Gifted (Vampire Diaries Fan-fiction)

Belonging-Chapter 7

Brianna POV

             I watch as Elena heads out the door leaving me completely alone and honestly that was something I needed. I needed to be alone so I could sort this whole mess out, how was it possible that I was turning into a vampire? Most importantly why did Stefan and Damon think I was a threat? Elena said that Stefan had thought that I was an Original, but what made him change his mind? All I could remember was Damon standing over me and then Stefan holding my chin forcing me to look up at him. After that everything was foggy. I sigh before I turn around.

          The kitchen was kind of different from the rest of the house, dark wine colored cabinets lined two of the walls. The dining table matched the kitchen cabinets and so did the oriental colored rug on the floor. A shiny black Kenmore fridge stood in the corner of the wall buzzing quietly and my guess was that they didn't even use it.

          Dark violet roses sat on a vase in the middle of the table, the color made me think of blood and I turn away to find Damon right in front of me. His eyes flicker with hatred and in the next second he has me pinned to a wall. His hands are holding each of my arms so hard they hurt and I realize he probably wished they were around my throat.

         "I don't know who you think you are or what kind of game your trying to play-" Damon says exposing his fangs to me "-but just because Stefan won't kill you doesn't mean I won't either" Damon's voice is full of hatred and anger but despite all that I find myself staring straight into his eyes. Behind those eyes lied a million secrets and years and years of pain, no matter how much he tried to cover it, I could see how hurt he truly was. Before I can even think about what I'm doing, my hand comes up to cup his cheek. My thumb gently caresses his skin and I find myself looking at him again. Surprise, shock, and something else is written on his face, something I can't quiet make out, I offer him a small smile before I look away.

          The gesture seems to make Damon angrier because his hold tightens even more on my arms and a hiss escapes his lips. I watch as his eyes turn nearly black and his fangs elongate, making him seem deadlier. But even though I was staring into the eyes of someone who would no doubt kill me, I wasn't afraid. In all pure craziness I felt completely safe and honestly I didn't know why I felt that way.

"I want you to remember one thing-" Damon says through gritted teeth "-just because Stefan saved your life, doesn't mean he'll be there when I take it." He shoves me backwards, causing the back of my head to slam into the wall.

         "If I were you I'd be careful, because as soon as you make a mistake, no matter how small it is, I'll be there to make sure you pay for it with your life" Damon says practically spitting through his teeth. He gives me one last glare before he lets me go and literally vanishes into thin air. My stomach tightens and all the air rushes out of my lungs, almost as if I had been punched. I feel my back move against the wall and I realize that I had slowly started sinking towards the ground.

                  A lump lodges itself in my throat and I swallow hoping to make it go away, but I only succeed in making it worse. When I finally hit the floor, I'm grateful because my legs feel like pillars made of mortar. A tear escapes me and slowly starts crawling down my cheek, and I welcome it. I don't know how long I sit there, the only thing that fills my ears, are the sounds of my sobs....

Damon POV

        I walk out of the kitchen as fast as I can, letting my anger lead me through the door and into the crisp air outside. As soon as I take a breath my anger vanishes and something else takes it's place, something I don't like. I shake my head trying to clear it and I look around. My breath comes out as a frosty white puff of smoke in front of me. In the forest to my right I hear voices, probably Elena and Stefan. Birds softly chirp around me and the wind starts blowing ever so slightly. A tickle at the back of my throat makes me realize how long it's been since I fed, I swallow making the tickle go away just a bit.

       Leaves crunch to my right, making it impossible for me not to notice that Stefan and Elena were walking back home. I didn't realize I was concentrating on the sounds around me until I hear a heartbeat thumping inside.  Thump. Thump. Thump. Some type of emotion injects itself into me making me concentrate on the heartbeat even more. Just hearing it made me feel-  Stop it. You'll have to kill her soon. Remember that she's your ENEMY. My mind says to me. I shake my head again to clear it but that doesn't stop the next sound from piercing my ears. A soft mewling, almost like a kitten's comes from the inside of the house followed by deep breaths and gentle sobs. I listen to the sound, letting a small chip of guilt build up in my chest.  Maybe you won't kill her after all. My mind says taunting me.

         I feel my fangs elongate and I start running away from the house. Hunger and anger take me over and I let them. I welcome them. I jump over fallen branches and trees as I enter the woods. I start heading towards Mystic Falls, leaving the sound of a heartbeat behind me....

                                                                     End of Chapter 7

Here you go guys ! Another chapter, I know I know it's pretty short but hey we actually start seeing some emotions here [ especially Damon's :D ] Soon everything will start heating up and you won't know who are friends and who are enemies, you'll have to stay tuned to find out ! Thanks for reading this and don't forget to Vote, Comment, and Like !