to be or not to be » stefan salvatore

chapter nine: we still fall.

Leaving had been impulsive. She could admit at least that. In a way she had thought someone would come after her, that they would have stopped her. She had always thought that her family was the only thing that would be forever. It had been a childish thought.

Nothing was consistent and nothing lasts forever.

Family didn't. Love didn't.

And that scared her.

The thought of living her immortal life alone scared her to death. When she walked away, she hadn't been thinking. She just wanted to be away from the poison that was her family, but she hadn't thought that she was abandoning them.

That thought only sunk in when she was walking through the streets of Mystic Falls with nowhere to go. Her home was gone. She had nothing. Not even a family.

Her mind was going crazy and even though she was a vampire, the cold was catching up to her. When she left the house, she hadn't thought of changing out of her lounge clothes. She had no money on hand, and she couldn't even leave the city because she had no idea where everything was.

Being in a box for more than nine hundred years left you without any sense of how the world had changed. She knew there were cities bigger than this one, she'd been to Chicago, but she had no idea where any of the others were or even their names, and because she couldn't possibly sleep on the street, she had only one place to go.

And somehow, she didn't think she was welcome there either.

...

Skye hopped from one leg to another while waiting for someone to open the door. Her vampire hearing alerted her to heavy footsteps before the door swept open before her.

A weak smile appeared on her face as the blonde shuffled on her feet.

In the door stood none other than Damon Salvatore.

He looked apprehensive at seeing her and she noticed he was about to throw the door in her face. She couldn't let that happen. She was tired and hungry, and her feet hurt from all the walking around. She needed a bed to fall on and drift off.

'I know you have no reason to trust me,' she spoke up quickly.

Damon raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms over his chest, 'So what are you doing here?'

Skye swallowed and clasped her hands together tightly.

'I left.'

He looked at her like she wasn't making any sense, 'You left? Where?'

She looked away for a second and prepared for the worst.

'Home. Klaus and Rebekah.'

He looked surprised and she almost laughed, wasn't it for the fact that she was close to tears.

He looked like he wanted to ask her why, but instead he asked, 'And what has that to do with me?'

She bit her lip, 'I need somewhere to stay.'

This time he did laugh, and Skye couldn't help but cringe.

He mockingly pointed to himself, 'You want to stay here? You'll probably kill us in our sleep. You're right, I don't trust you.'

He went to close the door, but her hand shot out and grabbed a hold of it.

Damon rolled his eyes.

'I know, but I have nowhere to go, Damon. I'm alone. I have absolutely no reason to try and kill you.'