#tvd x reader

[sadembryhours]

the vampire diaries masterlist ♥︎

KAi PARKER

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NiKLAUS MiKAELSON

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ELiJAH MiKAELSON

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JEREMY GiLBERT

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please be patient when asking for more characters or requests!

[ajesterwrites]

Is your fic following canon show like is the reader gonna end with damon ??

great question! while this fanfic is following the canon storyline for the most part, I will be taking many creative liberties 😉 that being said, there is equal opportunity for either salvatore brother to be endgame 🥰

I'd love to know your guesses and/or preferences though! 💖

[klausslittlewitch]

protecting those we love

summary: reader is Davina’s older sister

pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x fem!reader

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You were so worried about your little sister Davina. She was one of the girls chose to Harvest ritual. You obviously didn’t want to let it happen but didn’t have a choice. During ceremony vampires attacked and took Davina away. You were terrified that they’d kill or hurt her. You loved yours sister so much and cared about her a lot.

You wanted to confront Marcel but you weren’t allowed near him. You started going crazy.

Then you heard that Sophie had some plan to defeat Marcel. You probably should be happy, he didn’t let you see your own sister but also you were scared it will bring danger to Davina.

Last few months were absolute hell to you, all you could think about was how you disappointed your sister. What if you were fighting harder for her?

Now poor Davina was held hostage by some vampires.

You didn’t know a lot about Sophie’s plan, you heard some little details that slipped from your friends. One of these was that they brought the originals to town. Klaus Mikaelson & co were supposed to help witches. You weren’t sure about that, you thought they will betray you.

But also you were desperate that’s why you thought it was good idea to get bit closer to Mikaelsons.

And you've got the perfect opportunity.

You sat at the bar, you spent a lot of time trying to look your best hoping you will meet Klaus, well his brother wouldn’t be bad too.

You noticed him sitting alone at the bar, alone, god you hoped Marcel won’t come over.

You sat next to him and ordered a drink. You noticed that he was he glanced in your direction several times.

"So what are you doing here all alone, handsome?" You decided to speak first.

"I could ask the same question, seeing such a beauty all alone is really a miracle."

"Well i just had a hell of a day."

"Oh i definitely know something about that, love."

He looked at you carefully, noticed the dark circles under your eyes from sleepless nights, and the tiredness was very visible on your face.

"What got you so tired, love?"

"Well i am a witch in the french quarter." You answered with humorless laugh.

"Oh yeah, i heard that Marcel despises you and found a way to control you."

"And you probably would like to know what the weapon is?"

"How do you know i already don’t know about it?”

"I think Marcel doesn’t trust you."

"Marcel loves me! I’m basically like father to him!" He said pretending to be offended, keeping hands on his heart. Obviously he knew Marcel didn’t trust him, he wasn’t stupid after all. "Maybe but he also loves being king."

"Everybody does love power, you witches love it too, that’s why you are so angry that he took it away from you." He responded. "So what? You want me to formed an alliance with you, destroyed Marcel's weapon so you and your coven could seize power? I agree with Marcel on this. Witches can't be trusted!” Wow he was really as easy to rage as you heard.

"No, i mean i wouldn’t mind coven ruling the quarter, but you see, Marcel has a very powerful witch that helps him with that." You said.

"Oh and you probably don’t get along with this bad wicked witch."

"You couldn’t be more wrong." That piqued his interest even more.

"So tell me, love, why are you so interested in that mysterious witch?”

"Because that witch is my sister, she is young, she should be at home, ho out with friends, do typical teenage girl stuff and not be imprisoned and treated as weapon of some wicked vampire king." You knew you probably said too much, that could be really stupid move but you kept too much emotions inside for way too long.

You saw his face became little bit softer. Loyalty to family, that was something that he could understand.

"I’ll try to help get away your sister from Marcel."

—

Some time passed till you and Klaus got to see again.

You were walking on the street when you heard voice from someone who stood behind you.

"Your little sister keeps my brother’s body, love."

"what?" You asked confused.

"Well you see i gave my brother’s body to Marcel, to gain his trust, but Rebekah thinks i should get it back and she found it and he keeps it with your crazy little sister that wants to destroy it or something." He told you and you tried to analyze what he just said to you.

"Davina is not crazy and she wouldn’t hurt even fly." You argued. It was impossible for Davina to want to hurt his brother, unless Marcel manipulated her. Stupid vampires brainwashed your sister. "Also why don’t you just steal brother’s body away? Aren’t you Klaus the Almighty?" You teased and then realized that it might’ve been stupid decision because it wouldn’t be so unlike for him to break your neck. But instead he just laughed sarcastically.

"Well, love, see, me and my lovely sister Rebekah, don’t know where Marcel keeps her."

"And you think i do? That if i knew i’d let him keep her there?! What kind of sister you take me for?!" He really made you angry.

"Of course no, love, i’m sure you care about her, i didn’t mean that. I wanted to ask for your help, could you help me find her?"

"so you would kill her?"

"Do I really look like a teenage witch killer to you?

"i have to be honest or polite?"

"You hurt me love" he said putting his hand on heart.

—

Some time passed you didn’t keep in touch with Klaus. But then you heard that your sister was supposed with him now, which you absolutely hated. How could you let Davina live under one roof with a bunch of monsters and especially a bloodsucking narcissistic sociopathic asshole like Klaus?

You stormed into his house furiously.

"Y/N! Love, i didn’t expect you here! Are you visiting lovely Davina? Or maybe you missed me, hmm, love?"

"Where is Davina?! And why is she staying with you, she should be back home!"

"Don’t get so mad love, i mean you are cute like this but there is really no need for that."

"No need?! you're holding my sister hostage!"

"Look, love, i just can’t let this much power go away like that! But if you want to be with sister? You can move in." He offered.

You didn’t like the idea of living with him and other vampires but you knew that this was better option than to leave your sister alone.

—

The bitterness overflowed for you when you found out that Klaus tried to kill your sister and killed her friend (Crush? boyfriend? You never talked about it, but the most important thing now was that he was dead).

You stormed angry in the room where Klaus was sitting.

"Are you out of your mind?!"

"I knew i’ll see you, i actually heard your angry walk since you walked out of Davina’s room. Quite moody aren’t you?" He didn’t seem like a man that cared that he just killed innocent boy. In that moment you only saw monster and that disgusted you. Especially since at very beginning you believed that maybe he is not as bad as they say, that maybe there was something good in him, that he wouldn’t hurt innocent teenager, but you were wrong.

—

Davina's condition was getting worse and worse, the death of her boyfriend had a very significant impact on her, it's no wonder she was a young girl who had just seen the death of her peer, classmate, someone she cared about and was in love with.

You, on the other hand, were getting angrier with every passing minute that Klaus didn't feel guilty, he even seemed to be in a pretty good mood considering the fact that everyone was mad at him.

However, when Davina became ill, you abandoned any prejudices and even cooperated with him to help her.

You hoped that maybe there would be no need to kill her to finish the harvest.

But I was wrong. Do you remember how much I cried when her throat was slit? You don't remember anything that happened after that.

