Maria Salvatore || The Vampire Diaries

three

(AN: before this chapter starts, I just want to say that I know Victoria justice is on the cover of this but I'm not sure I want her to be the face claim for Maria. I'll probably change the cover in the next few days. Okay, enjoy!)

Maria's POV

Damon is the first one to move a muscle, he walks up to me quickly and I brace myself for something to happen.

Instead he wraps his arms around my body, and nuzzles his head in my shoulder. I don't know how to feel or what to do, so I stand there, silently.

"Maria.." Damon whispers, his voice small.

Stefan has a confused yet worried look on his face, Elena just looks shocked.

Damon finally pulls away, he places his hands on the side of my face. Forcing me to make eye contact with him, "My sister. How are you here?" He asks, and once he does, realization hits me.

I hit his hands off my face, and take a step back.

"That's not any of your business." I say harshly, my eyes going back and forth between Damon and Stefan.

"What?" Stefan asks, stepping forward.

"What happened to you Maria? Why did you leave us?" Damon asks, he had this painful look on his face, it was mixed between hurt yet relief.

"I didn't leave you! You abandoned me!" I yell, I could feel myself getting angry, Damon and Stefan exchange worried glances. "What are you talking about? We didn't leave you. You were dead." Stefan tells me and I shake my head, "I wasn't. I transitioned, Katherine helped me finish it and I thought- I thought you two would be there. But you left me."

"We stayed in Mystic Falls for weeks after we transitioned, we looked for your body. Katherine was in the tomb-" Damon starts to say but I groan.

"No. You left. So I left." I tell them, "We didn't- we wouldn't have. Maria- we were there."

I gasped for air as I sit up from the hard cold ground, no one was in site. I quickly reach for my stomach, the bullet wound was gone. But the blood on my dress was stained.

As I stand up from the ground, I notice smoke coming from the old church, I quickly run over to the fire.

Many people stood on the front side of the church, yelling profanities, instead my attention was grabbed by a man standing a few feet away from the church, out of sight from the angry people.

I watch as he pulls someone out from a basement window, I don't recognize the man, but when I realize Katherine is the one he's helping out. I immediately run over.

The man looks startled by my presence, but Katherine looks almost glad.

"Katherine. What is happening? Are you alright?" I ask, looking down at her ripped and dirty attire, "Maria.. who killed you?" She asks and her question confuses me.

"What?" I mutter, the sound of the angry men getting louder.

"Katherine. You need to leave, now." The man says and Katherine nods, she grabs my hand, "Thank you for your help. We must never speak a word of this." She tells him and he nods, before he runs in a opposite direction.

"Let's go." She tells me and I gulp and nod, following her into the woods.

"Who shot you?" She asks a moment later, once we were further enough away from the crowd, "I don't- I don't know." I mutter, looking down at my blood stained dress.