"You're a dumbass"
Alaric, Jeremy and Amelia sat in the Hospital waiting room, Ric on the phone to Matt with Jeremy sat beside him, puking into a blue plastic bag. Amelia crinkled her nose in disgust, leaning against the wall opposite them.
"Gee thanks" The Gilbert boy groaned, shooting her a glare when he looked up from the bag.
She shot him a smirk back, still emotionless, refusing to turn it on till Alaric kept up his end of the deal. Until then, Alaric was keeping her well within his sight, to spare the lives on any innocents she could feed on. Surprisingly, she was behaving well so far, and he couldn't help but be a little suspicious.
Looking a little green, Jeremy once again pukes loudly into the bag, Alaric patting his back with little sympathy "Atta boy. Get her all out"
"Is he seriously still wasted?" Matt asked over the phone.
"Yeah, little punk showed up on my doorstep at four in the morning. Drunk" Ric tells him "I thought you two were looking for Sarah together?"
"I did my part" Jeremy groans in defense "She is definitely not hiding in the Salvatore liquor cabinet" Amelia couldn't help but snigger at that, holding her hands up innocently when Alaric sent her a look.
"Listen, what about your vampire-hating neighbor hood watch guy? If Sarah goes to him for help, that's a problem" The Original tells Matt, stating what had become obvious to everyone involved.
"I'm on my way to Tripp's office now" Matt replies "I think I can get him to trust me and tell me what he knows"
"That's overwhelmingly optimistic" Amelia butts in "Shall we start running now? You know, for when you inevitably screw this up?"
"Oh, so she's still not herself again?" Matt realizes, not even responding to her, talking to Ric.
Ric sighed "Not yet. I've had a underage drunk punk to deal with. She's next on my list of priorities" When he sees Jo coming, he gets to his feet "Be safe" He says before hanging up, smiling at Jo as she approaches them.
"Hi" He greets, as Jo narrows in on Jeremy.
"Who do we have hear?" She asks, now also glancing at the Evans girl, who laughed at Jeremy as he vomited once again.
"That's Amelia" Alaric introduces, and Amelia shoots the Doctor a fake smile "This is Jeremy" He then continues, pulling the Gilbert boy to his feet "Jeremy Gilbert. He's a little..."
"Underage?" Jo finishes off for him, seeing the state of the boy.
Amelia rolls her eyes "What gave you that impression?"
When she gets given another looks, she just glares back, storming off in annoyance while they finish up. Wandering down the hall, she steals a Doctor's jacket from a side table, and makes her way to the storage rooms. Walking in, she spots a male nurse putting blood bags into a freezer, and smirks.
Being as quiet as possible, she rushes up behind him and pulls him back, covering his mouth with her to muffle his screams. Letting her face transform, she bit down into his neck, aiming for the vocal cords to shut him up.
"Mhh" She hums, dropping his drained body to the ground, wiping some stray blood from her cheek "Now, that was good"
****
In Alaric's office, Amelia sat at his desk, a pen and paper in front of her. Beside her, was the stack of letters she'd wrote to Damon, so was the box filled with everything of his she had left. Grabbing them, she threw them in the box without a second glance, and began to write in on the blank piece of paper.
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Forever Yours - Damon Salvatore
Fanfiction"The day you died, it was as if my heart was made of glass. It shattered into pieces, and no one was able to glue it back together." "Why didn't you just move on? Why didn't you save yourself a...
