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"She wears strength and darkness equally well; the girl has always been half goddess, half hell." - nikita gill ♱♱♱
I arrive at the Salvatore boarding house to see Stefan. He has been watching over newly transformed Vicki Donovan, and I needed to know if it was all taken care of. I ring the doorbell and moments later the door opens revealing Damon. He leans on the door and smiles.
"Is Stefan here?" I raise an eyebrow.
"Yep," Damon says, and I roll my eyes.
"Where is he?" I ask.
"And good morning to you, little miss 'I'm on a mission.'" Damon remarks and I cross my arms.
"How can you be so arrogant and glib after everything that you've done?" I ask.
"And how can you be so brave and stupid to call a vampire arrogant and glib?" He smirks.
"If you wanted me dead, I'd be dead. Oh wait, that wouldn't happen because I'd kill you before you even get to lay a hand on me." I raise an eyebrow and he smirks yet again.
"You're not dead, yet." Damon glares at me, and I scoff.
"Where is Stefan?" I bark at him.
"He's upstairs singing "The rain in Spain." Knock yourself out." Damon brushes past me, and I walk in the house closing the door behind me.
I walk down the hall of the dimly lit home of the Salvatore's. "Stefan? Stefan?" I call out.
"Yes," Stefan replies from the top of the stairs.
"Where is Vicki?" I ask.
"She's upstairs." Stefan starts to walk downstairs.
"What happens now? Because Jeremy keeps texting and calling asking me to join him to search for her along with the rest of the town!" I ask.
"I'm working with her, but it's gonna take time. She's a very volatile and impulsive personality. She's a drug user. I mean, all that's gonna play a part in how she responds to this." Stefan says.
"So, she's a vampire with issues? What am I supposed to do? Because I'm lying to everyone that cares about her." I feel like it would be easier just to kill her, I am the slayer.
"I'm gonna keep her here with me until I know that she's safe." Stefan insists.
"How long is that?" Vicki chimes in from the top of the steps.
"We can talk about that later," Stefan tells her.
"Hey, Vicki, How are you?" I ask her trying to be sympathetic.
"How am I? You're kidding, right?" She rudely says back to her.
We sit at the dining room table, and I twiddle my fingers as Stefan teaches her the ways of being a new vampire.
