Disclamer: Dun own the sexy beast known as Damon Salvatore. =P


My life, it seemed, was just too much...

I stared over the edge of the bridge, wondering how life would have been if I hadn't become a vampire.

Sighing internally, I took a sip of my glass of brandy, watching the water just bellow the bridge.

I dropped the glass, watching it fall and crash in to the fast moving water bellow.

Stepping up onto the side of the bridge railing, I looked up at the burning sun.

Swallowing a little, I lifted my hand, lifting one finger from the item I held, I took off my ring and quickly stabbed the wooden stake into my chest.

Gasping, my eyes widened in shock, as the life was near slowly sucked from my being.

My skin burned as I managed not to scream, the dagger painfully embedded in the middle of my chest.

With one final breath, I fell over the edge of the bridge, plunging into the water that was rushing over the sharp, jagged rocks.

... There was only so much pain a man could take...


Dang, I felt moody today... ;) Haha, I really don't know. I think Damon does have his moments... but, sometimes, it can truly be too much for him. Especially when he was already hurt so much when he was a human.

~FriskyMonster~