"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" A females voice rings through the entire house.
My eyes instantly open, as I grimace, knowing its, the bitch.
As I try to move, I feel a hand move to my upper thigh, smiling at who it is.
Brent.
Remembering how we were, made me never want to forget. It was so amazing, how much I cared for him, yet how much he cared for me as a nothing in this world. I can't believe Klaus took that from me, but I'm never letting anyone take those memories for anything.
He was sleeping quite peacefully, and I smiled knowing our memories were intact within me.
My hands roam around his bare, smooth, muscular chest, as my hands gently fan his face, admiring every slight feature.
I need to get up now, but decided to give Brent a kiss on his cheek. As I lean in, I feel the hand move higher up my thigh, and Brent smirks before turning his face, me, now kissing his soft lips.
He opens his eyes winking at me as my lips are prisoner to his as he kisses me. My eyes wide, my lips hesitant, but soon enough I give in.
The kiss was everything. Love, passion, lust, sensual, cathartic, and even a hint of sadness or even wrongness.
One hand moving from my face to my dress I was wearing yesterday, as I fought with Lexi after almost dying yesterday.
The other hand still on my inner thigh as anticipation kills me. He ripped off my dress and bra in one swift moment, as I moan into the kiss. I rip his pants so now, we're both in but our underwear.
I wrap my hands around his back as he lays me down, not breaking the kiss. Our chests together, as our lips moved together, I hear the door open.
"Alyna we're waitin- OH SHIT!"
She yells before slamming the door.
Brent continues kissing me but I just look at him, and start to laugh at what just happened.
"Morning."
"Morning." He yawns, smiling at me.
"We never get to finish what we start." he laughed, and I nodded.
"It sucks really." I giggle.
We both laid there, as he picks and plays with my hair.
Then he just stares into my eyes.
"I just want you to know in so sorry for what I did, Aly.."
"Listen, you had no choice. I forgive you," I smiled weakly.
He just nodded and after a long moment of silence, he spoke.
"Do you... Love yourself, Alyna?" He says then there are minutes of silence.
I look up at him in confusion.
"What does that have to do with anything?"
He really caught me off guard with that one.
"Do you love yourself. Yes or no." He looks at me, disbelief filling me.
"Look I don't want to-"
"I asked you a fucking question."
I stared at him gasping.
"Alyna just please answer me because-"
"No." I whisper.
"What?" He said not hearing.
Or maybe he did?
I took a deep breath before letting it out.
"No." I closed my eyes.
I feel a hand touch my face, as I feel tears mutinously fall from my blue orbs.
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Forgotten: A Salvatore Sister
Fanfiction❝You have to find that place that brings out the human in you. The soul in you. The love in you.❞ For Alyna Salvatore, life in New York City was peaceful and calm. After all, she'd had spent over a century living among its people. It was the perfect...
