Stefan's POV
When I saw Vicki feeding on Arielle, I knew it was too late to save her from the curse that has fallen on Damon and I. Damon had gone too far, but not just for turning Vicki, for getting the girl, who he had a serious connection with, hurt and almost dead. Poor Arielle, I can't let her remember what happened to her.
I laid her head in my right arm. She had blacked out because of the blood loss, but I knew the way to heal her. I bit into my left wrist and held it to her slightly open mouth.
"Come on Arielle." I pleaded. Blair would be devastated if her sister died. I could feel the drops of my blood hitting her flawless face, but I wasn't sure if they were going down her throat. I hope this is working. I listened to her heartbeat as it faded, but as quick as it was fading it began to regain strength. I pulled my wrist away because I didn't want her to have too much in her system just in case something went wrong. I hated to to think like that, but I live in Mystic Falls. Everything bad happens here.
I put my arms under her and slowly lifted her. She just flopped in my arms like a rag doll. I hated knowing that she was hurt, I felt responsible for her because if it weren't for me coming back to find Elena, Damon wouldn't have even shown up and turned Vicki. Damon had promised me an eternity of misery and I knew he would deliver on his threat. I honestly thought that he would've been protective of this lifeless girl in my arms. He said that Blair was "in his sights", but I knew he just wanted to get Katherine out of the tomb. No women in this town would ever be enough for him because she has him so wrapped around her finger he's brainwashed. She never loved us, I know she didn't because she compelled us. She's the reason why we're vampires.
Damon's POV
Yeah, I knew Blair would tell her sister to stay away from me, but what can I say? They come to me I just happily comply. After Arielle ran out of the grill, Blair decided to hound me about the promise I made to her. How I'm supposed to stay away from her sister, or she'll expose me to the council. As if I didn't know they were vampire hunting again.
"Look, Blair, I know I promised you that I would steer clear of your sister, but, I hate to say it because you know I'm only here for Katherine, I actually like your sister." I smirked giving Blair my infamous "eye thing" that she can't resist.
"Damon, you promised me. I thought we had a better friendship than that?" She asked sadly.
"That ended when you quit drinking. Honestly Blair, one night of me rocking your world is what causes you to quit drinking? I, on the other hand, thoroughly enjoyed your company."
"We agreed to never speak of that night again!" She whispered loudly, but not loud enough for anyone to hear. I looked into her eyes and knew she was embarrassed by what happened between us all those weeks ago. "Do you know where my sister went?" She asked. As I was about to answer with a sarcastic remark, when Arielle walked in with Lockwood leading her.
"What the hell?" I muttered under my breathe.
"What?" Blair was about to turn around when I sped away from the bar. Why do they go for the Lockwood kid? I mean when Blair first moved here with her dad, Lockwood even enchanted her somehow.
I walked behind the Grill and into the dark woods. I heard laughing with my super sensitive hearing. I sped towards the group of druggie teens that were gathered. When I arrived, a stronger pain in my throat took over. I smelled their delicious blood and the cravings started. I zoomed towards the teens and tore open each of their throats with my, oh so charming and sharp, fangs. After most of them were dead, I found little Vicki Donavon left in shock at the death of her "friends".
"Please don't hurt me." It is very unladylike to beg. Although, I found it intriguing, but my thirst was still in control.
"You know, I've already spared you a bunch of times, so now, how about I do one better." I said evilly. I sped to her and pinned her struggling body against mine and bit into my wrist. I forced my blood down her throat and when I figured she had enough in her system, I quickly snapped her neck and let her fall to the ground. I didn't care in that moment who she hurt because I wanted this town to pay for what they did to Katherine and I back in 1864. Mystic Falls was my own personal Hell that I needed to unleash my destruction on.
I headed back home after my extracurricular activities. I went to my beloved alcohol and poured myself a fine aged Brandy and downed the entire glass and then another and another and another until I was just drinking from the bottle. This is how I live my life, no worries, no cares, only me, myself and I. Soon I will have Katherine back and we can leave this desolate town.
