I stood outside the boarding house, the large looming door causing me to feel even smaller than I am. I hesitated as I raised my fist to knock on the door. I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath, before knocking once, twice, three times. I then turned to look at the front porch, taking in the sights, the green grass with the morning dew with lingering on the blades, catching the sunlight. I heard the door open behind me and so I spun around to see Damon in the doorway.
"Can I help you?" He asked, crossing his arms and taking a step outside.
"Damon Salvatore, it's good to see you again," I replied with a smirk, "brother."
Damon's stern look faltered for a brief moment before rushing over and pinning me against the wall, holding my neck against it with his forearm.
"What kind of sick joke are you playing?" His eyes blazing. "Did Klaus send you?"
"K-Klaus is here?" I managed to squeak out as I was struggling. Damon is a few inches taller than me, so he was able to lift me off the ground and still have me at eye level.
"Answer my questions!" He practically yelled.
"Damon, you're hurting me." I pawed at his arm in an attempt to get him to let go.
"How do you know my name?" He slammed me into the wall again.
"Because," I failed to get out above a mumble, "I'm your sister." This made Damon let go and take several steps back.
"Not possible." He looked at me dazed and shook his head. I reached up to my neck and swallowed a few times.
"Well, it's the truth."
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The Missing Piece
FanfictionCleona Anne Salvatore hasn't seen her brothers since 1859, when she was only 16 her mother died and her father kicked her out of the house. When she learns from Elijah that her brothers are alive and in Mystic Falls she heads to Virginia to see the...
