teeth were know longer straight, they were shaped like knives. And her perfect face was know longer flawless it was scarred. Her mouth moved slowly and clearly so I could hear the words coming out of her mouth.

"Lies. There all lies."