Miss Fell. (TVD Fanfiction)

Tragedy at the Falls

We were sitting in history class the next day and I raised my hand to answer the question, but Mr. Tanner shot me down, "Ms. Fell, you are one of my best students, but let's allow your classmates to participate in the lesson as well."

I put my hand down, upset, "Of course, Mr. Tanner."

"Ok, now, how many casualties resulted in the Battle of Willow Creek? Ms. Bennett?"

"Um...a lot? I'm not sure. Like a whole lot," Bonnie answered.

However Mr. Tanner replied, "Cute becomes dumb in an instant, Ms. Bennett. Mr. Donovan? Would you like to take this opportunity to overcome your embedded jock stereotype?"

I snickered as Matt replied, "It's ok, Mr. Tanner, I'm cool with it."

Mr. Tanner then turned his attention to Elena, "Hmm. Elena? Surely you can enlighten us about one of the town's most significantly historic events?"

I looked down knowing this would end well when she answered, "I'm sorry, I--I don't know."

I stiffened at Tanner's response, "I was willing to be lenient last year, for obvious reasons, Elena. But the personal excuses ended with summer break."

Then suddenly a voice broke through the stiffness in the air, "There were 346 casualties. Unless you're counting local civilians."

I raised my head and looked over toward the voice as Tanner addressed him, "That's correct. Mister...?"

Stefan answered, "Salvatore."

"Salvatore. Any relation to the original settlers here at Mystic Falls?"

"Distant."

Tanner continued, "Well, very good. Except, of course, there were no civilian casualties in this battle."

I covered my smirk as Stefan told off Mr. Tanner, "Actually, there were 27, sir. Confederate soldiers, they fired on a church, believing it to be housing weapons. They were wrong. It was a night of great loss. The founder's archives are, uh, stored in civil hall if you'd like to brush up on your facts, Mr. Tanner." The rest of the school day, unfortunately, was not as interesting.

I had arrived at the Falls just as the party was kicking off and was more than willing to indulge in the alcohol present. Of course I preferred to stand to the side and watch the madness from a distance. I watched as Caroline tried and failed to flirt with Stefan. I watched as Vicki took off with Tyler deeper into the woods while Matt wasn't watching. I watched as Stefan and Elena had a romantic scene on the bridge while both Matt and Caroline watched them longingly from a distance.

I rolled my eyes as I grabbed another bottle of beer and walked into the woods near where Tyler walked off with Vicki.  I came across fog and heard a faint scream. I ran towards it, "Vicki?"

I gasped and saw a man drop her to the ground before turning to me. He had blood all over his mouth and deformed eyes. I took off running back to the party, but was caught, "Where do you think you're going?" I swung the bottle that was in my hand, effectively shattering it on his temple. I kept on running while he was stunned. I had just made it to the edge of the trees where I could see the party and prepared to shout for help, when I was grabbed and whisked back into the dark trees.

I grunted in pain as my back hit the bark of a rather large pine tree. I looked up into the man's eyes as he commanded, "Don't move. Don't scream."

I froze and didn't move like he told me, only to whimper as he smirked and bit down into my neck. I gasped as he bit into his wrist and put it against my mouth. "Drink it."

I complied and allowed the sickening red fluid to run down my throat. The man then grabbed both sides of my face, "You will not remember what happened to Vicki or me. You are gonna walk me to your car and drive me to your house."

I nodded, gesturing, "This way."

We got to my car without anyone noticing us and I willingly drove the man to my house, the whole time screaming at myself to stop. However no matter what I tried, I couldn't stop,"What are you going to do to me?"

He grabbed my face, "Speak only when spoken to." We got out and walked up my front porch. The man then grabbed me again, forcing me to stare into his blue eyes, "Are you the only one who lives here?"

I shook my head, "No, I live here with my parents."

He smirked, "You are gonna walk in and act like everything's normal and then I want you to invite me in the back door."

I nodded and walked into my house, hearing my mother call, "Back so soon, Tabitha? I thought you wouldn't be home for another couple of hours."

I smiled at her, making my way to the back door, "Yeah, I don't know. I wasn't really in the mood to watch my friends make drunken fools of themselves."

My mother nodded, heading up the stairs, "Understandable dear, well I'm going to bed. You're father's already passed out on the couch, so try not to wake him. Goodnight, honey."

"Goodnight, mom." I then quietly slunk past my sleeping father on the living room couch to open the back door where the scary man was waiting, "Come on in."

He smirked stepping inside, "Perfect, now there's a couple more things I need from you. You need to take me to your room, clean yourself off, and give me your phone."

I frowned and led the man upstairs to my room. I handed him my phone as I took a shower, disgusted with myself. I got out and covered myself with a robe, exiting the bathroom. The man snickered, "You've got a nice glare, not that it'll help you." He handed me back my phone, "Here, I put my number in your phone. Whenever you see your master call, you will answer and then forget the conversation once I hang up, understand?"

I took my phone and tightened it in my fist, as he continued, "Oh and if anyone should ask why you left the party, tell them you were feeling sick. Now for the big finish, you will forget me and that I ever contacted you."

I blinked and looked around to find myself in my room, "I guess I should get ready for bed, hopefully I won't feel so sick in the morning."

Author's Note:

Hey, so how are the first couple of chapters? 

I'd like to know so I can improve my writing. 

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