So this is it...the end of Victim of Love. Thanks so much for everyone who Favorited and Reviewed, it means a lot. And for all of you who Favorited and didn't review...grr.
Love, Rachel
So you'reprobably wondering what happens in the end, huh? And Iwould loveto tell you, but no one really knows what happens in the end. You just have to wait it out, until God puts down the pen and shuts your storybook-and you die.
But I'm a vampire so it's gonna be a long time before I die, if I ever do. So I can't tell you the end of my story, but I can tell you how it's turned out so far: a month since Damon came to my apartment in Paris to tell me he loved me.
I grabbed Katherine by the front of her shirt and threw her down to the ground, a small pool of blood slowly forming behind her head.
"You like that, bitch?" I snarled and she wriggled under my grip. "This is what happens when you mess with people's lives and steal their boyfriends, slut!"
"Fine. Kill me," she growled, angrily and I lifted up a stake.
"Glad to."
"No! No, wait!" she begged, wriggling again. I had called her bluff. "I'll do anything. Please!"
"No!" I screamed and drove the stake through her cold heart. She gasped and gagged on her own blood and I made sure that my smirking face was the last thing she ever saw.
"Wow. That was badass," Damon said from behind me and I smirked.