All I See Is Red (TW/ TVD)

Part 9

I sigh as I place my bag on the table. I don't know why each time I come home I expect Dad to be sitting at the table going through cases as he normally would, but instead I'm welcomed home by an empty, cold house. Who was I kidding, his probably long gone by now. I just wish I could of explained myself, maybe then he would of understood.
I make my way up stairs to my room and open the door, not noticing Damon sitting in my chair. "Well haven't you been busy."
I roll my eyes, great this is just what I need, the person who turned my life upside down. "What are you doing here? Wait, how'd you even get in here?"
"Well I'm glad you ask." He sits himself up. "You see I'm new here and being the curious person I am, I introduced myself to, oh what's his name?" Damon said tapping his finger on his chin mockingly. "Ned? No that's not it. Nathen? Mmm doesn't sound right. Noah? That's it. He invited me in. He's a really nice guy."
"I swear if you did anything to him I-"
"You what?" Damon said standing up. "You can barely control yourself let alone take me on. And beside I didn't touch a single hair on his pretty little head. It's not my fault he doesn't like the new and improved Stiles."
"Damon I'm going to need you to leave." I said clenching my fists.
"But I haven't even showed you the surprise yet." He fake pouted.
I run my hands done my face in frustration, letting out a long, exhausted sigh. "Fine, what's the surprise."
"Oh Rosalee." Damon called out in a high voice.
A girl looking around my age, who I presumed was Rosalee, walked in with tears running down her face, she was terrified. I stepped back in confusion and fear. "What the hell is this?"
Damon walked over to Rosalee putting his arm over her shoulder making her shudder. "Damon whatever this is please don't. Just let her go." I plead. I figure Damon has her under his compulsion and is planning to hurt her.
"Isn't she a pretty one." Damon said tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
"Help me... please, I-I don't want to die." Rosalee begged, unable to control her legs shaking from fear, it looked like any second they would collapse from underneath her.
I didn't know what to do, what could I possibly do anyway? I didn't stand a chance against Damon, where was Stefan when you needed him.
The only thing I could think of doing was trying to comfort the poor girl. "It's going to be okay, I promise." Rosalee nodded and whispered an 'okay'. She seemed to trust me.
"Don't make promises you can't keep." Damon said showing his fangs.
"No! Stop-" I raced over to try and rip Damon off the girl before he sunk his fangs into the side of her neck, but I was too late.
He pulled back, purposely allowing the blood to trickle down her neck, knowing very well that I was watching. "Go ahead, have a taste." Damon insisted.
I couldn't explain how much I wanted her blood. The way it smelt, the way it look, it was all heavenly.
Rosalee held her wound, staring at me with pleading eyes to get her out of here. But I didn't care about her or anything except for the blood at that moment. It was as if all self control vanished into thin air. "Your one of them! Get away from me, get way!" She squealed desperately trying to get away from me. Nothing fazed me at this moment, I continued to slowly walk towards her, as if my subconscious was trying ever so hard to stop me, but my vampire instincts were far too strong.
"No, no, no, no." She shook her head, not wanting to accept the fact that she was going to die.
By now I was face to face with her, fully shifted. She looked up at me with terror written all over her face, still shaking her head. "Y-you promised."
"Well I lied." I said before sinking my fangs into her neck. She screamed, desperate for someone to hear her.
But no one did; well that's what I thought.

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