I huffed as I pulled at my baby blue ripped jeans to cover my tanned curvy legs, after hassling about putting my white cami on with a black North Face puffer jacket on, I stepped into my white converse that had a slight tint of beige to them from all the dirt. I looked at my reflection and squinted my eyes, in the reflection I could see a face peering in. Blonde and brown hair with furrowed eyebrows. I zoomed through the air using my vampire skills, telling my grandma to stay inside. As I quietly creeped my way outside, I crept up behind the muscly figure that was walking around the house, inspecting it. "Boo." I whispered. "Shi-", his word was cut off when his arm came round to grab me, skilfully, I caught his hand, twisted it and eventually heard it crack as I pushed him again the house. The pain was obvious in his eyes. My eyes shot open as I realised who the man was. "Stephan, what the fuck." I gasped. "Your back." He choked out as he peered deep into my eyes. "Don't tell him, Stephan. Don't tell him." I let go of his arm and stepped back, placing one hand into my pocket, pulling out a metal lighter along with a cigarette. The other hand kept flowing through my hair, a habit I had when I was nervous. "Why are you back here. After what happened last time, you came back. What for?" He said with such confusion clear in his voice. "For my grandma, well not my grandma, my great great granddaughter, but she think she's my nan." I said at the same time I breathed out the smoke. I took another drag of the cigarette and took it all the way down, easing my nerves. "You didn't answer my question, Vick." He spoke. " I don't need to tell, you know why I'm back." I turned around and peered into the woods then looked at him. " For Damon? You came back for him, didn't you." He breathed with anger. " I gotta go Steph, maybe next time." I paused for a second, " but do me a favour and don't tell him, remember I would do the same for you, always have done, haven't I." I said before running back inside.
