AUTHOR'S NOTE: In my story The Vampire Diaries isn't a television show, but there are the books.
This story is about the show, but in my story world the show doesn't exist, just the books. You'll understand why when the story goes on. But I hope you enjoy and just to warn you this IS a Damon/OC fanfic!
This story is of the t.v. version, I will be using that plot line and those characters, I just mention the books in it only.
This is kind of different compared to other fanfics where a fan is now in the show (since there technically isn't a show, lol)
But I still hope you all like this story!
I closed my eyes and counted to ten, then covered my hands over my face. I heard the giggling of my two younger siblings and I smiled to myself, love giving the two of them all my undivided attention.
I removed my hands and opened my eyes once I reached ten. I looked around the large back yard, glancing for my two five-year old siblings, hoping one of their blond heads will appear behind a bush or a tree.
I heard the familiar laughing behind a large bush a few yards away from where I stood beside the pool. I followed the sound of the laughter, and ducked low in front of the bush, so the kids won't see me yet.
That's when I heard the twins talking to each other.
Abigail said, "Shh, Adam. She stopped counting."
"Rae too stupid to find us. It's okay." he said, laughing, causing me to roll my eyes. My younger brother loves me so much. Sarcasm at it's best.
"No!" Abby shouted/whispered to her twin, "Rae is pretty and smart. Imma be like her when I'm old."
"Mommy says she's dumb. She says Rae got a bad B on her math test."
Abby didn't answer immediately, but I heard her voice sadden as she mumbled, "Mommy's mean to Rae."
Then I heard Adam grumble, "I know..."
I took that as my cue to make my appearance. I brought them outside to have fun, not get depressed over my terrible mother.
"Boo! I found you!" I yelled as I crawled around the bush and grabbed the twins tickling the two of them to death. They giggled under my arms and after a couple tiring minutes I let them go, trying to catch my breath and so were they.
"That was fun!" Abby yelled, making me smile. Adam nodded along as we crawled back from around the bush. I stood up, then helped up both kids, and dusted off the dirt on their clothing. I wouldn't want them to get yelled at by our mother just for having simple dirt on their pants.
We played for about twenty minutes more, before our house maid Leanne called us to come inside and eat dinner.
I looked down to the kids, grinning, "Last one there's a rotten egg!" we raced towards the sliding glass doors. I slowly jogged, letting them run past me, basically racing each other.
After getting inside I gathered them into the kitchen and we all washed our hands. I made them sing their ABC'S as they did it, then I grabbed a kitchen towel from the drawer and dried their hands.
We entered the dining room to find our mother and my step-father (the twin's biological father) already sitting down at the table. Waiting for us before they can eat. Leanne and another maid named Cynthia pushed out chairs for us as we sat down. I thanked them then turned my attention to my mother who was glaring in my direction.
I sucked in a deep breath, awaiting the wrath of Clarissa Rhodes-Sparks.
"What took you so long? Ethan and I have sat here for almost seven minutes. Dinner is getting cold, Raven." She reprimanded me, in a whisper tone. It didn't matter though, because everyone else can still hear her.
"Sorry, mother. I had to make sure the kids were clean and ready for supper." I explained softly, and keep my gaze down on the table, not wanting to disrespect my mom.
She sighed in irritation, "I don't understand why you always have to go run around in the dirt with those kids. You're teaching them bad habits."
My mother was a fashion designer. She sells her clothes in the expensive stores. She has many businesses, which means she has a lot of money.
Her new husband of nine years, Ethan, was born in money. He inherited a lot of money when his parents passed away and he owns a few businesses that he inherited as well. He's just my mother's type. Rich, good-looking, and doesn't complain about her being missing all the time.
My Mom had me when she was seventeen. She met my father through her parents friends. She started dating him when they were sixteen, only because he was expected to inherit a lot of money from his parents. It wasn't until my mother was five months pregnant, did she realize that my father wanted nothing to do with his family business. So my grandparents disowned him for getting a girl pregnant and for not wanting to be like them.
When I was born, my Mother wanted nothing to do with me. She let my father name me and gave all custody to him.
I lived with my Dad until I was five. I grew up in a two bedroom apartment, where I got to see my Dad work down below in a very successful bakery, since he loved to bake.
He died of cancer when I was five. I didn't know what was going on at the time. I just remember him telling me he had to go to heaven but he loved me. He said he'd see me again, but not soon, he hoped. I remember giving him a kiss and waving goodbye at his hospital door. Then I remember meeting my mother the following day. I heard her whispering to my grandmother "Steven died. And he left me with that girl!". She told me she was my Mom after that conversation, when I first moved into the large mansion-the current one I am living in now- She was stand offish with me. She never once had hugged me or told me she ever loved me.
She constantly wants me to succeed. All A's an all my school subjects. Being in after school activities, surrounding my self with her elite group of friend's children.
I didn't fit in. I wanted to be home. With my Dad. Where we would bake peanut butter cookies and sing Christimas songs every Christmas as we decorated the tree.
W said grace, then ate what was on our plates. Ethan asked the children about school and their activities. My mother laughed and let herself into the conversation. They never once involve me.
Ethan rarely talked to me unless he had to in public. I was practically invisible to him. I wish I could say the same to my mother though. I always wish I was invisible to her, but she seems to always have to correct me on my faults. Make me into a mini version of her.
"Sit up straight, Raven. Don't slouch. It's un-lady like." she scolded, and I stood up straight against the wooden chair. I heard Leanne who stood behind me sigh sadly to herself.
She has been a maid here since I moved here. She was more of a mother to me than my own, and she always hated the way my mother treated me. Especially when I was in trouble.
After dinner I excused myself and ran up to my bedroom. I grabbed my cell phone off the night stand and saw my friend Amber had texted me.
Party at Jenna's tonight! Better be there, bitch!
I rolled my eyes, not wanting to go at all. But I really didn't want to stay here either. It was only six and I knew the party probably wasn't going to start until around ten, so I just grabbed one of my many books off my book shelf and laid on my bed. Continuing to read where I had left off last.
I was reading the Vampire Diaries: The Awakening. I was almost done with it, but I was a big fan of the books. I read most of them and loved them. I just love the characters and the plot lines. The writer of this story made this all seem so believable. As if it were real.
A couple hours later, around nine thirty, I was dressed. Wearing white short with a floral top. I walked towards the front door and I yelled into the house, "I'm going out with Jenna and Amber!" knowing that if I used her friend's kids names she wouldn't care.
As I expected all I heard was silence, which meant I was allowed to leave the house, since she really didn't care about my well being.
I ran out the house towards my Mercedes. I got in quickly and drove out the large drive way and out of the gate.
There was crazy traffic as I looked down the high way. I wasn't going to take that, so instead I went another direction. As I drove down an empty side street.
I was driving more and more down the road and passed and intersection. The light was green and there were no cars around, so I thought.
Until large lights shined through my passenger door window, causing me to turn my head. I didn't have time to react as the large truck crashes into my car. Causing the care to immediately smash together. I was unconscious instantly.
I died that night.