"What the hell is going on in here?" Damon stopped the moment he saw us. His face was covered in an emotion I didn't care to recognize, and of course he had a snarky comment Like, "Please tell me this isn't a freaky roll playing game, you better be wearing pants under those sheets or so help me god-"
"Get out Damon." I cut him off.
"Excuse me?" He cocked his head to the side. "I said, Get. Out." I seethed.
"You can't just tell me to-"
"Go away, Leave!" I chucked my pillow at him. I was reaching for the lamp before he vanished. I held it for a moment then threw it anyway. Klaus seemed shocked and confused but he remained quiet. So quiet it drove me mad.
"I'll be back." I jumped up from the bed.
"Where are you going?" He asked as I shimmied into a pair of pants. "I need some air." I threw on a shirt; most likely his actually. "I'll come with you then." I went to stand.
"No." I slammed the door and made my way outside. I walked around to the window I had been staring out of in my night mare. I can't explain why I'm so agitated, so angry. I wanted to scream but instead I ran a hand threw my hair.
"Rylee."
I turned around to look at my visitor and wanted to burst into tears. No, it wasn't Stefan, but I was suprisingly just as greatful to see my other brother standing there.
Before I could even think twice about it I was hugging him and the tears once again cascaded down my cheeks, sobbs silently racking my body.
Damon's grip tightened, "What did he do to You?" He growled. "Klaus didn't do anything, Damon. You have to stop thinking that way, he would never hurt me, not intentionally." I sniffled. Honestly I think I'm just trying to reassure myself.
Klaus would never hurt Stefan. He would never do that to me. "I need you to stop thinking of him as a monster." I pulled away.
He completely disregarded my comment and went on to ask, "What happened then if Niklaus Mikaelson didn't hurt you."
"It was just a dream. A terrible, terrible dream." I shook my head.
"About Stefan?" He guessed.
I nodded sheepishly, awaiting whatever lecture he had for me.
"Listen to me Rylee." He started.
"Nothing is going to happen to that dear brother of ours."
"You don't know that for sure." I protested. "Of course I do. He's a ripper, in a town full of average vampires and your..." He trailed off and I couldn't help but laugh a bit, "My what?" I challenged.
"You know! Don't make me say it." He whined. "Pleease Damon." I pouted.
"I dont even know what to call him!"
"He's my boyfriend, Damon." I crossed my arms. "That's disgusting, I'm not calling him That." He cringed.
"My significant other?" I tried. "Back to the subject." He concluded.
"Stefan will rip right threw anyone or anything."
I rolled my eyes, "That doesn't make me feel any better."
"Stefans fine." He sighed. "Now go talk to your....Hybrid- he's been watching you the whole time." He winced.
I shook my head, "I can't right now, I have some where to be. Later, Damon."
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Til Death Do We Part
Fanfiction•Sequel• ○Vampire Diaries/Originals○ Sometimes there is no next time, No timeouts, and no second chances. Sometimes it's now or never. - Rylee Salvatore back at it again? If you've made it this far then you know she doesn't give up easily. She's be...
