~ The Legend of Damon and Pythias ~
17 September 1950 ~ Ruby
The next month has been crazy; at least I can’t say it has been as boring as before. I had said that exact statement to Enzo and Damon and they both laughed at my optimism. I had just shrugged not responding.
I don’t want to spend my days being afraid of the next. I want to stop thinking whether or not I’ll make it through the day. Whether Damon or Enzo will come back from upstairs. I’ve spend most of my life in misery; first because I felt like I wasn’t good enough to live a life as the rich perfect girl in the rich perfect little family, then because I lost Eric and therefore my last shot at a new life, after that being alone for a decade and lastly being an Augustine Vampire. I don’t want to spend every day being afraid knowing it might be my last.
Though I’m a vampire, living in this hole almost makes me forget it. I feel weak down here, knowing I can be killed any time.
My only defense is sarcasm and optimism.
As I was saying; the last month has been weird, again. Whitmore started coming in less and less, giving us more time to think about what wicked plan he is coming up with now. According to the notes Enzo has read he is still working on a serum to turn vampires against each other. That can only mean one thing; Whitmore isn’t giving up on that serum just yet.
But the thing that actually blew my mind was the fact Mathew suddenly started to spill his father’s secrets when I asked him about it. I didn’t even think he would answer any of the questions I had thrown at his head, but to my surprise he answered every single one.
He told us Whitmore went to meetings with the rest of the Augustine Society. I didn’t even know they had meetings. What the hell should they talk about? What is the best way to make blood flood? Should we use more Vervain on our subjects?
Apparently, Whitmore hardly went to those meetings but now he had taken the lead in it, to make sure his fellow demons would help him find a way to create the serum he has been working on.
I still feel bad; I can’t ignore the glances Mathew is giving me when he thinks I’m not paying attention or the smiles he gives me when I am. I can’t ignore the feeling that makes me want to puke every time he does that. It isn’t fair from me to use him this way, but now we have started it, I have no idea how to stop.
I actually like the guy. So what am I supposed to do? Walk up to him and say ‘hey I’m sorry but I’ve used you the last months in order to survive. But hey, no hard feelings right?’. As if that is going to cut it.
Though I am really glad Enzo stopped being angry about this whole thing – after all it was his idea, though no one can deny it was a good one. I already have a hard enough time with Mathew, I couldn’t continue to handle Enzo’s wrath along with that.
Mathew is really starting to come around with all of us and I’m pretty sure even Enzo starts to like him – though he’d never admit it. Knowing Damon, he’ll just think of Mathew as a mere human who he can’t wait to use as his next dinner.
No matter how much time I spend with Damon, he is still hard to figure out; one moment he is all friendly and good mannered and the next he can’t help but be hostile and sarcastic towards everyone. After some time, his witty remarks toward Mathew even start to ignore me.
While I’m thinking all this, I get snapped back into reality when Enzo removes his arm from around my shoulder suddenly and scoots away, leaving both my shoulder and my heart cold.
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Holding on (Vampire Diaries~Enzo)
Fanfiction#219 in vampire diaries It's been years since Ruby has cared for someone. Anyone. But one event changes everything. She has been captured by The Augustine Society as a lab rat, just to be tortured everyday. But in the cell she finds something she...
