Bloody Kisses

Bloody Grudges

©Brenda Luo.

Copyright 2012

Author note: I seem to change my characters' name too much. SORRY! And Klaus isn't her uncle.

I poked at his fat belly causing him to squeal in annoyance.

"What did you do to me?" He growled, but it turned into squeal. I giggled.

"I'll explain after I turn you back into you," I communicated back. "You know you deserve this." His angry piggy face turned into remorse and guilt.

"I'm really sorry, I-" I stopped him and smiled.

"It's OK, I got my mini revenge," I pointed out. He nodded with a sad look. I turned to Elena who was standing there awkwardly.

"So Stephan is your boyfriend?" I waggled my eyebrows, causing her to blush and look away.

"I'm Stephanie's and Day's half sister, Sarin." Not half sister anymore. Her expression turned confused.

"My nicknames for them." I explained ignoring the grunt of annoyance from a certain pig. She smiled slightly. My expression turned serious, remembering why I was a here for.

"You know that Klaus will come and kill you, right?" Her face turned into horror.

"How did you know?" She whispered.

"And I am going help you."

"How?" Her eyes held disbelief.

"I have my ways," I smirked dangerously.

Damon's POV.

"I have my ways." A dangerously familiar voice hit me when I got home. No, it couldn't be. She's dead. I saw her die. I quickly opened the door. The was a girl, her snowy white hair, though chopped shortly, proved it was her. My baby girl.

"Sarin?" I asked unsure, my voice slightly wobbly. She slowly turned around. My eyes filled with tears, as I took in my baby sister. Through my blurry eyes, I saw her eyes were just as misty. I stood there frozen while she suddenly wrapped her small arms around me. I buried my head in to her leather jacket as I sobbed uncontrollably, not caring who saw me cry. My baby sister was here. She pulled back, I reluctantly followed her actions. I wiped her tears away, with a smile, as she did the same.

"How are you alive?" I asked not really caring. She's here, that's all it matters.

"I'll explain later," I nodded and pulled her back in a hug. In the corner of my eye, I saw a pig. I pulled back and raised my eyebrow. She giggled and mouthed Stephan. I smiled at her laugh. As long as my baby is happy, I'm happy. You can say I care way to much about her, but if you have been through our life, there is no such thing as caring too much.

"Elena take Stephan back to his room, I'll change him," She commanded lightly. Elena obliged and picked up the pig, heading to to his room.

"He will be naked," She called over her shoulder, then turned around waggling her eyebrows.

"So, do you still have my stash of bourbon?" She asked. I smirked, she still loves her bourbon.