Her From Another World

~09. A Temporary Truce~

~Eva's POV~

After my ridiculous and mind blogging talk with Damon, I went home. The changes happening were vast, diverting far from the original plot.

And I had an inkling of feeling that I was the reason.

Changing things like this, I did not know if it was for the better or the worst. These small insignificant changes could bring unimaginable consequences, but no matter how wrong it could go wrong I liked the changes.

My dad, Wilson King, and my mama, Amrita Singh King are not my birth parents. I was an adopted child.

Before they came into my little life, the world was like hell for me. People say that children live carefree lives, but for me, it was when I grew up I had a carefree life.

My childhood was full of thorns, the cruelty of the world was something I knew like the back of my hand.

While others enjoyed their parents' care and protection, I had to do unspeakable things, endure humiliation and scornful words, take harsh beatings just to survive.

The streets were a scary place for a child to live in.

But then when I was thirteen years old I was lying on the street ill, hungry and worn out with no energy go in search of food.

Just as I was thinking death was about to swallow me whole two polished shoes appeared in front of me. They belonged to a man who was dressed impeccably like the ones I've seen getting out of big shiny cars.

What happened after that was like a dream for me, lying on the cushioned seats instead of dirt-filled streets and living in a big mansion instead of under the bridges or under trees.

The people welcomed me with open arms. They taught me how much I've missed and that was when I understood the pinpricks of pain that had been attacking my heart.

When I had been living off the streets I just thought it was due to fatigue or extreme hunger, I did not have any clear idea of emotions. Even being happy and sad was foreign to me.

To me, living in the streets were normal so at the time I did not feel happy or sad, it was my life. But after meeting my family I understood that what I have been feeling was loneliness, longing, and sadness, and what I was feeling at the presence of my family were happiness and belonging.

The loneliness still stayed stuck to me like gum, the never-ending reminder that I was different from my family.

But now, here the loneliness plaguing me had vanished. With vampires, witches, and other supernatural creatures running around in this world, it felt like home even though my family was far away from me.

And that is why I liked the changes happening, I was not alone anymore.

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Today it was a new day, so instead of lazing around at home I thought of going out and socializing.

And the best place for that was obviously the Mystic falls grill.

Walking in I was expecting unfamiliar and strange faces but what met me was the entire squad of vampire diaries characters, vampires, doppelgangers, witches, and wannabe blonde teenage vampire all included.

The only one missing was Damon, well that was expected since he did mention something about going to Georgia, most likely to meet the witch Bree and apparently Elena has not gone since she right there sitting in the grill with her boyfriend and girlfriends.

Grinning evilly I walked towards them knowing Elena would not welcome my presence. But do I care obviously not?

The brat was not always the main character. I wanted to get to know Caroline and Bonnie.