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This is from the Vampire Diaries TV Series and the Pretty Little Liars Book Series.

Rated M for Mature Content, involving harsh language, gore, and sexual conduct.

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Alison DiLaurentis, Rosewood's Queen Bee. Beautiful with blonde hair and clear blue eyes, and a smile that could charm anyone. Queen of keeping secrets and destroying people she deemed unworthy. Every guy wanted her and every girl wanted to be her. Even in middle school, she was desired. Now, at the end of her senior year of high school, Alison is all set to leave Rosewood for college. But little does she know, college is a whole new ball field, one that will change her life forever.

Damon Salvatore has loved and lost much during his long life. He lost Katherine in 1864 and now Elena was gone her own way. Lost in his misery, Damon leaves Mystic Falls in search of a better life. More adventure. Real power. Passion.

Damon's POV

She's gone. She's really gone.

I can't handle this pain. I could barely handle it the first time. And I know this time, this time she's serious. She's never going to come back. My Elena. My beautiful, precious Elena. What happened? We were doing great! It seemed like nothing could tear us apart. We were happy. I saw her every day, saw they raw happiness on her face. And after everything we've been through, after all the sacrifices we'd made to be with each other...she threw it all away. For nothing. No reason.

How am I going to survive? How am I going to live in this house when her memory will always be within these walls. I could see her laying on my bed, asleep. The morning sun just barely peaking through the curtains and landing on her olive toned face. She'd open her beautiful brown eyes and gaze around the room, still barely out of her dreamland. She'd smile when her eyes landed on me...NO! I have to stop thinking about her. I have to, I just have to.

I gazed around my room. It was a disaster from her leaving and from me throwing my possessions around. At last my eyes found what I desperately sought: bourbon.

I walked over to my still intact liquor cabinet and poured myself a drink. I swallowed the drink in one gulp. I started to pour myself another but stopped short. I needed more than what one small glass could give me at a time. I set it down and brought the bottle to my lips. I started to drink, letting the warm liquid slid down my throat and warm me from the inside. I drank more and more, my tolerance for the whiskey high enough that it didn't make me gag.

Soon, too soon, the bottle was empty. For reasons I didn't understand, the sight of the empty bourbon bottle enraged me. I threw it against my wall, yelling out a scream as it smashed into a million pieces. As my sudden scream died out, I fell to my knees, tears streaming down my face. I couldn't do this. Not here. Not without Elena. I had to leave before her memory suffocated me. But where could I go?

Alison's POV

My Lord, those girls annoyed me. Why was I friends with them again? Oh, right. Because they are the reason that I pulled off pretending to be my sister that day. Try as I might, I still can't stop thinking about the switch. It happened six years ago, and I still felt guilty. But why should I feel guilty when the real Alison DiLaurentis had me sent to the hospital over nothing but pure jealousy.

I let out a pent up breath. I just had to make it a few more days to graduation and then I'd be free. Truly, wonderfully free! I could leave this life behind, leave Rosewood for good. I'd start over in a new place and live my life the way I wanted it. No more lies. No more secrets. No more Alison.

But would I go back to being Courtney? How could I when all of my documents and license says Alison? I could get a whole knew identity, so my family could never find me. So my twin couldn't hunt me down. Because I know she will once my parents let her come home. She'll try to get her revenge, I know she will.

My iPhone made a tweeting noise, alerting me that I had a new message. It was from Spencer Hastings, my half sister.

Did you want to come over and party with us tonight? My mom and her fiance won't be home.

As much as I didn't want to spend anymore time with them, I had to. They were, after all, my best friends. As much as they get on my nerves, I owe everything to them. And Spencer was my sister. She was an even better sister than my twin.

But Emily, God Emily freaking Fields! She really just needs to get over her damned crush on me already. Why can't she take a hint? I'm not interested in girls. Never have been and never will be. But she's always there for me, after all of these years.

And Hanna Marin. She completely transformed herself in eight grade and now she's almost as fabulous as me. A size two and with long auburn hair, Hanna was hot. And she always has my back, no matter what.

And then there's Aria Montgomery. Yeah, she may be dating Noel Kahn now, but she's still just as weird as she was the day I met her. Blah.

I looked back down at my phone, hesitating. Spencer was throwing a celebration party for the whole senior class. A pre party to her graduation party in a few days. We'd all be wasted before 9 pm.

Yeah, I'll be right over. Just getting ready.

Maybe there will be a cute boy that I could have some fun with. After being single for a few months, I was dying for some male attention. Not that I was ever in short supply of that.