There in the cemetery, Klaus held you. And after all that, he was the one who took you to your bedroom and kept watch by your bed.

—

In the morning you woke up feeling terrible, you must have been sick, but it didn't matter, nothing mattered anymore because your sister was gone, you didn't protect her, you failed her.

"drink." You heard Klaus’s voice. He was sitting at the end of your bed, offering you a cup of hot tea.

You didn’t think much and took it from him and drank it eagerly. Hot drink with honey was really nice for your sore throat.

He took empty cup from you and put it on the nightstand and then sat closer to you.

"She’s gone, witches were liars, disgusting, monstrous liars!"

"I know, love, i know and i’m so sorry for your lose." He said giving your head a comforting kiss.

After some time your already weakened body got tired of crying and fell asleep on his chest while he stroked your back comforting.

[justlydsstuff]

The Vampire Diaries

Nothing here yet…

[ajesterwrites]

Will there be crumbs of the mikaelson x reader in your fic??

yes, I've already made plans for season 2 onwards 🤭

[sacevii]

Cosmic Chaos

Chapter 47

💌@®> i just want to say i appreciate all the notes reblog and comments. It's keeps me going truly, let's me know what you think wc 7k. There will be a long pause before that i wanted to update this fic too that's why I sat down and wrote it. Hope you like this chapter stay safe and hydrated.

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Bonnie had intended to keep distance from her friends since the last night fiasco, especially since she carries somewhat guilt that she had unknowingly almost became the part of harming Mason, and then get pulled back to it all after Katherine almost killed Elena’s aunt Jenna Sommers, and threat that is Kathrine pierce loomed over them, the Salvatore brother device a plan to kill Katherine on the masquerade ball, thus pulling bonnie right back in. 

Bonnie stands at the front of the Lockwood mansion; her mask doesn’t hide the turmoil inside her head. She had asked stiles if you were coming his answer disappointed her further, it would have been nice if you were by her side.

Jeremy is carrying a bag. He and Bonnie go upstairs. They enter an empty room. “I thought this room could work.”

“It's perfect."

Jeremy takes a weapon from the bag. Bonnie sits down and takes out the grimoire. “Is that the spell book I read about in my family's old journal?”

 “it's my ancestor, Emily's. The spell I'm doing here is similar to the one that sealed the vampires into the tomb.”

She opens it. Jeremy puts the bag in the closet. “Can you do all the stuff that's in there?”

 “I mean it takes practice. I've worked on some small spells. Spells that only do good. I don't want to know too much. I don't particularly enjoy any of this, in case you haven't noticed.”

“Yeah, but you're 100% witch, that is so cool.”

“It's anything but cool. Did your family journals tell you what happened to Emily? Or what about Women of my family in general? It never ends well for people like me.”

“If you feel that way, why help?”

 “Because I don't want anyone else getting hurt and I don't know how to stay out of it.”

“What about you getting hurt?” a new voice speak up from the dark making them startle, her jumping nerve relaxes seeing you sitting on the chair. Though Jeremy starts to freak out seeing you, but you don’t seem to care.

“I thought you weren’t coming.”

You sigh leaning forward “I wasn’t planning to.”

“Then why did you come?”

You shrug “You were going to do something diabolical stupid.” Even with her mask on you can feel her pinched forehead at you jab making your lips curl in triumph. “Can’t let you be stupid alone now, can I? besides I think peter is right I should help you guys out if I can.”  

 She let out amused scoff, smiling at you she turns to Jeremy “Can you give us a minute.” He nods looking between the two of you, he leaves only after lingering for a moment.

“I like scott better than Jeremy.” She shakes her head sitting down next to you, “I don’t trust the gilberts at all.”

She takes your hand in her “I know.” She inhales “I just don’t want anyone to get hurt, I didn’t know, Damon would try to kill him.”

“I know, I don’t blame you and neither should you.” The voices around the house seems fade away, the room became a more peaceful. “But you have to realize you can’t go back from this.”

Bonnie shakes her head “This is the one last time, after they kill Katherine, it would be all over.”

“That’s a delusion bonnie, we both know it.” Your words were sharp but true holding on to her hands as her loose the grip at your words “and you have to keep trying to save everyone, you can’t….. sometimes, just like you couldn’t save me.” She turns her head away “I know it hypocrite of me to say this, I don’t want anything happen to you, the Bennett witches suffered so much because of this people, I just…. don’t want your name to be on that list too.”

she goes silent for a minute “That’s why you’re here isn’t it.” She turns to you “You are here for me not for them.” She tightens her hold your wrist now “Promise me you will keep elena safe.”

“Elena is not toddler she can take care of herself.”

Bonnie almost screams your name “I’m serious, she important to me as stiles is important to you.”

“Does she share the same sentiment? I know stiles does.” The jab hurts bonnie making you feel worse “Fine. I will keep her safe.”

She gives you a pointed look “Are you serious, right now?”

you huff “fine! I promise I will keep her safe.”

The two of you stand up “You aren’t lying, are you?” bonnie ask as you open the door, your dress changes into a red dress and red and black mask hides your face.

“I might not approve of your friends, but that doesn’t mean I want that girl to get hurt.” you watch the people move around you with no care in the world enjoying the ball, smiles adorning on their face, being blissfully unaware even for few minutes in this fucked up world everything is tiring and unfair. It was never their fault to be in their predicament they all are in; we are just a pawn in cruel life that dictated by fate.

“You know scott is mopping in his house after he heard Jeremy is taking you to the ball.” She hake her head with a smile.

“Wouldn’t be weird considering he’s your best friend.”

You frown thinking why would it be weird “No, scott is great guy, though at times he can be annoying.” You exhale “at least someone is happy.” You motion at stiles in the crowd he has two drinks in his hand

“Of course he would be here.”

“With lydia.”

You and bonnie navigates through the sea of bodies “We need to let Stefan and Damon know the room's ready.” Suddenly she stops.

 “Do you feel that?” she glances up to see you observing a tall woman among the crowd, you nod “New face”

“New trouble.” You and bonnie walks towards her “Excuse me, do I know you?”

“No, I'm a plus one, I know no one, but it's a great party though.” The woman looks at the two of you, as if she is assessing the two of you, her eyes linger at you for second before she leaves. Jeremy walks over the two of you concerned slightly.

 “Are you okay?”

 “I just got a weird vibe. Let's find Damon.” She stops in her track to see you still there “You coming?”

“To see demon? No.”

“Don’t do anything stupid.” she pleads

You shrug “No promise.” You walk away from them going after the woman in the crowd, bonnie sighs.

Elsewhere Katherine is walking. Lucy joins her.  “You didn't tell me there was another witch here.”

 “Didn't I?”

“No, you didn't. No one is supposed to know I'm involved. This changes things, Katherine.”

“This change nothing. You're here because you owe your dear friend a Favor. You wouldn't want to lose my friendship now, would you?” Katherine hiss lucy face is twisted in annoyance.

“There is something, someone else, I can’t figure out anything about her, not even her magic.” Lucy words make Katherine stop “Something tell me she is far dangerous than anything.”

“Then we just stay away from her way.”

