Author's note:
English isn't my first language and this is my first story written using English.
Silas is already dead in this story. I don't remember the exact timeline of the series so this is just loosely following it.
I do not own Vampire Diaries! I am writing this story for my own amusement and do not profit anything for this.
This story does not contain described sex. It might be implied. The rating just to be safe as this story includes cursing and possibly non-described killing.
/ 28.1.2018: Soo.. It has been a 3 and half years. I'm cringing so bad while reading the first chapter. My English was so bad. I am changing some things and editing the first chapter. I have finally figured out where I want this story to go. I am still in school but I try to update this in every two weeks or so. Certainly not going to wait till 2021 :'D
Cordelia Evanson might look like any other 18-year-old girl. A girl whom biggest problems were how their hair was or what clothes to put on the next day. But they couldn't have been more wrong. First off Cordelia wasn't 18 years old. She was an almost-300-year-old vampire. And second off she had much bigger problems than her hair or clothes. And really, it is hard to be just a normal girl or even a normal vampire when your best friend was Katherine Pierce.
And the very same woman was the reason she now was sitting a bottle of vodka front of her in Mystic Grill's bar. Katherine had called to her and told that she was dying because the cure had been sucked out of her. She had come as fast as she could. She had heard Katherine's doppelganger telling a cute blond guy how happy she was that Katherine would soon be out of their lives for good.
Cordelia got it. Katherine really wasn't the kindest person walking on the Earth. But Katherine had found her when she had been attacked by other vampires and was fast dying. It had been early 1700's in London, England. Katherine had changed her. They traveled around the world and had spent 100 years together before separating during the Civil War. They had been residing in France at the time. Cordelia wanted to continue traveling in Europe while Katherine had to chance scenes because she was running from Klaus. Katherine traveled to United States along with her witch maid Emily. At the same time Cordelia just traveled around Europe before returning to the States around early 1900's.
That was when she met the infamous Klaus. She didn't tell him anything about Katherine or even who she truly was. She introduced herself as Ingrid. They drank and slept together around the States for ten years before separating when Katherine had appeared out of nowhere while they were in New Orleand and dragged her away from him. Katherine had been furious with her at first but finally calmed down when Cordelia had told her that she wasn't in love with him. She had only been with him for the shits and giggles. Katherine and Cordelia continued traveling together for a while before separating.
Now it was time to face her best friend again. Cordelia took a last swing of the bottle in front of her and left a few dollar notes under it before departing the dim place into the bright daylight her daylight ring shining in her right index finger.
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I know this is short but it's just a edited version of the sucky one I wrote in 2014.
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