Bloodlust → Stefan Salvatore [1]

Bloodlines

Above you'll see an image of Alaric Saltzman

     The man kneels down and reaches in the car. I try my best to move away, but I'm stuck, I can't move. I reach for my phone to grab it, but I see the man disappear into the night. I sit there in silence, until someone jumps in front of the car. I yell. It's only Damon.
      "You okay in there?" I feel my forehead, it's bleeding. He looks up.
      "Okay, Blake, in going to need you to put your hands on the roof." I do as he says.
      "One... two... three." My body falls forward, but not completely since my hands are there. I grab my phone as Damon pulls me out.
      "Elena... s-she looks like her..." I feel my body start becoming heavy, and my eyes begin to dim. I fall into Damon.
      "Stay with me Blake!" He yells. I close my eyes.

     I open my eyes to a long road, with no cars. The radio is echoing the words of a well known country song. I look over to see Damon. I instantly sit up.
      "Ah, Blake. Nice to know you're not dead." I give him a fake laugh. I feel my forehead, the gash is gone.
      "Oh, yeah. I healed you. You know, injuries, pesky little things."
      "Were you the person I almost hit?" I ask. He smiles.
      "You really think I go on night strolls, of course not." I realize I don't recognize the area around us.
      "Damon... where are we?"
      "Georgia."
      "WHAT?!" I yell. "TURN AROUND, DAMON!!!" He rolls his eyes and pulls over.
      "Really? We're already this far out, we are not turning around!" My phone rings from the center console, but Damon grabs it before I do.
      "Hello, brother." I can here Stefan on the other side.
"Damon? Where's Blake? Can you put him in the phone." He looks over at me, and I shake my head.
      "Sorry, Stefan. He's a little busy right now." He hangs up the phone and puts it back in the center console.
      "I'll go," I give in. "but o my if there is no compulsion and everything is safe." I demand. He rolls his eyes yet again.
      "Fine, if you wanna do it the boring way." He starts driving down the street once again.

Damon pulls into a parking spot and flames over to a sign on top of a building.
"It's been a while." I look over. Bree's Bar. He hops out of the car and I follow him out. We walk inside the bar, I see a black womanizer behind the bar, she turns to us with a smile.
      "Damon Salvatore!" She announces. Everyone in the room turns and stares at us. She strolls over to us and kisses Damon. Umm... isn't she a bit older?
      "Blake..." Damon starts. "this is Bree. We met in college. Incredible witch." She steps back.
      "Drinks?"
      "Oh, of course." Damon and her walk behind the bar. My phone vibrates in my hand, Jenna is calling.
      "Jenna, hi."
"Blake, where are you?"
      "Did you not here me leave this morning. I went into school early." I hear her sigh.
"Next time can you give me a heads up?"
      "Uh yeah, sure thing, I gotta go I'm doing school work, bye." I hang up before she can say bye back. As soon as I hang up my phone rings again. I roll my eyes. It's Stefan.
      "What is it?"
"I just wanted to check in..."
      "Why does she look like her, Stefan?" He doesn't say anything. I hang up and slide my phone in my pocket. I walk over and slide into the chair next to Damon. I grab his beer and take a huge sip of it.
      "Someone's enjoying themselves a little too much."
      "Please, this is me drinking away my issues." I complain.

     Bree smiles and licks her lips. I look down at the tray of shots. Damon opens his mouth.
      "One..." I get ready. "Two..." I rest my hands on the table. "THREE!" He shouts. I grab the shot glass and dump the alcohol down my throat. I make an odd face after words, the result of a strong alcohol. I grab Damon's beer again.
"Hey." He pouts.
"Learn to share, unless you wanna sleep alone for the rest of your life." I take another huge sip.
"You have a very low tolerance. We've been at this for an hour and a half and you're already dizzy."
"Please..." I start. My phone rings and I shove the beer into Damon's chest.
"Hello?" I hear Jenna's voice, but I don't know what she's saying.
"Hold on, it's too loud. I'm gonna go outside." I run out the back door and trip on a block of wood and drop my phone. I reach down to get it but I fee someone grab me and pull me away.