The Gilbert Twin

Chapter 33

Tonight is the night. The night where my route is between life and death. I just hope Elena doesn't do anything stupid, Elena would be the one to step in and save the day.

So now here we are, sitting in the Salvatore Mansion, we all know it's a full moon tonight. Which means the sacrafice is tonight.

Were all too scared to admit it, but tonight I might die. Elijah is talking about a way I could die, but not die... Okay I don't believe it, it just sounds like total bull. Damon doesn't believe it will work either, but it's our only help... Whoop, he just stormed out of the room.

"Elijah, we will have to try it... I am gonna go check on Damon." I groaned as I stood up from the couch. I slowly made my way up the steps, why is he being so difficult? Can't he just trust someone once in his life...

I peeked inside the doorway of his room, seeing his back turned. "Damon." I muttered, knowing exactly what he is thinking. He turned around, "You and I both know that thing to keep you alive is total bull." I laughed, because just minutes ago that's exactly what i was thinking. "Damon, we have to rely on it, what if it does work?" I said, trying to comfort him a little.

"It wont work." He sharply said, sending daggers at me. "There is no other way." I snapped back, clearly he didn't get the point. It was either take a risk or die. He just stood there, didn't have anything to say. Rolling my eyes I turned around, but was stopped by his hand on my waist. Spinning around, our face inches apart he looked down to my lips then stared into my eyes.

"There is another way." He whispered, then brought his hand up to his wrist biting into it. Blood exposed, and I knew exactly what he was getting at. "Damon no! Stop!" I yelled as he approached the blood to my lips, his hand gripped my neck and the blood oozed into my mouth. One drop was enough to turn me, and I consumed more than a drop. Stefan bursted through the door, knocking Damon off me. A little late.

. "What did you do!" He growled at Damon. Stefan glanced at me, seeing the blood drip down my chin. He looked pissed, I have never seen such anger in his eyes. He lunged at Damon knocking him to the floor. They brawled, punch after punch, until Damon plunged a stake into Stefans stomach. A gasp escaped my lips, I quickly crawled to Stefan setting his body against mine for support. "Get the hell out!" I growled at Damon. Stefan breathed heavily, he was losing blood. "Sh, I'm gonna pull it out." I whispered, as my hands enclosed on the steak.

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Quickly I pulled the wood stake out, a loud growl escaped Stefans lips. My hand rested on his back, comforting him as much as I could. Alaric and Jenna then came in along with Elena.

"What happened!?" Elena said worried.

She collapsed near Stefan, wrapping his arms around him. In the process she pushed me out of the way, but I don't think she ment it.

Getting to my feet, i brushed my pants off that were covered in blood. "Alaric, Jenna, we need blood bags". I said, as I exited the room.

I was pissed, on the edge of boiling. Damon just took my only hope of living, like it was his decision if I die or not. Now I am going to die, and I'll be a blood sucker my whole entire dead life. I can't believe he would do this to me.

Slumping down the stairs I made my way to the bourbon, I need it. Taking the bottle I poured a glass, and added ice.

"Cheers to being alive.." I whispered before bring the glass to my lips, and downing the glass. "I heard what happened." A voice said behind me, as I poured another glass. I don't need this right now.