Posessed

Okay soo i don't no if this is gonna be any good but hey lets give it a try :) Please vote people :) Plz no flames am not a good witier or speller :S

Pre-face

After Wills death we were all pretty shook but now things were pretty normal for the first time in ages we were having a get together.

I looked into the dining Room Cara was talking to Ruby about New York fashion week, i lmost laughed it was so typical, they loved fashion on the other hand i hated it. Samuel and Abi were talking about Damon's birthday, and Damon well he sat and stared at me the whole time, i blushed, it made me feel self-concious when someone looked at me. Sighing I brought the meat to the table and lay  it down, and everyone cheered,

"I hope your cooking is better than last time shouted Samuel as he tried to grab a bit of the meat i was about to cut, I slapped his hand away at the exact same time his Girlfriend slapped him on the upside of the head.

"Shut up" I muttered and blushed furiously and got ready to cut. Just as i was about to cut the first slice the phone rang there was a collection of groans from the Boys and Cara. I rolled my eyes and went to get the phone, the knife still in hand, i answered, "Hello?" I asked

I heard a laugh on th other side of the line, "Well hello Bree long time no hear?" Taunted the familiar voice, the voice of my dead mothers.

"Who is this!" I whispered angrily into the receiver

"Oh i think you know Bree" She spoke once more i could practically hear the smile in her voice

I shuddered though my anger was rising, "I demand to know who this is!" I muttered furiously once more.

The voice of my mother sighed, "Bree,Bree,Bree... I'm the trouble maker the one who is responsible for the things that have been going 'stab' in the night. The one who has been making you see things, who killed your mother."

"ENOUGH!" I screamed into the receiver, all conversation at the table had been stopped and all eyes on me,

"Bree???" Damon Question, "What-"

I held up a hand and waited for the voice on the phone to speak again, "You don't like the truth i see, well i know more about your friends than you can possibly imagine. it's all your fault you know."

"Stop it, "I pleaded, "Stop please!" I begged

Her response was a cruel laugh, "You've been having nightmares of killing everyone, your friends...your mother" She whispered tauntingly

I shuddered as though she were here with me now, "That is enough of that nonsense i will report you to the police early Moring, good night"

I knew i wanted to hang up the phone but my arms would not obey, "You know you'd think you'd like being possesed but i suppose no one does, the horrible sensation of losing control..."

I whimpered, 'stop' but she continued, "Not knowing what was happening what you were doing."

I finally found my voice again, "I can control myself, i have never killed someone in my life, and i have not been possessed!"

"Well do you know what you say you don't know what your doing right?" She grinned

"Your correct" I whispered, the long pause was terrifying.

"Well i do" Then she hung up and the carving knife i had in  my had was plunged into my stomach....