Lydia 2
Noon
"C'mon boys, I wanna see what I brought you here for." I
cheered. I compelled 5 drug dealers to my motel with Chris. Chris sat
next to me, unsure about the whole drug deal. He sat in a ball, arms
around his legs, black hood over his head. All 7 us sat in a circle on
the ground of the motel room. In the center of the circle was all
kinds of drugs and alcohol. Music was playing. I held a bottle of sky
vodka. The guys started popping pills with alcohol. I cheered and
gulped my drink. I sensed Katherine just outside the door. I darted to
the door and opened it. She had her arms crossed over her chest.
"Come in." I opened the door more for her. She stepped in and
glared at the guys who didn't really notice I was gone. Chris stared
at Katherine and me though.
"Whats this?" She tried to stay calm.
"Thats dinner." I pointed to the guys, except for Chris.
"Hm." she glared at them. I swallowed a pill. I think it was
for ear infections. "Listen. There is a carnival for the Mystic Falls
highschool tonight, and I need you to be there to see how my game is
laying out so far."
"And what are you going to be doing?"
"Staying under the radar for now." she smiled slightly. She
turned to the door. "Don't screw up." she said over her shoulder before
shutting the door behind her.
I didn't know what to think of Katherine. If she really cared
for Stefan or just wanted to kill him. If she really cared for me or
just using me like a frikken pawn in her game. I did know that once
Katherine wanted something… she'd do anything to get it and let
nothing get in her way…
7:30 pm
I wore my black leather combat boots, black skinny jeans, deep
purple blouse and my black leather jacket. My hair hung straight. I
was at the Mystic Falls High school carnival. A fairly warm and nice
night. I walked in a slow pace, hands behind my back around the
carnival where hundreds of teenagers laughed and had a good time.
Everything was going to plan. The five guys that were at my motel room
earlier were now vampires and were around the whole perimeter, so just
incase I die they take care of Elena. They were pretty understanding
about the whole turning into a vampire. They actually like it. For now
at least. Chris is back at the motel room, I couldn't risk bringing him
when Stefan and Damon around.
I stood behind the concession stand in the dark where no one
else was. I closed my eyes, took deep breaths, concentrating. Damon
was threatening Jeremy, Elena was with Bonnie, and Stefan was behind
me gripping a wooden stake. I smiled, I liked his style. I opened my
eyes, not turning around.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." I informed.
"Why?"
"Because there are about 5 other vampires around here that work
for me and the moment that stake goes through my heart Elena's neck
gets snapped." I threatened. I twirled around to face the handsome
Stefan Salvatore. His face hard and cold, eyes narrowed. I just
smiled. "Hello, Stefan. I'm Sam." I walked passed him, arms brushing
against each other. I walked between the crowds again, Stefan followed
behind me.
"What are you doing here?" Stefan asked.
"Making sure everything is going according to plan." I answered
sweetly.
"And what is exactly is the plan?"
"Oh, Stefan. You know better than to ask about Katherine's game."
I said. He didn't respond.
"If you hurt Elena I will do the worst thing imaginable to you."
Stefan hissed.
"Please, you don't scare me Stefan." I rolled my eyes. An
overwhelming sweet, delicious smell stung me. I froze and looked
around, alarmed. My throat burned, nose nostrils flared.
"What is it?" Stefan wondered.
"Blood."
I stood on top of the semi cabin he empty parking lot next to
the carnival. My arms crossed over my chest as I examined the
situation forming in front of me. Bonnie was crying cause Caroline had
become a vampire and the guy that Bonnie flirted with was killed by
Caroline. Stefan took Caroline to the bathroom so he could clean all
the blood off of her. The dead body was laying on the semi trailer,
blood everywhere. Elena stood next to Bonnie.
"I told you if someone else dies you would pay." Bonnie growled
at Damon. Damon was pacing, then moaned in pain. His hands raised to
his head, tensed. He fell to his knees in a ball. I flinched,
protectively then pulled myself back. Can't help, can't help him. I
repeated in my head. My teeth clenched. Damon kept moaning and
groaning in agony. This is why I hate witches and never trust them. I
heard something clink and liquid pouring into the pavement. Gasoline.
"Bonnie, stop it!" Elena ordered, Bonnie didn't move. The gas was
all around Damon and some on his body. Then flames randomly started
and worked it way around Damon and his legs caught on fire. I kept a
straight face. He yelled and shouted, trying to pat out the fire but
failed. "Bonnie, stop it, please. You are not like this! You are not a
killer, please." Elena begged. The flames stopped as did Damon's pain.
He patted out the fire on his legs then lay on his back, relieved.
Elena towed Bonnie away to the bathroom. I darted next to Damon, arms
across my chest.
"I like Bonnie. She's got fire." I smiled. Damon groaned.