 Meanwhile you find Stiles and lydia is on the side nursing their drink, they wave when they see you, offering a nod your eye goes back to scanning the crowd.

Among the crowd you see Katherine standing behind a girl with stefan in front of them, the girl suddenly flinch as Katherine talks, your eyes widen when you realise what she is doing, the music suddenly stops making everyone groan and look around, seeing the crowd glancing around Katherine stops stefan and her look around in confusion , they feel you walking towards from their peripheral vision, Katherine scoff pushing the girl towards stefan before leaving.

You hurried towards stefan looking at the girl “What happened?”

“Katherine snapped her spine, but she’s alive.” Stefan quickly adds “Don’t worry, this Katherine’s last night.”

“Follow me.” You say walking away from the party, the music comes back making the people exclaim, the parking lot is empty and safe, you go at the end of the parking lot behind the car and motion stefan to lay her there, you take of your mask from your face.

“Go, deal with Katherine.” You tell stefan, hands glowing green as your palm press down on her stomach, green tendrils sweep inside her body.

“Go, I can help her.” You repeat again without looking up at him focusing on the girl, she starts to stir, stefan watches in fascination before leaving.

The girl sits up startled and in pain, you hold her by her shoulder “Hey, its okey, you’re alright.” The girl starts to cry whimpering that elena did something to her. “What is your name? can you tell me your name.”

“Aime.” She utters her tears running down her cheeks, frame trembling from cold and fear, you nod at that running your hand up down her arm to ground her and warm her up.

“Alright Aime, can we stand up slowly?” she heaves laboured breathes but nods “alright, nice and easy” you gently pull her up, holding her up just in case, she stumbles in her heel, making you look down at her feet. “Now, Aime how about we lose the heel, can you hold on to the car.” She holds on to the car with one arm her another is set on your shoulder with firm grip.

Aime had wake before you can fully heal her, the pain might worse if she falls again, crouching down you remove her heel she let out pained whimper closing her eyes you use the window to heal her again. You grab her heel in one hand and hold her hand in another.

“Press your foot lightly, even out your weight on both feet.” You instruct her she follow through; she takes few steps you encourage her quietly “See you are fine.”

Aime clam downs, only then she sees your face clearly and that’s throw her off into further hysteria “Wait! You were dead? Am I dead to?”

You shake your head “Aime” your eyes flash red “You are mistaking me for someone and, you are going to call your mom and go home, and forget about what happened, you just fell.”

She blinks for minute as you erase her memory and rewrite it with memory of her falling, she nods “Thank you, for helping me.”

You hand her your phone she takes it with shaky hand calling her parent, you wait with her until her dad pick her up, he rushed out the driver side looking over his daughter with concerned look, you can hear her dad scolding her for wearing big heels as you set them on the backseat she glances at you one last time as her father guide her to the passenger seat, you wave her as the car drive off.

You leaning against the trunk of a car, you flick your fingers eyes tracing the red magic as they freely glide in the air, the magic changes into a shape of bunny, to a deer then to snake then to dragon, it’s so hypnotic and beautiful yet so dangerous, a car comes in your vision its stops and elena steps out.

She to equally look stunned to see you “What the hell is going on?”

“First, it’s not me you should get all pissed off at, and they are planning to kill Katherine tonight.” Her eyes widen in fear at that as she runs off to find her friends, you stay there for a moment head down staring at the pavement, the cold snip at your cheek. The outfit you wearing changes into a hoodie and sweatpants

You don’t know how long you had been sitting there but somewhere from near you hear crying, frowning you walk over there to see elena on the ground crying bonnie beside her distraught, Elena’s pink top covered in red in the back.

You curse running towards them, you pull elena to look up to you, bonnie exclaim your name in relief.

“I can’t break the spell.”

You see Elena’s hand with large cut across her palm “I got it. I got it.” You take her palm in your green magic flow out of your palm to hers healing the wound.

“Do you think you can unlink it.” Bonnie asks you nod, pulling elena to sit straight, she looks at her palm and back the wounds are healed.

“You alright?” you ask elena she nods, she mutters a thank you “Alright, its not gonna hurt or anything.” Take hold of her head in your hand, feeling the link, its strong one, casted by a strong witch from even stronger line, but it feels familiar, familiar like gram, like bonnie.

You turn to her sitting back on your heel, hands on your lap “Go find the witch, she is just like you.” Bonnie glance at Elena, just then Jeremy arrives.

“She is safe bonie. I’m going to undo the link.”

Jeremy looks unsure as bonnie leaves he crouches down next his sister taking off his ring to give her the ring elena shake her head.

You crack your knuckles “Can you move aside?” you ask Jeremy.

“How can you do that?”

You hum “Every spell has residue if it is casted on the person or an object, the link here leaves her life tied to the magic itself, you just have absorbed it. Or I can cast another one that overpower the other and absorb the link.

You lift your palm over chest, red magic wrap around Elena’s body, she feels something tugging inside her “Don’t move.” You warn.

Jeremy and elena watches the magic forms a circle around her body, it forms an intricate line that connected to her body “How are you able to do that?”

“I’m witch too, that’s how.” The pull inside elena leaves you stand up dusting your grey sweatpants, the shoes is also dirty making you groan at annoyance at that. Elena and Jeremy look up to you “What? its done.” Your phone buzz in your pocket its stiles.

Jeremy help elena stand up they watches answer the phone “Where are you?”

“I’m here. Where are you? Right, I will be there.” Your outfit changes as you step into the clearing walking back to the party “No I didn’t leave.” You laugh to your phone.

“Well, she was helpful.” Jeremy mutters

On the way you stumble to Lucy “Ahh, good to know there is Bennett witches out there.” She rise any eyebrow at that “I’m guessing you own some favour to Katherine.”

“don’t agonize her” bonnie says from behind her walking closer she says your name “She’s, my sister.”

Lucy nods “A witch too?”

“Kind of.”

Bonnie turns to you “Is Elena alright?”

“Yes, you can go check.” Bonnie lingers for moment looking at lucy as if she wants to ask her again to stay, but she holds that thought inside and leave to check on her friend.

Lucy and you walk away from the party “You are skipping the town tonight?” you question

“Yes, I am.” She looks around the place “This town holds so many mysteries.”

“Problems too.”

she laughs at that “Of course.”

“You know gram almost died a month ago.” Lucy goes silent at that, mirroring your pensive look, “Now she’s somewhere fixing something. Bonnie is always pulled to her friend’s bullshit. She needs someone to be there for her.”  

“Why can’t you be the one?” her question was genuine not suspicion or biting.

“Our magic aren’t the same, you can reach out more to her than me at this moment.” You admit turning to her with an earnest look on your face. “Besides maybe we can put our cap and fly in broom at night together, we can even put harmless curse to the vampires around here.” Her lips stretched into a smile you shrug “The woods are quite spacious too.”

“That’s a tempting offer.” Lucy smiles at you she asses you for moment “You know, witches can sense other witches but for some reason, I can’t feel your magic but I know there is some sort of magic is on you.”

You rub your neck shifting in your feet “Where is the fun in showing all my tricks.” Lucy consider pushing you into talking about it more but she doesn’t as you shift the focus back on to her asking about her family back home.

