Love destroys
(This Solo is based on the SL between @vengefulDamon and @shamelessmaiden )
The door to my chambers is slammed open and the weak form has entered without my permission. “ Make yourself at home , brother “ I chuckle saying that sarcastically. Walking towards the coffee table and through the room. The ceiling is a little too high for 21st century and the furniture a little too expensive. The red Persian rug placed just in the middle of the room, is merely there to fill the gap that the tile creates between my king sized Italian bed and the hard wooden table. Thankfully #Stefan was smart enough to choose the night for seeing me. My mood isn't at its best peek during the day. Not these days anyhow. His arrival causes me to pour myself a glass full of bourbon. No one can talk to this buzzkill sober.
“ So #Bonnie saw /#Elena/…” he takes a step closer towards me as though proving a point. “ Only she was shorter…longer hair. Walking straight…too straight. Like a /lady / would “
The thought is making my chest to rise with pride. Tho I hold back such emotions and instead say “the point being? “
“#Bonnie said She came here…never left the house. “
Playing with the rim of my glass I raise it to take a sip “what are you suggesting, brother? “A devious smirk sits upon my lips.
“Where is she? “
“Who? #Elena? “I perk a brow in a faked surprise figure. A nonchalant shrug follows fast enough as I respond. “Shouldn't she be in bed? All perfect and perky?” both my brows raise and fall , challenging #Stefan. He shows his fangs hissing at me. “ #Katherine is using you! You’re so ingenue as to fall for her! She is not sane! She will get us all killed! “
“Brother! “ I shout sarcastically. Now turning my body halfway to face his slender form. “Your choice in women proves your stupidity stretches just as wide as mine!”
#Stefan snaps his teeth, those baby fangs of his are now showing. He is mocking me! A boyish chuckle leaves my mouth. I can take him in the blink of an eye. He runs towards me with the rage that could only guarantee a punch on the face. Obviously I ditch him by blurring elsewhere. “ Might I ask what I’m being….” Taking a look upon what seems to be an angry #Stefan I can’t help but to chuckle. A hand shaking in the air as I continue “charged with? “
“ As if I need an excuse to run you out of town! You’re pure evil! “
“ Yes, #Stefan! That/ is /in my nature. “ I roll my eyes, discussing matters of the past are a waste of my precious time when I could be spending it with #Katherine.
“ So now she is all that matters? “ He says with confusion. Asshole! Reading my thoughts? I immediately block him out. The boy thinks he can defeat me. I have spent 500 years training!
“ Well…/She/ certainly is a better view than this. “ Before my next sentence has the chance to follow, my immature brother has thrown a punch my way. The bastard used all his power. A groan leaves my throat. That’s it. He wanted to piss me off, he succeeded. Both my palms rest on his chest, pushing him away. The pressure has him tremble a few steps. The smirk on my face stays still as I speak “Sitting down for story time, little brother? Guess what? I /am/ evil. “
I advance towards him, grabbing him by the back of his neck , coming to his space “ #Stefan I nailed her. I nailed her good. “ The tone leaving my mouth has a sense of triumph yet only played out to piss him off. Though to be honest I was dying to rub it in his face. His hands travel to my back , getting a grip as he shouts. I blur behind him , taking that little head of his between my arm and elbow. “ What are you doing . #Stefan? You haven’t even heard the best part. “ The voice leaving my mouth nearly a whisper. “ I fucked her in your room, in your bed “a sick laugh follows his tries to break free. I easily allow his escape. Enough game for one night. Adjusting his shirt, he points a finger at me “ I want you out. Go back to wherever the hell you were for the past five hundred years. “ He takes his leave after his spiteful words have been spilled. As though I would mind. What was it about this petty little town anyways? The leather jacket soon covers my muscular arms and I jump out the second floor window. Vamping my path away from the boarding house. Breeze has me chilled tho it won’t affect me the way it does humans. Moon is now at the full peek, ready for the wolves to howl at it. Only a glimpse of the darkened clouds and I know that even the oaks are scared of my sight.
“ You’re fighting again “ The melody like sound enters my head. She likes to do that. Talk to me with her thoughts. Driving the sanity away from me.
“ oh great! Time to fake another suicide; I see the last one didn't work out for you” I roll my eyes after the sarcasm has bitten into the lady’s neck like a snake. The slender form catches my pace as we both walk to the night. To my undoing and her victory…
Originally uploaded to http://vengefuldamon.tumblr.com/ at 7/1/2014
