Hardin's pov:
"Why are we in Virginia anyway? We could go anywhere. Literally anywhere. New York? or Seattle? Or we can go abroad? You know I've never left US mainland. I've always dreamt of traveling to Europe..." Ruby goes on and on with her incessant blabber. I take a big gulp of whiskey down my throat.
We're in a noisy bar some miles away from Mystic Falls. That good old town. And it's good old folks. Why I'm going there is beyond me but I think I just want to have some fun. And have a happy family reunion with my brothers. I smirk at the thought.
"Hardin?" Ruby cooes reaching up and touching my cheek. I smirk and and pull her onto my lap. She bats her eyelashes kisses my neck. She's getting so good at it. Flourishing under my compulsion. I can hear her heart beating and blood running through her veins. I grab ahold of her bright black hair and tilt her head sideways. I sink my teeth in her neck. 145 years of this eternal vampire life and the feeling of sinking my canines in human flesh is still the best feeling in the world. I pull out before it's too late and she looks at me with great admiration. She wipes out the corners of my mouth with her hand, with a look in her eyes. I know that look very well.
As she leans in to kiss me I pull away and grab her jaws. "No." I shake my head at her. I never get this. I never compel girls to snog me. But most of them try to violate me! I'm all for other kinky stuffs but I don't do lip kisses. It's just too intimate.
"Hardin." She cooes further. "Never. Do you get me?" I stare in her eyes. I don't need to compel her. She's already compelled to do whatever I ask.
"Okay." She replies like a machine and touches my cheek again. I feel like shit. Feeling disgusted I get out of my seat and she nearly falls.
"I'm going out for a minute. You stay here." I whisper to her and walk out of the place. Noise here is deafening anyways. Not healthy for my cute sensitive vampire ears.Cool night breeze brushes my face and ruffles my hair. I put off my jacket and throw it inside my car opening its door. I smirk at the recently donned tattoos on my bare arms. I gave it many thoughts and finally decided to get temporary ones. You seriously think I will get my skin permanently inked with some shit which gets off trend after a few decades? No way. Forever is a long time babe.
I think I should get going now. I take out my phone out of my jeans pocket to call her but couldn't go any further than switching it on.
"Aaaarrrggghh" I scream out as someone hits me with some iron rod in the back of my head. I fall down crouching on the ground. It won't kill me but I can black out any second. I turn to look at the bloody assaulter.
"Have I broken your filthy skull Salvatore?" A woman's deep voice drawls. I have got no fucking clue who she is.
"What the fuck have I done to you?" My voice comes out laced with pain. I rub the back of my head and try to stand up.
"You-" She hits me again with the rod on my leg. I scream in pain and I'm laying face down on the ground. This bitch!
"-killed" She hits again with the rod on my back. "-my husband!" She yells and pushes the end of the rod in my back piercing my skin. I let out a scream when she pulls out the rod. I silently lay down on the ground without any further movement.
"Dead already, Salvatore? You are a baby in the crib to me, anyways." The woman teases and I hear footsteps going away. Really? She's leaving me like this? Without staking me? Is she a fool?
No no no no. I smell petrol and open my eyes. The woman has her back to me and she's looking for something in her wretched car. With all the power left in me, I drag myself to my car's driver's seat whose door I already opened earlier. I grab ahold of some wooden vervain darts carful not the touch the wrong side. The woman turns to me and I throw three of them at her. They hit the right place and she falls down screaming. You asked for it bitch!
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The Third Salvatore (TVD Season 1)
FanfictionHardin Salvatore has always been the reckless one, the troublemaker, the one who fucks everything up. Even though he won't agree, but all he has ever craved for, is to belong with his brothers : Damon Salvatore and Stefan Salvatore, the ultimate duo...