Stefan joins Elena. She's alone. “Elena.”

“I'm okay, I'm okay.” She says your name “she took away the pain and healed me.”

Stefan looks surprised he thought bonnie had helped you when Lucy came to talk with them “I think you should definitely see a doctor anyway.”

“I will. I heard about Katherine, is it true? Is she really gone?”

 “Yeah, I was so worried about you.” He goes toward her but she pushes him away.

 “Stefan...I...”

“Katherine being gone doesn't change anything for you, does it?”

“I want to be with you, Stefan. You know that but first, I need to wake up and know that the people that I love are safe. I need to feel safe. Do you understand?”

“Yeah. Yeah, I... I understand.”

She looks at him tears hung on her eyes she looks around saying your name “I haven’t thanked her, she left before I can. I’m going to find her.” She leaves.

Elena had looked everywhere for you at the party bonnie said you around somewhere since your friends haven’t also left, she finds you on the parking lot talking with a woman, she walks closer to when the woman leaves.

“Hey”

You turn to her confused why she is seeking you out of her own violation “Hey, you good?.”

She nods her head bobbing slightly her cheeks are moist from fresh tears though you don’t feel the prod at that.

“I wanted to say thank you for saving my life.” She utters you shrug off “No, I know you don’t want to be involved with this, so thank you.”

“You can thank me by driving me home, I’m so beat.” as the two of you walk towards her car, you take the passenger seat when elena phone ring she closes her side of door and step lean against her car, you close your eyes laying back on the seat.

 “Yeah Jeremy, I've got my car. Tell Bonnie that her sister is with me. Yeah, you can drive her home. I'm just gonna go straight to bed. Okay.”

She hangs up. A masked man comes up behind her, covers her mouth muffling her scream, she inhales the chloroform she kicks the car in last minute make you jolt at that and get out the car, someone comes behind you does the same. You watch the other guy take elena to a black SUV, you feign blacking out though you hoped the guy would just let leave you there but he drags you to the SUV throwing you inside with elena.

That’s just great.

You wake in mouldy rusty couch making you gag at the smell, sitting up you find elena beside you, a man walks inside, you are in disbelief that you allowed yourself sleep through the whole kidnapping thing were you that tired, every time you close your eyes it’s like you’re pushed to a deep sleep, always waking up disoriented. 

“What do you want?” you hear elena ask.

“Shh.” The man walks over to you making you frown, elena looks worried for you. “Ready to be useful.” He taunts you; his vampire feature becomes visible as he leans over to bite you, Elena scream at him to stop.

You are disgusted and cranky ready to obliterate him but thankfully for him the door opens a woman step inside “Don’t be greedy Trevor. She is my fill.”

Like the hell I am lady.

The woman has dark hair, with a pixie cut what is Alice from Twilight doing here, an airy chuckle leaves your mouth, sluggishly you lean back on the couch, grimacing when you realize it’s the same mouldy couch.

The woman and Trevor look weird out at your lack of distress; she turns to Elena “What do you want?” the latter ask.

 “Oh my god, you look just like her.”

“But I'm not. Please, whatever you- “elena stands up walking towards the woman with pleading look.

“Be quiet!”

You cringe at the loudness your head is pounding, the man, Trevor eyes are pinned on you as you groan at two women’s rising voice

“But I'm not Katherine. My name is Elena Gilbert; you don't have to do this.”

“I know who you are, I said be quiet.”

“What do you want?” Rose slaps her hard. Elena falls on the couch, unconscious beside you making you startle.

“I want you to be quiet.”

You stand up cracking your stiff neck “That was rude rose.” The woman stiffens hearing her name leave your lips, she and Trevor glance at each other.

You yawn behind your palm waving your hand a brand-new couch appears now making the startled as you sit down on it. “Now shall we talk.” “Oh, don’t try anything, I prefer all the chaos after noon.”

 “What are you?” rose asks her eyes scanning you from head-to-toe Trevor goes to attack you but with a wave of your hand red whips bind him and you open the closed blinds. Rose yells his name.

“let’s talk.” She glances between you and Trevor she nods and you release him, and two chair appears behind him.

“Look, I don’t to be here doing this, and I get the feeling you don’t too.” You start leaning comfortably on the clean couch, crossing on leg over the other.

You say your name “I’m sorry for getting inside your head, I just looked for name nothing else.” Your words have them more puzzled. You turn to “Trevor, right?” the man nods. “Sorry about earlier, I don’t take it well…..when someone is being hostile towards me.”

“So, I don’t think you’re working for Katherine, I don’t see her working with anyone really.” You muses. “Look I meant what I said, I don’t want to hurt you.”

“We are here for our freedom.” Trevour breaks first. You nod look at there bear hands, you hum waving your hand two ring appears in their hands making them look down at it stunned.

“Is this real?”

“Oh, very real.” You flick your hand and curtains moves and sunlight pours inside the flinch expecting the burn but nothing happens.

“Why help us?” rose speak up getting straight to matter, you exhale crossing your arm over on another laying on top your thigh.

“We can help each other now can we talk.”

Trevor turns to Rose, he nods at her “We are delivering the doppelganger to Elijah, he gets her and we get our freedom.”

“We been on the run since we helped Katherine escape from the Originals.”

“And this Elijah is coming now for elena?” 

Elena sits up “Who is Ellijah?” she asks rose turns to her.

“Let’s not slap each other again alright.” You state standing up

 “He's your worst nightmare.” Rose says ominously making you internally roll your eyes; you sit silent letting elena do her thing, Trevor stands beside rose still looking warily at you.

“Why am I here?” elena asks as if she doesn’t see that you’re with her too, making you exhale and lean comfortably back on the couch, closing your eyes.

“You keep asking me these questions like I'm gonna answer them.”

“Why won't you?”

“That's another one.”

“You got me, okay? It's not like I can go anywhere. The least you can do is tell me what you want with me.”

“I personally want nothing; I'm just a delivery service.”

“Delivery to who? Elijah Who is he? Is he a vampire?”

“He's one of the vampires, the originals.”

“What do you mean the originals?”

“Again, with the questions. Haven't the Salvatores been teaching you your vampire history?”

“So, you know Stefan and Damon?”

“I know of them. A hundred years back, a friend of mine tried to set me up with Stefan. She said he was one of the good ones. I'm more of a sucker for the bad boys though but I digress.”

“Who are the originals?”

“Trevor and I have been running for 500 years. We're tired, we want it over. We're using you to negotiate ourselves out of an old mess.”

“But why me?”

“Because you're a Petrova Doppelgänger. You're the key to breaking the curse.” When rose says that you open your eyes looking at them.

“The curse? The sun and the moon curse?”

“Oh, you do know your history.”

“What do you mean I'm the key? The moonstone is what breaks the curse.”

“No, the moonstone is what binds the curse. The sacrifice is what breaks it.”

“The sacrifice?”

“The blood of the doppelgänger. You're the doppelgänger. Which means, in order to break the curse, you're the one who has to die.” Elena gasp in fear turning to you any sort of comfort, you wave your hand silently telling to calm down.

