I spent most of my time trying my power, seeing how far I could push it while keeping control; surprisingly I was getting stronger and better every day. Stephan and Damon weren't scared of me losing control anymore so they didn’t really mind me practising when they were close. This was perfect, I was thinking of leaving to protect them but now I wouldn’t have to.
Today was like every other day, we were all sat at the boarding house, me and Elena would just talk while Bonnie, Damon and Stephan would be trying to figure out whether I was in danger staying in mystic falls, should we all move away to keep me safe bla bla bla...
I was perfectly safe here, my power would protect me, I knew it.
I looked at the clock and it was almost eleven at night.
"I better get home; my dad is getting funny with me always being out." I said, standing up and stretching.
"I'll walk with you." Damon said.
I waved my goodbyes to everyone and we left. It was a good twenty minute walk from the boarding house to mine when you walked slowly.
Damon and I walked in silence, both thinking deeply. Then he broke the silence.
"You don’t have to leave Sadie." He said calmly.
"Hmm?" I remembered he could read my mind. "Oh, yeah. I know I don’t, but a part of me thinks that it’s the only way." I said, unsure of myself.
I didn’t hear what Damon said next. I saw him, the man who stabbed Damon.
Vampire. My body screamed. Anger flared through me.
I took off and ran after him, Damon momentarily stunned then chasing after me. I pushed myself forward until I was close enough to the vampire. He turned around to face me but I didn’t see him, all I saw was Damon lying on the floor, dead.
I raised my left hand, letting the fire build up. "It’s time to take you away." I whispered, my voice scared me a little. I saw the fire come from my hand; it was like slow motion, everything happened all at once. Then I heard Damon.
"Sadie! Stop!"
Why did he want me to stop? This man was a Vampire, he was evil.
But I remembered Damon was one too, and he wasn’t evil. I pulled the anger back, the flame that shot from my hand stopped inches from the man’s face and extinguished.
I saw his face for the first time. It wasn’t the same one that had looked at me so evilly, the one who tried to kill Damon.
I stood in shock silence. I had almost killed an innocent person.
But I was so sure! He was a vampire... wasn’t he?
Damon walked past me up to the scared person and compelled him to forget, and then he turned to me.
"What were you thinking Sadie? You almost killed him!" Damon shouted. He was mad at me.
I looked down at the ground. Damon stood close to me and lifted my face so I was looking into his eyes "look at me!"
Tears formed in mine, angry tears. I hated the way he touched me, he was standing too close. Fire spread through my fingers and a small fire ball hovered in my palm. "Get. Away." I said through clenched teeth.
Damon took a step back, looking at me like he didn’t know me.
I realised what I was doing and shook the fire away.
"Damon. I’m sorry, I lost control." I whispered.
"Go home Sadie." He said, hurt in his voice. I turned and ran home, crying all the way, I sprinted up to my room, slammed the door shut and through myself on the bed.
Just one mistake, that’s all it takes, I could have lost Damon.
He hated me now.
I loved him, but that couldn’t protect him.
I knew what I had to do. It was my only choice.
I knew it from the beginning but I was too selfish to realise.
I had to leave.
I had to leave Damon, my dad, Mystic falls.
This was becoming far too familiar to me; erasing everything in hopes it would all be okay. But it was never okay, it never would be. My life was on repeat. I lost my mum because of an ancient curse, and now I was losing Damon because of it.
But I wouldn’t let Damon die; I could at least give him that.
It was time to think of others instead of myself.
I would let the water crystal find me, and I won’t fight. I'll let them destroy me, and hopefully the sun crystal will also be destroyed.
I won’t be evil, I won’t kill vampires!
First things first... Dad.
It wouldn’t be easy; he won’t let me go just like that.
I found him sitting in his arm chair in the living room watching TV.
"Dad, can I talk to you." I asked him, he looked at me, concerned and turned the TV off. "Sure sweetheart."
I sat on the couch.
"I’m leaving." There was no easy way to say it, so I said it quick, painless.
Dad looked at me, nothing showing on his face, only his eyes let the sadness through.
"I knew you would eventually. I should have known better than to drag you here. You've been so distant lately..." A single tear fell from his eyes. I got up and walked over to him, sitting on his lap like I always did when I was little. He pulled me into a hug, one I had missed for so long.
"No dad, you were right for bringing me here. I would never have realised how much life could give and take away if it wasn’t for this." We sat, hugging in silence. Dad eventually fell asleep. I decided to keep the pain to just one night and started packing my stuff. I left dad a note explaining where I was going and that I would call him when I settled down. I took one more look at my room, at my house, at my dad.
I was ready to leave, all my things packed in my car waiting outside, but I had one more thing to do.
I couldn’t tell Damon face to face, fear filled me at the thought. Would he care? Would he let me leave or not?
I sat down at the kitchen table and started writing.
Dear Damon
By the time you read this letter I will be gone, I know you probably don’t care right now, but I wanted to let you know.
We both know there is no other way.
It will not hurt for long, nothing ever does. You will forget me soon enough and I will forget you too.
We barely knew each other, rushed into things too fast.
What do two teenagers know about love?
I am glad that our feelings were mutual; it makes things so much easier.
I loved you Damon, but I can see now you were just a friend, and that’s how you saw me too.
I’m sorry I didn’t tell you this in person, but what reason did I have.
Thank you for being there for me Damon.
Sadie.
The hardest letter I have ever had to write. I was lying to myself. I loved Damon with every inch of my being, but I knew if I put it down on paper, I wouldn’t want to leave. It was best to make him think he was merely a friend. And now he wouldn’t even be that.
My heart broke with each word I wrote. My tears fell on the paper, marking it.
I was right about some things though. He was a vampire, he never aged. He will forever be a twenty year old boy, and his memory of me would fade.
I would never forget him; he was a permanent burn in my heart.
