The Salvatore Witch...

Damn now i need a new phone

*Megan Annabelle Salvatore*

I groaned as I smashed my head against the wall, how could I be so stupid! I told Damon of all people! Damon! And now he's going to go all psycho older protective brother on me! Again! Not bloody fair! Why could Stefan have not walked in instead! Better than bloody Damon walking in on me eating tacos! Man I've really got to change my comfort food.

I sat down on my bed frustrated to no end, I mean if I was a vampire id be out on a killing rampage, heck if damon wasn't home id be out on a killing rampage, witches are supposed to be the ones that keep everything in order right? Sometimes I wonder

"Megan! STOP BLOODY BASHING YOUR HEAD ON THE WALL YOU'LL GIVE ME A GOD DAMNED HEAD ACHE TOO!" Damon yelled from down stairs.

The best part about Damon is that he has the best hearing, so whenever I want to piss him off all I need to do is make a lot of noise, however it isn't so helpful when you try to sneak out of the house, it's rather frustrating at times if you ask me, but both Stefan and Damon would say different, why? Because I 'apparently' have a habit of getting into trouble

I'm still curious though, what was Damon going to say earlier when Stefan walked in? Ok maybe it would have been better if Stefan stayed out a little bit longer

Then Damon proceeded to tell Stefan about the break in, let me tell you when Damon is beyond furious its frightening, but when Stefan is beyond furious, its far more scary, because Stefan doesn't lose hid cool often.

Hence me being hobbit in my room, Stefan was furious, the two of them were fighting, not a good thing, I doubt ill be allowed out of the house without one of them, or both of them by my side, talk about way over protective.

If I wasn't scared out of my wits, I would have been able to kick ass, but it's not often that, a vampire breaks into a Salvatore house, my brothers have made a good name for us, well them, I on the other hand have made a rather... eh... bad name for myself... especially amongst the witches council... yeah I'm not favoured, but as the strongest living witch in the world I hold precedence over everyone else...

"Megan! Are you ok!" Stefan yelled from outside my bedroom door, I think this is the first time that he hasn't busted the door open when he was in one of his little fits.

"No I'm murdering my unicorn!" I yelled back rolling my eyes, my brothers could be so thick and annoying at times

"Uh huh... ill take that as your alright then?" he called back to me

"No shit Sherlock, does it take a detective to work out when your sisters ok or not?"

"Sarcasm? I think you're perfectly fine" he called

"no I'm not" I whispered, which is not such a good thing when you live with century old vampires, stupid super hearing, see my point?

I opened my hand and started counting down my fingers, I barely had one down when Stefan burst in with damon hot on his heels

"Didnt take you long did it?" I mumbled

"What's wrong Megan? Did he come back are you ok? Are you hurt what happened?" Damon asked checking my room over at least three times