“No.” the two woman turns to you “The sun and moon curse is fake.” Rose and Trevor turn to you.

“she’s right- “elena starts remembering what stiles had told them, but your cut her off.

“I wasn’t done, elena.” You lean forward looking at rose and Trevor “supernatural creatures like Werewolf and Vampire has been around ancient times, though werewolf were the first to exist, they are not tied to any curse. The full moon, when they transform, they naturally become more werewolf than human, its not punishment but rather liberation as full moon is where they can fully be one with their nature. In vampire case you being vulnerable to sun and vervain is nature’s way of balancing order just like werewolf are vulnerable to sliver bullet and wolfbane.” You exhale thinking “The sun and moon curse is said to be originate around 15th century.” You look at them “You must have know Katherine as well, then.”

Rose and Trevor look puzzled making you rise a brow at that “You do.” You state

“We saved Katherine from the originals, that’s why we were on the run.” Trevor breaks first he touch the daylight ring on his hand. Now understanding Katherine was also on the run.

“She chooses to become a vampire to save herself.” You muse admiring the courage to choose the one of the hardest choices.

“If the curse is fake as you assume, why would they be so persistent about it for centuries” rose asks.

 You ponder the question as well “old people are stubborn?” your rhetoric statement make them sigh.

Trevor goes down stairs to check if this Elijah arriving any time soon, leaving rose with you and Elena. Rose stands by the window she opens the window and her hand outstretched out the sun feels warm.

She glances at the couch to see you lay with your head back, eyes closed sleeping, for someone who has been kidnapped by two vampire you seems to take it all well, too well to be honest, maybe you trust them or simply you trust yourself more to deal what is coming, She knows that you’re a witch even though she and Trevor had not been associated with many witches over the course of their life she knows that you are no ordinary witch maybe that’s why you seem so sure of yourself. Even then can you really hold yourself against an original vampire, the originals don’t respond to someone like you very well, will Elijah consider you as a back of her that won’t end up well for them.

“Stop thinking so much.” You groan brows furrowed with pinched look on your face “You make my head hurts.” Rose looks startled at that she turns away from you.

Beside you feel Elena tugging at your hand making you open your eyes to look at her she shows you a paper, a handwritten note It reads: "Stefan and Damon are coming for you. -B".

 Trevor enters the room panicked “He's here! This was a mistake.” You see pure fear in his eyes not just his Rose to.

“No, I told you I would get us out of this. You have to trust me.” Rose tries to still the jittery man

 “No! He wants me dead, Rose!” he yells his whole frame shake, the raw fear bleed through him, for dead man walking he looks beyond petrified.

“He wants her more.”

“I can't do this. You give her to him; he'll have mercy on you but I need to get out of here.” He looks around the room as if a magical door would appear and save them. “We have daylight ring now, we can run.”

“Hey! What are we?”

“We're family, forever.”

Someone knocks on the door. “You're scared.” Elena state the obvious.

“Stay here with her and don't make a sound.” Rose steps out the house, Trevor literally starts to shake in his boot, his eyes scan the room, pacing around for few minutes, his eyes falling on your frame sitting quietly in your sofa he speeds to you, kneeling down next to you.

 Elena stands up startled when he does so, Trevor trembling hand lay beside your leg he looks up at you with a pleading look. 

“I don’t know anything about you, and I’m sorry for kidnapping you.” He speaks up rapidly and jittery “But I know you’re a witch, please save me.”

You frown at the pleading man at your feet, the fear bleeding along with his hope that you would help him is clear to you.

“I want live, please.” He cries making you look at him again “I was surviving all these millennium…...I want to…. live.”

Trevor cries at your feet, he flinches when the door opens, he stands up in front of you fast drying his eyes, he feigns courage, though his trembling hand betray his true state.

He follows her. They arrive at the main room. Elena hears them. She's scared and turns her head. Elijah steps inside, he is wearing a suit, sharp and prim he moves with controlled no practiced elegance, contrasting with his true nature it is clear the man has crafted this meticulous shell over the years, like armour forged to hide who truly is, he looks at Elena. He's surprised and rushes over to her. He looks at her and smells her neck, elena shakes in feet.

You side eye at the behaviour of Elijah, at these times you’re grateful that derek keep his werewolf tendency at bay though scott lacks the concept of personal space, thinking about them stiles might have already flipped the town upside by now. You should have called him and let him know that you’re kidnapped……. maybe not the last part.  

“Human. It's impossible. Hello there. We have a long journey head of us. We should be going.”

Elena looks at Rose. “Please, don't let him take me.”

“One last piece of business and we're done. He goes toward Trevor, only to stop see another person sitting behind Trevor deep in thought.

“And who this young woman Rose-marie?” At Elijah’s question they both look at each other; Eliah stands in front of you and Trevor, assessing you for minute; you look at Rose.

She flinches for second “Just a blood bag.” Rose says “She’s compelled?” she adds. Elijah stares at you for a beat then hums.

Trevor takes a step towards Elijah “I've waited so long for this day, Elijah. I'm truly, very sorry.”

“Oh no, your apology's not necessary.” Elijah said to you that sound off handed, the whole finance bro look is throwing you off, you expected more who are you kidding, you have off your head since the morning.

 Trevor shakes his head, his voice is getting more panicked “Yes, yes, it is. You trusted me with Katerina and I failed you.”

“Oh yes, you are the guilty one and Rose aided you because she was loyal to you and that now I honor. Where was your loyalty?”

 “Beg your forgiveness.”

“So granted.” Elijah said but something is off making you frown then you realise shaking your head you lean back to the sofa, you can hear Trevor pleading to save his life in the back of your head also his pure happiness at Elijah’s word Trevor smiles but Elijah smacks Trevor's head clean off his body. Rose cries. Elena is shocked, you glance at the head, frown deepening.

 “You...!” rose screams tears falling from her eyes

“Don't, Rose, now that you are free.”

He looks at Elena. “Come.”

 “No, what about the moonstone?” elena speak up trying to stall Elijah she glance at you only to see your gaze is struck on the dead body of Trevor.

“What do you know about the moonstone?”

“I know that you need it and I know where it is.”

“Yes?”

“I can help you get it.”

“Tell me where it is.”

“It doesn't work that way.”

“Are you negotiating with me?”

He looks at Rose. “It's the first I've heard of it.”

He tries to compel Elena but it doesn't work. He looks at her necklace.  “What is this vervain doing around your neck?”

He pulls the necklace off her neck and throws it away. He grabs her head and compels her. “Tell me where the moonstone is.”

“In the tomb, underneath the church ruins.”

 “What is it doing there?”

“It's with Katherine.”

“Interesting.”

They hear breaking glass from upstairs. “What is that?” Elijah question there is edge on his voice

“I don't know.” Rose says honestly, she glances at you thinking maybe you did something but you’re still looking at Trevor dead body making her heart ache, maybe You were scared as she is.

Elijah caught that glancing at you for minute” Who else is in this house?”

“I don't know.” Rose repeats.

He grabs Elena and they rush out the room, you exhale standing up, there is sound of crashing echoes.

“You alright?” you ask watching the body vanish into red mist Trevor stands where his dead body was laying, he has tears running down his face.

