Chapter 7 Revelations of the Worst Kind
I awoke in an empty bed. "Damon?" I called, fear in my voice. Fear? Why was I afraid?
"Sshh, little Dreamer, all will end soon enough." I turned around and saw a guy with black hair with crimson red tips, and... a fox tail... The look on his face was one of evil. I screamed.
I was shaking violently when my eyes fluttered open. "Audity! Audity wake up!" Damon's frantic voice echoed in my head.
"I'm up, Damon. Calm down." I mumbled, turning over and pulling the covers over my head.
"You were screaming Blackbird. And I couldn't get in your head, you just worried me." He said wrapping his arms around me and nuzzling my neck. I averted my eyes to the floor, not telling him about the dream, playing it off as nothing. But I knew it wasn't nothing, someone was out to get me.
Later that day we heard the front door slam. We'd spent the entire day up until that point laying in bed, cuddling, sharing, learning more about what I now am and more about who Damon is, what he's done.
"That's gotta be Stefan. Don't make a sound, he can't know about you yet." Damon whispered in my ear before disappearing from my side.
I got out of bed quietly, attuning my ears to hear everything that went on downstairs and went to the closet to change. Wearing black skinnys, knee high converse, and a tank top fashioned kind of like a straight jacket with a leather jacket and dog collar to top it all off. I really just want to look as badass as possible if I'm going to live the life of the undead.
I heard shuffling noises down stairs and without thinking used my new founded speed to get down there, following the scuffling noises.
The scene I walked in on was a chaotic one. There was a pretty girl with brown hair and brown doe eyes standing at the edge of the parlor, an average height-build guy locked arms with the beautiful Damon, both their faces contorted to those of monsters, their eyes filled with blood, vains around their eyes standing out, making them both look teriffing enough without the snarling and growling, inhuman speed, and unnatural power.
"Damon stop!" The girl yelled, pain contorting her face. This obvisouly was upset by all this fighting between the two young men fighting. That's when I smelled fresh human blood, and saw a cut on her arm as the blood slowly trickled down, dripping on the floor.
"Audity get out of here!" Damon yelled as I felt my face twist into that of a blood thirsty monster. The girl let out a scream, and the two guys immedietly stopped fighting, the average one taking a protective stance in front of her and Damon appearing in front of me, holding me back with brute force as the Monster inside me lunged toward the pretty girl.
"Get Elena out of here now Stefan!" Damon yelled toward the guy who ushered the girl out of the room. "Sshh little Black Bird calm down, drink this." Damon said, forcing that rich hot liquid down my throat, sustaining my thirst. I began to cry.
It's okay, it's okay, you can't help it. Damon said, wrapping his arms around me, holding me to his chest.
"I couldn't stop myself." I said, clutching Damon's shirt. "I wanted to kill her, drain the life out of her. I had no control." I sobbed, wishing I'd wake up from this nightmare.
My entire life I wanted to walk the Earth as an immortal. I wished for that freedom for my entire existence. And, now, I just wished it had never happened.
