Is all forgiven?

Bonnie's Pov

I sat on the floor and looked at the full moon from my window. I didn't know went Jack Daniels became my best friend but it must have been after the death of my Grams. I couldn't think about her without getting depressed. My grip around my bottle was tighter then my grip on reality. Maybe it was thought that Elena was going after the bastard that killed my Grandmother was the reason I shut her out. A soft smile came on my face. Thinking about it was going to nothing but make me sadder. I looked down at the light brown bottle and let me fingers run against it. It was cool to the touch and wet from the water droplets that were sliding down its side. It looked so temping as always. The bottle was the closest thing to medicine as possible.

"I want to go away." I said to myself out loud

I pushed myself up and tipped the bottle with my foot. The liquid started to pour out onto the brown carpet and making the whole room smell of liquor. The smell was so temping. I closed my eyes and walk to the bathroom door, locking it behind me. When I flipped the switch on and screamed. The bathroom mirror was covered in crimson red blood. My eyes darts around the room but saw no one. The smell over metallic filled my nose. I placed my hands on my face and let out a breath, closing my eyes. Something was here…I could sense it. Then I heard something shatter, when my eyes snapped open I could see anything thing. All I could hear was someone breathing my name on the back on my neck.

'I will not die here! I refuse to die here!'

But then I felt myself begin pushed back. Hitting, what felt like the door knob hard and bounced onto the glasses cover floor. I wince in pain as I forced myself to look up. All I could see was a pair of red eyes.

"Damn, I hissed in pain

It felt as if I broken a few ribs and it was starting to hurt when I breathe. Then I felt something pulling me by the hair, forcing me to stand up. My chest slowly went up and down as I stared into its red eyes. I tried to concentrate and tried to use my power but nothing came out.

'I'm not going to die.' I repeated in my head but maybe I was just trying to convince myself of that

Sam's Pov

I sat on the side of the road with a thumb in the air. Hoping that I would get a ride from a nice stranger, or at least one that wouldn't kill me. This was the fifth time me and Dean broke up and this time I don't think Dean is all to forgiving. It was my fault and I pushed all the wrong buttons, so I deserved this. It's been five days since I last seen him and I've been hoping around the states to find something, but I didn't know what it was. All I knew that it was drawing me to a place called Mystic Falls. You wouldn't find it on a map but most of creepy towns aren't usually on there.

I looked up to the star filled sky and smirked, "I really hope Dean didn't get himself in any trouble."

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