“You saved me.” He whispers his tone full of disbelief and gratitude, he is looking at your frame, standing with your back towards him.

You shrug “Don’t get sappy about it.” You snap turning to him with your arms crossed over your chest seeing rose and Trevor made you reminded of your friends.

Trevor seems to understand that you don’t like being looked like you’re some sort of Savior, he let out a chuckle at that, for someone this powerful as you. You don’t see it as big deal. He speeds towards you hugging you unexpectedly making you stand still as well.

“Thank you.” He whispers into your hair, your hand limb by your side, you push him away after few seconds.

“Personal space, dude.” He moves away from you. He speeds to the window “We have to get out off here.” He offers his hand to you “Come on, I can help you get out safely.”

You scoff at that “Don’t tell me what to do.” You disappear into smoke of red making Trevor startled and look around the room. “Down here.” He hears from the window outside and when he looks down sure enough you stand outside flawlessly, almost bored expression on your face.

Trevor shakes his head jumping down he joins you; Trevor looks back the house as the two of you started to walk away. The two of you are away from the house.

“Are you going get her?”

Trevor shakes his head “Rose had been on the run because of me, she could have handed over me to save herself, but she didn’t. leaving would means keeping her away from my mess.”

“Its gonna hurt her.”

Trevor sigh heavily breathing as if he’s been granted fresh air after years of breathing fog “Yeah, but it will keep her alive as well, that’s the least I can do for her.” You nod understanding his sentiment.

“I never asked your name. what is your name?” you say your name he repeats it with hum “Thank you for saving me and giving us the daylight ring.”

You nod “Don’t go killing innocent people with it.” He nods “Kill abusers, rapist, and murder.” You add Trevor look at you for second “Balance is the key.”

“Right.”

“What are you going to do now? Now that you are free.”

Trevor stops in his track “huh, I didn’t think of that.” His lip curls “Maybe see new places and live rather than hop town after towns.”

You too stop turning to him “Can you do me a favour?” he nods you wave your hand and a car appear, “Can you drive me home? I have to close my eye.” He nods still amazed at your power. You seat in the passenger seat as he rounds the car. “Also, if you see a beat-up robin egg blue C5 jeep followed by a black Chevrolet Camero wake me up.”

He hums shrugging he starts the ignition frowning when he sees the said two vehicles coming from distance “Uhm…you mean that right?”

You open your eyes with heavy exhale and step out the car you wave your hand the even from the distance you can see stiles long neck poking out the window before he was pulled back.

The Camero speeds up overtaking stiles jeep, stiles head again poked out your can hear stiles yelling at derek, the Camero speed towards you, stopping just inches away from you derek steps out the car, his usual scowl in his face as he stands in front of you.

“Where the hell were you? Where you kidnapped with that girl?” derek fires question after question his scowl deepening when Trevor steps out the car, his hand itching to reach you but he holds back. “Who the hell are you?”

 His big mean alpha images get pushed aside be stiles running to you, on to you, the two of you stumble back but your wrap your hands around. Derek glare at stiles his hands flexing as if he wants to smack the latter to the moon.

“Oh my God, are you okey?” he pulls back holding your shoulder “Are you hurt…. that won’t happen. Did you kill your kidnappers?” scott hit stiles in his head at that. “What? they deserve it.”

“I’m fine” you reassure and turn to Trevor “You can leave, take the car if you want.” Trevor nods the men must be your friends.

He lingers for moment “Thank you for all that again.” He repeats before getting inside the car and drive away.

You turn to them “I will tell you everything, first I need to go home and shower.”

“You heard her stiles, she is fine.” Scott pulls his friend away.

Derek opens his passenger side you shrug get inside stiles glare at him but scott pulls him away to his jeep, you lean against the comfy seat, derek starts the ignition, he glances at you see your eyes closed.

As the drive stiles call your cell, he picks up “Don’t be loud. She’s sleeping.”

“No, just resting my eyes.” You mutter “put it in speaker.” Derek does as you asks. “How did you find me?”

“Well, I traced your phone location which was in Lockwood parking lot, that’s when scott called Bonnie and she said elena has been kidnapped that you be with her.”

“Yeah, by that time damon and stefan already left to get her and you.” Scott said “But we couldn’t sit still. So, we came too.”

You hum “Your trust in me is very appreciated.” The sarcastic quip has stiles scoff.

“Oh, I’m sorry worrying about my friend.”

A small laugh escapes your lips, tiredly yet warm “You worry to much.”

“I told them, you can handle it. But derek and stiles won’t sit still.” Scott states and you hear shuffling from other side as the two fight.

Derek feels your eyes on him but refuse to glance back at you, he cut the call drive off fast. “You were worried?” he can hear the smug grin in your voice, his jaw ticks.

“Shut up.”

You laugh rings on the car as you drive back to your town, derek softly nudge you awake when you reach your home he stands by the passenger door undoing your seat belt which you didn’t put it but he did after you dossed off, he walks you to your doorstep.

“Stiles and scott left.”

“Willingly?”

Derek shrug but doesn’t explain though the answer is assumable, he lingers by the door “You sure you’re alright?”

You give him a soft smile “I’m fine derek. And please don’t stalk at night.” Derek scoff crossing his arm offended.

“I wasn’t going to.” he looks away from your face opening the door himself he lightly pushes you inside. “Good night.” 

You laugh “Good night, derek.” He nods but doesn’t leave you raise an eyebrow; he hums and walk away stiffly looking at you when he reaches his car. He gets inside and drives off after hearing your door shut.

House

Elijah is still impaled to the door but he slowly wakes up. His face regains its colour and he removes the stake from his chest.

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29. Obstinate

summary: vicki donovan has always been stubborn, but this time she's outdone herself.

pairings: stefan salvatore x fem! reader

warnings: none

word count: 3.2K

previous chapter: final strike

notes: this chapter does explore stefan and reader's relationship a little, but it's definitely more vicki-centric

IT’D BEEN SEVERAL DAYS since Vicki Donovan’s disappearing act. At least, for the town of Mystic Falls, it was. For you, it’d been an eternity—which was ironic, because that was how long Vicki would now live. And to your knowledge, she wasn’t missing. She wasn’t at her home, but she was at a home…Stefan’s home, to be exact.

Over the course of two weeks, you’d purposefully kept your distance. You wanted to minimize contact with Stefan, and as much as you loved Vicki, you knew that you weren’t what she needed. Stefan was her best chance at surviving this emotional torture.

You’d done a good job maintaining distance, an even better job keeping her condition a secret, but the cracks were starting to form. Jeremy was worried sick. This morning, he’d resorted to skipping school so he could join the town-wide search party. You’d tried to talk him down but he hit you with a snarky “Yeah, I don’t know why your lips keep moving.”

That’s what led you to the Salvatore Mansion. You needed to know how much longer you’d have to keep this cover story going, if Vicki was any closer to sanity and could return soon. Jeremy would eventually grow suspicious and lying came easy but it sure wasn’t fun.

You rapped your knuckles against the door, expecting to see Stefan’s serious gaze. Instead, you found yourself face-to-face with the source of all your troubles, a very conceited Damon Salvatore.

