~Isabella's P.O.V~
I felt like I had been walking forever. When my mother kicked me out, I kind of just walked around and I ended up in the woods. Still in the woods, everything seemed to be spinning. I felt dizzy, and my legs were aching. Tears were streaming down my face. Finally, I slumped down against a tree trunk, resting my back against it. I was still in a grey rag dress and it was freezing cold outside. My teeth were chattering and soon I closed my eyes, it felt so good... I hadn't slept in ages. I shivered from the coldness, hugging my knees. I felt so lonely, I had felt lonely all of my life.... even when I was with people. All of a sudden I heard a noise and I slowly opened my eyes to see a man with black hair wearing all black. He was staring at me with wide eyes and I immediately panicked and backed away. He narrowed his eyes at me in confusion, and I held in my breath, hoping he wouldn't come over to me.
After an intense few moments of him staring at me, he turned around and started walking away. I breathed out a small sigh of relief and leant back against the tree trunk. I don't want anybody to come to me, they will hurt me. And I don't think I can survive anymore pain. It hurt so bad.
Then, all of a sudden the black haired man appeared in front of me again, making me scream. He crouched down infront of me,
"Shh, I may be heartless, but I'm not heartless enough to leave a little kid alone in the middle of the woods," he said softly.
I started panicking and backed away from him,
"Please don't hurt me," I whimpered.
His eyes softened, he had a sad look in them. His eyes were very very blue. They were the colour that always made me think of the sky. My eyes were the same colour.
"I'm not going to hurt you, come on," he said calmly and gently took hold of my wrist, but even gentle touches hurt my wrist. I cried,
"What? Whats up?" he asked worriedly.
"My.. wrist," I sobbed.
He immediately let go of it and stared wide eyed at it. He had a look of anger mixed with a look of sadness in his eyes.
"What happened?" he asked alarmed as he seen them covered in bruises, and a big burn mark where I burnt it cooking.
I never replied as I pulled my wrist away from him, and thankfully he didn't push me to answer.
"Whats your name?" he asked me, his bright blue eyes looking into my bright blue eyes.
I didn't answer him, I just looked down and stared at a leaf on the ground.
He sighed,
"Fine, now come on, you can't sit here all your life," he told me.
I ignored him and he sighed again,
"Don't make me throw you over my shoulders," he warned and I gasped and stared up at him in fear.
"Relax, relax, I'm kidding, now come on, i'm not going to hurt you. I will take you somewhere warmer," he reassured me. Well, tried to reassure me.
Eventually I decided to stand up, I don't trust him, of course not, i don't trust anyone but he's right, I can't sit here forever. And I didn't want him to get mad and throw me over his shoulder or anything.. or hurt me....
Everything looked blurry when I stood up and I went dizzy and wobbly, nearly falling over but the man caught me,
"Easy... can you walk okay?" he asked.
I nodded my head, making my head hurt more.
"Oh, by the way, my names Damon," he told me.
He started walking and I followed behind him warily. I wobbled with each step I took, why did I feel so dizzy?! I was freezing and my teeth were chattering. Damon seemed to notice as he looked at me. Then he took hold of my hand however I quickly pulled away,
"You're freezing," he said softly, then took of his big huge black coat and put it around my shoulders. I frowned. It was very big around me. Why is he giving me his coat, I thought. I didn't take it off though, it was very warm and seemed to help my chattering teeth.
After about 5 minutes we came to daylight, out of the woods. We crossed the road and carried on walking, my feet were killing. I just wanted lay down and sleep forever. My head was killing me. My feel were killing me. My wrists were killing me. I felt like everything in the world was slowly killing me.
"Are you tired?" Damon asked me.
I shook my head, making my head hurt, again. I was very tired, but I didn't tell him that.
"Are you sure? I can erm.. carry you if you want," he said, but I ignored him, and I think he understood I don't want him to carry me.
We kept walking and soon I noticed we were near a place called Mystic Grill, where a man came up to us. There was a very nice smell coming from the grill place.
"Ah, Damon, just the man I was looking for," the man greeted Damon with a funny accent.
He then noticed me standing there and raised an eyebrow,
"Who's this?" he asked Damon.
"She wouldn't tell me her name, but I found her alone in the woods," Damon replied.
I just kept looking at the ground, my head was killing and everything was really blurry, I heard some kind of ringing in my ears that was really annoying, but I didn't want to make a fuss. It was hurting my ears though, and my head. I looked up and seen the funny-accent man looking at me up and down, eyes wide then he glared at Damon.
"What the have you done to her?! Look at her wrists!" he exclaimed.
"Are you kidding me! I'm not you! I'm not that much of a monster to hurt an innocent kid!" Damon hissed.
Before the man replied he sniffed the air and his eyes widened,
"Is that blood?" he asked, furrowing his eyebrows together.
"What are you talki-," Damon started but then fell silent.
He turned to me and he said something but I didn't hear it as the ringing in my ears got louder. I couldn't even really see damon at this point as everything was too blurry.
I put my hands over my ears, trying to block out the sound of the ringing but it didn't help. It hurt. I started crying from the pain of everything, and the two men looked at me worried. Then suddenly the whole world started spinning, I remember seeing two concerned faces before I was swarmed into darkness.
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Lost- vampire diaries fanfiction
Hayran KurguMy name is Isabella Summers, but you can call me Bella. My family were always horrible to me, they shouted at me and beat me all the time, and one day they just threw me out onto the streets, only 4 years old. I was in the middle of the woods, leani...