The front door opened and shut. I walked in the middle of the parlor to find Stefan holding what looked like a rag doll with beautiful brown hair and perfect skin- wait.
"Blair?" I asked noticing the neck wound that was healing slightly. "Stefan tell me that's not Blair."
"It's not Blair, Damon." I sighed in relief, but my satisfaction was short lived. "It's Arielle." He said with disappointment coating her name. "Why is Vicki Donavon a vampire Damon?"
"Because this town needs to pay for what they did back in 1864, Stefan. It's their fault and Father's that we're like this!" I argued.
"No Damon, it's Katherine's! She has you so wrapped around her twisted finger that you can't tell what's real anymore! She didn't care about us Damon! We were compelled!" He yelled. Poor baby brother.
"Oh brother. You're sadly mistaken. I was never compelled by Katherine. It was all real for me." I confessed. My eyes caught to Arielle as Stefan laid her down on the small parlor couch. She just flopped without any life running through her. I could hear her heartbeat, but only faintly.
As Stef looked at her, I could see that there was something behind those hazel eyes and hero hair of his. "So when did you start to like the youngest Faye sister?" I smirked catching him off guard.
"I don't like her. Not romantically at least. She's too kind and caring to be wrapped up in this world Damon." He said not taking his eyes off of her. I didn't blame him. Arielle was a beautiful girl, like Katherine in that department, but her personality was like Elena's. I cringed at the thought of Arielle being like Elena, all self-righteous and what not.
There was something about these two girls. Blair had fire and passion, as did Arielle. Arielle was the fragile girl that anyone would be afraid to break, but not me. I want to see how tough she can be.
I can't let these girls get to me. I'm here for Katherine and no one else.
Blair's POV
After Damon zoomed away from me, I found my friends and joined them. I was worried about Arielle, but I knew she would be alright because she's old enough to take care of herself. Although, I did have that bad feeling that she was hurt and I needed to help her. Maybe our sister bond was activating? I could only think of what sarcastic comment Damon would have made and how his blue eyes would light up when-NO!
After that night I told myself to never think about how sexy, or charming, or funny he is, but he makes it so hard with that smirk and his eye thing. I knew Arielle would be attracted to him too, but I just hoped that she would listen to me for once, but once again my hopes failed. When I found her flirting with him at the bar, I felt nothing but jealousy towards her. Damon was my flirt buddy, but I knew that that sounded petty and clingy and I didn't want him to know that I was still attracted to him after that drunk night together. I told Damon to never tell anyone about that night because I don't want people to think less of me for it. Even though I was drunk off my ass, I enjoyed it because I felt Damon and I had that connection that I had always wanted. He was something special in my life and didn't want to lose him to anyone, especially my sister.
I walked out of the grill, still having that bad feeling in my gut. I walked to my car and got in. I dug in my bag for my keys, which I was always losing. I swear if my head wasn't attached to my body I would lose it too. I heard a knock on my window which caused me to jump in fright. I turned my head to see Tyler there.
"Are you trying to kill me, Lockwood!?" I yelled.
"Sorry Blair, but where did your sister go?" He asked. Wait, Arielle wasn't back in the grill with him? I know I saw them together in there.
"She's not with you?" I asked worried. She's only here for a few hours and she goes missing. Good job Arielle! "I'll go to the boarding house and see if the brothers have seen her."
I raced towards the Salvatore boarding house with worry covering my hands as they shook on the steering wheel. When I finally pulled into the driveway, I ran to the door and swung it open. Damon and Stefan were staring at a girl lying on the couch. Her brown hair, medium complexion-Arielle!
"What the hell happened!?" I said rushing towards her.
"Life happened, Blair." Damon said. I looked at him and made eye contact for a few moments. Maybe that night wasn't the worst thing in the world.
What does this man do to me?
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Sooooo maybe medium chapter! Okay so Is bad that this was just coming from my head??
So Darielle or Blamon??
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