"I love him. I love my brothers. But for some fucking reason they just want to rip each others hearts out.
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in which a girl is caught in the middle of a war, and she so happens to fall in love with the enemy
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in which he is willing to chase he...
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"LONG NIGHTS, DAYDREAMS
SUGAR AND SMOKE RINGS, I'VE BEEN A FOOL
BUT STRAWBERRIES AND CIGARETTES ALWAYS TASTE LIKE YOU"
Strawberries and cigarettes - Troye Sivan
2x08
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DIANA WOKE UP on some old couch with a terrible headache. Letting out a small groan she sat up, making Elena know that she was finally awake. Diana moved her eye aroung the large room. It was old and ugly, the was stairs at the end of the room and all the windows had been covered with wood boards. The paint was chipping of the walls and the roof looked like it could fall of any minute. The doppelgänger next to her had been awake for a while now, and hadn't wasted any time to start asking questions from their kidnappers Rose and Trevor.
Apparently, some Original vampire needs Elena to break the curse, and it isn't the moonstone that breaks the curse. The ritual breaks it, and the stone binds it. Rose and Trevor want to give Elena and Diana to a man named Elijah, wanting to apologize for something they did 500 years ago. Elena hadn't gotten much information about why they want Diana too, since Rose had only told her to ask the said girl herself.
"Well that's some information you got there, Elena." Diana said after the doppelgänger explained everything to her. "But why kidnap me too? I'm not a doppelgänger, hopefully."
Elena sighed looking down at her lap, "Rose told me to ask you, saying that you would know."
"But I don't. I don't even know who this Elijah-dude is!" Diana said frustarated, she was so confused. The more she thought about it, the more she thought that her head was going to explode.
"What do you mean?" Rose asked, now coming into the room along with Trevor who started to but wood in front of the windows so that light couldn't get in.
"You're Rose?" Diana asked, more like stated.
Rose only stepped closer to her, "What do you mean you don't remember?" she repeated.
"Look, I don't know who the hell you are, or what you want from me, so could you please explain?"
Rose turned to Trevor, "Did you get the wrong girl?"
Trevor raised his hands in defense, "No! Look at her yourself! She's exactly like the people in New Orleans told us, brunette, weird blue-green eyes, full lips and eyebrows and defined cheekbones and jaw. The same height too, about 5ft7! Look at the damn picture, the same girl." Trevor held up a picture on his phone to Rose.
Diana had to move a little to get a look at it. The picure had her in it, wearing a dress that was probaply from the 1910's or something. Her brown curly hair was in a low bun, and she was smiling. Next to her was a man, also wearing a suit that belonged in the 1910's, he had a darker skin, brown eyes and almost shaved head, and a grin on his face. His right arm was wrapped around her shoulder, his left arm wrapped around another girl with blonde hair. She too looked like she was from the 1910's. She was beautiful, and had red full lips and she was looking up at the man with a smile and what seemed to be a loving gaze. Her hair was in a low loose bun, just like Diana's.
