Chapter 7.
Evie backed away from the house slowly, her hand still covering her mouth. Her body wanted to be frozen in shock but it also seemed to know how much danger she was in. She had just heard Damon and Stefan talking about her death, the death that apparently Damon had caused. 'Drained her.' Those two words repeatedly swam around her mind. Voices in the house had stopped now, their shadows moving from where they had been. Evie's breathing suddenly became shallow, hitches every now and then as the front door opened. Light pooled out, and a figure stood in the centre of the door, staring at her.
"You're not dead." I faintly heard Stefan say. "Damon! It's Evie! She's not dead! She's ok."
Damon and Elena suddenly appeared at the door, so quickly that if I'd had blinked I would have missed it. Something in the very back of my mind, in a locked box, a voice was yelling 'vampire', but that couldn't be true. Vampire's exist only in an imaginary world, fairytale stories, and they certainly didn't go to High school. Another voice, a louder, more prominent one told me to move.
'Get away from them! They are more dangerous then you can imagine!' The voice in my head ordered.
Suddenly, my legs began to work properly again as I propelled my body away from the three people in front of me. I ran to my house, throwing the door open and slamming it shut as quickly as I could. Locking the door as much I could I ran into the kitchen for a knife, just in case. Slowly, I left the kitchen and headed for the stairs, trying to tread as lightly as possible. My mind was in complete overdrive, these people had the helped me, they'd protected me from that wolf, they actually seemed nice. How could they speak of my death so easily? Damon had said he was thirsty, he'd said he'd drained me, he'd killed me. I groaned a little, I was starting to get a headache from all of htis. I heard a knock at my front door, and Elena's voice asking to come in. I ignored it, knowing who else was out there too.
"We don't need permission to get in. More out of the way, Elena." Damon said.
"Da-"
"Move." He spat.
I stepped back, then screamed and covered my head as he kicked the door in. They walked in quickly, Elena and Stefan beside Damon watching him with concern. As Damon took a step towards me, they followed and I took a step away. Damon continued to advance on me, until I was near the back of my house.
"Stop walking away from me." Damon started, taking another step towards me.
"Stop walking towards me, then." I retorted, squeezing my hand on the handle of the knife.
"I just need to talk to you."
"You can do that from over there." I replied, gesturing to the other side of the room.
Damon's eyes flickered on the knife in my hand, as he got closer to me.
"You know that won't kill me, right?" He asked.
'Stab him and run! Go to the woods!'
"No, but I'm sure it'll help like hell." I replied, before thrusting the knife into his neck.
I span and ran out of the hole where my window used to be. My legs carried me to the woods like the voice had told me to. I could still hear it, giving me directions. Glancing back, I could see Stefan and Elena approaching quickly. I turned when I came across a fallen tree leaning against another and skidded to a stop. Standing in front of me was the giant wolf that had been in my house. It inclined it's head to behind itself, silently telling me to move behind it. Wait, no that's crazy.
'Do it. Get behind the wolf.'
Hey guys! I'm back!
I've decided I'm going to update every friday/ saturday, as my college work has calmed down down. And I only have about a month until its finisehd foreveeeer! :D
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