~ Simone's POV ~
Hmm, back at this terrible hotel. I sat down watching Netflix. I wanted to keep watching American Horror Story but I also needed to relax and that doesn't help.
I walk towards my bedroom and bathroom when my phone rings. It's probably my brother. I answer.
"Hello Darling." A British accent says.
"Who are you? Where's my brother? Is he okay?" I didn't know who this guy was or how he had my brothers phone.
"Oh he's fine, love. Just tied up at the moment." You could hear he had a smirk on his face.
"Why do you want him? Where are you?" I ask.
"I don't want him, darling, I want you." I was terrified. Me? Did he know?
"Where are you?" I ask. I'm trying to not sound terrified.
"Ooh darling, trying to fierce are we?" He chuckles, "Meet me at the Grill."
After that he hangs up. Great.
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I arrive at the Mystic Grill, I walk in and don't see Simon anywhere. I look at the bar and see Damon. Where's my brother? I walk over to the bar. If anything Damon might help me. Right? I start walking towards him only to feel a rag with a chemical smell go to my nose. Everything is getting fuzzy.
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**Authors Note**
I know it's really short but I wanted to leave w cliff hanger. Will write more tomorrow or tonight. (: Stay tuned, lovelies. I love comments and ideas. Message me if you have an idea. (:
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