Samantha returns back to Mystic Falls to help her sister after her parents death. Unexpected, mysterious things started happening in the tiny town. Sudden death, bite marks, and people drained of blood appear. Sam's world has been a dull grey since...
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I slam the door to Damon's blue car shut and I walk up the porch stairs, him following behind me. "Thanks for the ride home," I mumble out, coming to a stop and facing the vampire in front of the door.
"It's probably the only good thing I'll do," he sighs out, shoving his hands into his leather jacket.
"What are you talking about? You have good in you," I scoff out, my blue eyes meeting his and he shakes his head with denial.
"No, it's reserved my brother, you, Elena, and Bonnie," Damon comments with a soft voice and a frown forms on my face. I step towards him and fiddle with my hands, trying to figure out what to do.
"You are capable of seeing your own good, but you need to actually open your eyes to see it, Damon. Goodnight,"
"Goodnight, Sam," he shoots me a tiny grin, before rushing down the porch steps. I watch as he drives down the road and I turn the knob on the door.
I swing open the door and a loud scream pierces my eardrums. "Elena?!" I call out with worry, sprinting inside the house. My heart skips a beat at the sight of Elena kneeling down beside John in a pool of blood, a bloody knife in her hands.
The knife clatters on the ground and I let out a tiny gasp. "One of the tomb vampires attacked him. I called 911, they are on the way," Elena explains with a shaky voice and I gulp.
John groans out with agony and his eyes meet mine. "Katherine," he mumbles out with a weak tone and my heart skips a beat. My eyes widen and a gasp escapes Elena's mouth.
The ambulance arrives and carries John off. Stefan and Damon rush up the porch steps with worried expression on their faces. They step inside and I shoot Damon a confused glance.
"What happened?" Elena asks with concern, rushing over to her boyfriend.
"Katherine happened," Damon reveals and my sister's eyes widen with surprise. We all gather inside the kitchen as Elena heads upstairs to talk to Jeremy about the truth.
"Did she say what she wanted?" Damon asks with a harsh tone full of hate and disgust.
"No," Stefan shakes his head.
"Woman certainly knows how to make an entrance," Damon comments with annoyance, cocking an eyebrow.
"She said she fooled one of us at least. What does that mean?" Stefan questions with confusion and Damon's eyes look his brother up and down.
"She pretended to be Elena tonight," Damon sighs out, lowering his head with shame. My head snap towards him and he refuses to meet my gaze.
"I told Jeremy. I can't lie to him anymore," Elena walks into the room with watery eyes and I shoot her a tiny smile.
"Katherine's been in the house. That means she's been invited in, what's solution to that?" I shrug my shoulders and Damon presses his lips together.
"Move," he replies with a sarcastic tone and I let out a tiny scoff, rolling my eyes with annoyance.
"Very helpful. Thank you," Elena retorts harshly, shooting him a harsh glare.
"Katherine wants you dead, there's zero you can about it, you would be dead, but she's not. So clearly she has other plans," Damon explains and I nod my head.
"Yeah and we need to find out those plans without provoking her," Stefan sighs out and Elena stands by his side.
"Well, it's late and we have Mayor Lockwood's funeral tomorrow. Let's just lay the whole Katherine thing off until tomorrow," I suggest and Elena nods her head, shooting me a soft expression.
I head up the stairs and Damon follows behind me. We enter my room and I spin around, facing him.
"What happened when Katherine pretended to be Elena, Damon?" I ask curiously, leaning forward and searching for an answer in his icy blue eyes. He chews on his bottom lip, wrinkles forming along his forehead.
"Nothing important. I was talking to her about you, you shouldn't worry about it," he reassures me and eagerness fills my body.
"Me, why?" I ask with curiosity and he lets out a tiny chuckle. My palms become sweaty as I wait on the tip of my toes, my heart pumping at the speed of lightning.
"It was nothing, Sam. I'll see you tomorrow," he replies dryly, disappearing out of my room. I plop down on my bed, letting out a deep sigh and staring up at the ceiling.
