Hey Guys! So here is chapter two! I just wanted to remind you all, that other that Cecilia, I won nothing of the vampire diaries :) This chapter is really short, however th next one will be much longer, I promise! x
CHAPTER ONE
A tear falls down my cheek. The countdown begins. Katherine has me right where she wants me. She's pretty much won already. Damon clears his throat and it brings me back to my senses. I look him right in the eye, as I rip the letter to shreds. Stefan takes a step towards me, "Cece, what is it? What does it say? Who's it from?"
I give him a look, "who d'ya think Stefan?" He blushed, but I continued, "she's sent her warning, it won't be long until she makes her first move."
Damon looked flustered but he smirked, "well, let's just go down and drink bourbon. It solves everything. We can worry about this tomorrow." I shook my head, and walked past him, muttering something like "I'm going to bed". Bourbon wasn't going to help me now. It was only a matter of time before my world comes crashing down, taking me along with it.
After a long night of tossing, turning, and no sleep, I heave myself off my bed and get dressed. After five minutes or so, there's a knock on my door; I don't feel like talking to anyone, so I simply unlatch my window and leap gracefully out of it. Whoever it was can wait.
After my third - or fourth, I'm really not counting - drink my phone rings. I want to ignore it, but the caller ID tells me that it's Jeremy and right now I could really do with hearing his voice. I answer with a sigh. "Hi, Jer. What's up?"
"Cecilia. So glad you answered." My stomach flipped. That's wasn't Jeremy's voice.
"Katherine." I snarled, with as much venom as I could muster. "Where's Jeremy?"
"Oh, he's fine, for now. But I'd suggest if you want your boyfriend to be breathing by the end of the day, you come and meet me. I would just love to catch up. You have ten minutes to be at the highschool gymnasium." And with that, she hung up. I slammed my glass down and rushed outside, texting as I did so.
To: Damon, Stefan
She made her move. Highschool. 10 minutes.
I burst through the doors, with one minute spare and rush to the gymnasium. There in the middle of the room was Jeremy sitting in a chair, tied up. I run up to him, only to stop dead in my tracks. I let out a muffled cry, behind my hand. It was impossible. I was on time. I did what she said. But there he was. There Jeremy was with a wooden stake buried in his chest. Dead. And attached to the stake was a note. Another goddamned note.
Til death do you part.