"Where's Stefan?" You demanded, skipping the pleasantries. You hadn’t seen him since the incident in the driveway—when he hinted that his younger brother was hiding something major, right after you tried to stake him—but he didn’t seem to hold anything against you.

He smirked at you and carelessly leaned on the door. "And good morning to you, Miss I'm-on-a-Mission."

You glared at him. He was lucky you didn’t try attempt number two on his life for all the hell he raised. Did he seriously not feel anything at all? He was smiling like this was just another Saturday morning, as if he hadn’t ruined Vicki’s life.

"How can you be so arrogant and glib after everything you've done?"

"And how could you be so brave and stupid to call a vampire arrogant and glib?" He retorted.

You sighed, letting your irritation sink. He’d already gotten in your head; you weren’t going to let him get under your skin too. "If you want to kill me, do it. If not, tell me where he is."

“He’s upstairs singing The Rain in Spain. Knock yourself out.” He widened the door. You brushed past and started down the hall.

The mansion hadn’t changed since your last visit. It was still beautifully vintage, but this time you took note of the Victorian, French, and Italian Renaissance artwork adorning the walls. You wondered how old they were and how long they’d been there; and if Stefan had any emotional connection to these paintings or if they were simply random decorations, souvenirs from each culture and era he'd experienced.

“Stefan?” You called out. Announcing your presence before bursting upstairs was the polite thing to do. “Stefan, are you home?”

It’d be just like Damon to say he was when he wasn’t. He probably lived to waste your time. You were about to leave when Stefan suddenly appeared on the crown of the staircase, watching you with a disturbed look on his face.

“Morning,” You greeted softly. Your previous encounter with Damon had been hostile... Stefan was a different story. You regretted where you left things off but knew it was for the best. “Where’s Vicki?”

“She’s upstairs,” He answered, then met you at the edge of the stairs.

“Everyone’s worried about her…Matt and Jeremy especially.”

“I’m working with her,” He assured you. That should’ve been a comfort to hear, but it wasn’t normal for a vampire to have bags under their eyes. He was stressed. Of course he was—Vicki Donovan was probably the most stubborn person on the planet. “But it’s gonna take some time. She's a very volatile and impulsive personality. She's a drug user. I mean, all that's gonna play a part in how she responds to this.”

You nodded. Ryder had vaguely described the emotions of a vampire so that sounded about right. “How long is she going to stay here?”

She’d always been more of a free spirit. She didn’t like to dawdle at her home for long, probably because it stood as a reminder of what she didn’t have—which aside was Matt, was everything.

“Just until I know that she’s safe.”

Despite the circumstances, you smiled. He’d really made it his mission to protect her. You loved how deeply he cared. He could’ve easily walked away, especially since you’d basically cut him off, but he chose to dedicate himself to Vicki because that’s the kind of person he was. It was easy for life to lose its meaning when you had an eternity to be reckless, but he tread cautiously, considering the gravity of every decision.

“How are you?” Stefan suddenly asked.

“I’m fine,” You said instinctively. If Holly were still talking to you, she would be proud.

He parted his lips to reply, but a soft voice suddenly called your name from the top of the staircase. You and Stefan glanced up at the same time.

Vicki awaited, wearing a black denim vest and gray tank top underneath. A pair of old crystal-studded jeans hung from her waist. Waves of messy golden hair flowed past her shoulders and her eyes widened with an unnatural curiosity.

You and Vicki stared at each other, neither of you daring to speak, afraid that broken silence would lead to uncomfortable discussions. Both of you had changed overnight. She was now an eternal being, and she knew that your knowledge of the supernatural went deeper than she ever could’ve imagined.

And to make things worse, the two of you didn’t have the best track record with stairs.

“Hey,” You said quietly. You managed an awkward smile and wave, then turned to Stefan. “I’ll be right back. I need to update Bonnie and Caroline.”

Vicki visibly deflated, but you pretended not to notice as you slipped outside. Your friends had been texting you all week, trying to decipher that impulsive voicemail you left for Bonnie. You’d explained it away by claiming to be drunk, but now they were worried sick. The entire town was on edge since Vicki’s meltdown.

You needed them to believe that you were okay because if they pried too deeply, they’d never be okay again. So when they invited you to the school’s annual Halloween party, you didn’t decline.

This was a test to see if you’d show up. And you wanted nothing less than to party at a time like this, but you had to do what was necessary: swallow your troubles and mask them with a smile.

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Vicki Donovan was not the type to suffer in silence. And unfortunately, she had to let the whole world know.

You listened quietly as Stefan tried to guide her, but every moment with her was a dismissive remark or a plea to be released. She was far from ready to venture into the real world. A shadow of hunger flickered in her green eyes, which lingered a little too long on you.

Eventually, she left to use the restroom. Stefan departed soon after, promising to be back in a moment, and you found yourself all alone. You sunk deeper into your thoughts of everyone, particularly Jeremy and the Donovan siblings. How on Earth were you going to navigate this? You’d assumed that returning to Mystic Falls would be so much easier, that you’d left the supernatural behind you. But somehow, it followed you home, and it intended to defile everything in sight unless you did something about it.

When Vicki returned, the first thing she did was dial Jeremy’s number. You scoffed. You could give her the benefit of the doubt, maybe ask before jumping to conclusions, but you knew her. She was too cowardly too face Matt—and according to the news, all of her friends had died in a botched drug deal—so Jeremy was the only connection she had.

She had a twisted way of pulling him in. He’d leap however high she wanted, even if it meant falling to his own death.

“You can’t see him,” You said, tempted to snatch the phone away. Give her a chance to do the right thing.

Vicki stopped punching in the numbers and stared at you. “Oh come on. Don’t you start. I’m gonna see whoever I wanna see.”

“Even though you could hurt him?”

“I would never hurt Jeremy.”

You scoffed. Right. Because introducing him to drugs certainly didn’t harm him at all.

You didn't expect Vicki to understand. You loved her, but all she cared about was herself. She left the world around her a broken mess and it was Matt who always fixed it, even though she was the eldest.

You and Matt had known each other your whole lives, but the first time you forged a genuine connection outside of your meddlesome loved ones was when you bonded over Vicki’s shameless behavior.

“He needs to move on,” You told her. It’s what your parents would want. Jenna may have been your legal guardian, but you needed to protect her too, which meant tackling the role of the supernatural watchdog.

“Stop talking about me like I'm dead!” She yelled, setting her phone on the table with a thud.

“You are dead!” You shot back. “Jeremy’s not. He still has his whole life ahead of him so please. If you care about him at all, you'll leave him alone.”

“What, like Stefan left you alone?” Vicki asked, anger rising in her voice. “You don't think I see what's going on here?”

You raised your hands in surrender. “I'm just trying to help.”

“Oh please, you've never thought I was good enough for Jeremy!”

“How can I? You're not even good enough for your brother, let alone mine!” The insult fled from your tongue quicker than it formed in your head.

Hurt brimmed in her eyes and regret slammed into you like a freight truck.

That was the problem with you and Vicki. You were like fire on fire. Together you burned brightly, but once you began to clash, the destruction inevitably spread. Bonnie and Caroline were your water; they cooled you down when the flames rose too high, but were careful not to extinguish you.

“I'm sorry,” You sighed. “I…I didn't mean that.”

Unfortunately, words like that couldn’t easily be retracted. Vicki’s heartache dissolved in an instant. She exchanged it with something much colder and hardened.

“You’re worried that I’ll hurt him?” She gave a dry laugh, as if it were the most ridiculous thing she’d heard all day, and crossed her arms over her chest. “Well what about you?”

Jesus, how long was Stefan going to take?

Arguing with Vicki was a waste of time. Apologizing to her was even more pointless because you’d never get an apology in return. She’d only offered it once, which was right after Damon attacked her in the woods. Now that she was immortal, she could do whatever she wanted without consequence. You’d never hear her say “I’m sorry” again.

Without another word, you headed for the door. Maybe Vicki was stuck here, but you sure as hell weren’t.

“You wanna keep blaming me for everything shitty happening in your brother’s life?” Vicki called out after you, spite poisoning her tone. You wanted her voice to disappear from your head. “You’re the reason it all started!”

Your hand had been on the doorknob, but suddenly you froze. What was that supposed to mean?

Vicki only ever lied about thing: drugs. Specifically, she lied about how she acquired them. The answer was always the same—she either stole money or she stole items to sell.

You slowly turned around, toward her animosity. Vicki took slow, deliberate steps your way, like a predator lying in wait.

“He went to your room to say he was sorry,” She said coldly. “For blaming you. But you weren’t there because you shut us all out.”

You swallowed hard. That first month after your parents died, you couldn’t stand the thought of being at your house. It wasn’t home without them.

So you wandered anywhere you could, usually wherever alcohol was present. But you couldn’t stand the looks of pity or the pressure to just talk or cry when all you wanted was to run away. What good would sharing your grief do? You were the reason your parents were dead. And somehow, you’d survived that car wreck unscathed.

Vicki thought that getting high with her would somehow ease your grief. And you turned to whatever substances you could find…all alone.

“He didn’t find you,” She recounted. “But he did find a little something in your room.”

Realization slowly dawned on you. You recalled one night, stumbling home completely trashed, scouring your room for marijuana. The next morning, you attributed it to a drunken craze. It never occurred to you that Jeremy had taken it.

“You’re lying” was all you could say, completely stunned. This couldn’t be true. If this were true, that would mean…

You shook your head. No. You couldn’t let her get inside of your head. Somehow, she managed to cut so much deeper than Damon ever could. You didn’t cry, didn't even notice you were about to until your eyes stung.

“Face it,” Vicki spat, inching closer. “You hurt everyone. You hurt me, Matt, Jeremy—you even got your parents killed because you were such a conniving lying bitch to my brother!”

Your palm flew across her face.

In a split second, Vicki’s hand curled around your throat and she slammed your head against the door. You extracted the stake from your purse like violence was second nature. All you could think about was how close she was to Robert, and the stake was mere centimeters from her chest when a voice in your head screamed WAIT, DON’T!

This was Vicki Donovan, your friend since childhood. Maybe she believed that her life was a purposeless existence, that she’d never leave her mark on the world, but she’d left a huge mark in your world. She meant something to the people closest to you. She was an addict and a vampire wrestling with bloodlust and addiction, but she wasn’t a monster.

Her hold tightened. You worried that the small bones in your neck would crack.

Your heart nearly beat out of your chest. You didn’t realize you were holding your breath until your chest began to hurt. You didn’t want to kill Vicki. You didn’t even think you could. But you were just so angry.

She never understood you. And why would she? She forfeited all of her eldest-sibling responsibilities, she never bothered to seek repentance for anything that she did, and she put her desires before the well-being of others. Facing her sins would mean facing the emptiness that plagued her, and she’d never gather the strength to do that.

Vicki’s narrowed eyes wandered to the stake. You didn’t know how far along Stefan got in his Vampires 101 lectures, but recognition filled her gaze. The two of you were locked in a stalemate.

“Let…go,” You wheezed. When her grip toughened, you glanced at the wood as a final warning. For the first time that day, she finally understood you, and released her hold.

You immediately hunched over, gasping for air, and used the door to steady yourself. Vicki stormed off while you pressed yourself against the hard surface, afraid that you might shatter. What the hell had your life become?

“Y/N?”

You blinked out of your shock and regained composure. “You’re back.”

Stefan descended the steps, concern contorting his expression. His eyes darted to the bruises on your neck, then the deadly weapon you held close to your chest. “What happened?”

You lowered the stake and slipped it back into your purse, struggling not to cry.

“We got into a spat.” You were aware that he can perceive every sensation running through your body—the short quick breaths; the pounding heart; the blood rushing to your head. It all contributed to that pitiful look that he was giving you right now. “Whatever you think you hear in my body, please ignore it.”

Stefan took his time approaching you. He slowly lifted his hand and caressed the bruises with his thumb. The warmth of his skin on yours quelled the throbbing pain in your throat.

He sighed deeply. Oddly enough, the look on his face was a softened version of one he often gave Damon, like he deeply considered hurting him, even though it may be against his better judgment.

“I’m fine,” You told him, then chuckled for good measure. “For a vampire, she’s pretty weak.”

“She misses you,” Stefan revealed. “That's why she's acting out. She thinks that you've abandoned her. And right now, all of that anger is heightened.”

You couldn’t help the passive-aggressive laugh that slipped past your lips. “Did she tell you that?”

“She didn't have to.”

You took a long, heavy breath. “What am I supposed to do, Stefan? I can't stand by and watch her hurt Jeremy. And I can't help her either—only you can.”

“I don't think that's true,” Stefan replied, dropping his hand. You missed his touch. “You've known her your whole life. She's confused but Y/N, she loves you. All of her emotions are amplified, not just her rage.”

That was easy for Stefan to say. He didn't know what you'd done to her. He didn’t hear that sickening crack her bones made when her body hit the staircase. He didn’t see that slight glint of awareness in her eyes, or the way she struggled to raise her head, before she went completely limp.

Those graphic images would haunt you forever. They intensified the more you lingered on them. You had to outrun your guilt. Before the memories could become too lively to the point of reliving them, you spoke. “I have to go.”

“Y/N–”

“Stefan, please.” You didn't want to talk about your feelings and do all of that reflective bullshit, especially not with him. You'd had your person and she'd left the moment she realized how damaged you really were. You knew you’d told Stefan that you could no longer be friends, but you dreaded the thought of him running away from you too. “I haven't spoken to Bonnie and Caroline in days. If I don't show up to this Halloween thing, they'll get suspicious. I gotta be normal, remember? It’s all part of our grand coverup scheme. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a party to get to. Goodbye.”

He was worried about you. You could see it in his face. His fingers raised ever-so-slightly, reaching out for you, but he rescinded his touch.

You appreciated that he cared but you couldn’t think about yourself right now. The people in your life were far more important.

And so you set off to join them, leaving behind the person you loved the most. NEXT CHAPTER: THERE WILL BE BLOOD