A/N: This chapter will reveal the murder of Amina and bits of her relationship with Jack before going into bits of the life and death of Amaryllis Salvatore in the next chapter.
Amelia?
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Amelia!
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AMELIA!
Her vision went dark as she heard Jenna and Vicki's yelling her name. I'm. right. here.
Who.
Am.
I?
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"Jack?" She called out from having set their small table in the kitchen after making his favorite in the hope of surprising him since he'd been working late tonight and would be home soon. "Jack is that you?" She asked again as she wiped her hands off on the dish towel before making her way out of the kitchen and to the bedroom, wondering how she didn't hear him come in before remembering she had only just turned their little radio off before setting the table. She froze the moment she saw her. The woman who'd killed that boy sitting there on the bed, fingers turning a small blade round and round. She tried to scream only to be grabbed by the throat. She clawed at the woman's hands as she was lifted into the air. She couldn't breathe.
"Now, the police are going around with a sketch of me. Can you tell me how they got that, hmm?" The redheaded woman asked with a frown. The lilt of her voice made it well aware she knew who was responsible. "I told you to keep your mouth shut. Why couldn't you just do that? It would have made the game so much more fun."
"G-g-game?" She coughed out as she was dropped, gasping for air.
"Yes, a game. Now do as I say and keep quiet. You see I've been around . . . awhile and after a few years of the same old thing hunt and kill, catch and release, catch release and hunt." She said keeping their eyes locked as she smiled down at her. "It gets soo boring. You need to spice it up, add in something new. Lately, I've been letting myself get caught in the act to find my newest feed. Scare them a little and let them run. Usually they try to get away, go as far as possible. Oh, those are fun. The hunt." She shivers in pleasure her eyes closing momentarily before snapping back to the brunette and she leans over her. "The adrenaline pumping makes them that much more, delicious. Stay still." She says looking into her eyes and licks the brunette from jugular to cheek. "Unfortunately, now there are people looking for me. You ruined my game." She bent down and whispered into her ear. "I wonder how quickly that boyfriend of yours will move on after finding you? Think he'll give me a ride?" She pulls back smirking to watch her eyes widen in fear before biting down on her jugular as deep as her fangs will allow and tearing as she drinks. The girl's blood spurting out as she rips the flesh off her neck, moaning and shivering as she lifts her head up and arches her back. "I've never tasted blood so incredible. To think, a few swallows of your blood actually got me off." She leans back down to lick at her neck. "Such a shame you'll be dead within seconds otherwise I would've healed you to take with me." She pets her hair and arranges her prettily on the floor. "Shh. Shh. It'll be over soon." She says as she sees the tears sliding down her face and her rasping breaths as she grabs the blade she'd set aside and begins carving into her. She hears the sound of one of the neighbors knocking at the door and saying they had some mail for her mixed with theirs. "Guess that's my cue to go." She took one last look at the girl feeling as though she was forgetting something as she took in her face, a distant memory of something she hadn't really bothered to pay attention to before dismissing the thought. She made her way to the front door pulling her leather gloves back on. "That food really does smell good. One bite won't hurt." She picked up a piece of the roast beef from the plate and ate it. "Damn, that's good." She turned to walk back out only pausing to quickly fix herself in the hallway mirror before looking at the skinny table that was set in front of it, more specifically the flowers and turned back to look at door that hid the dying girl. "Sage, huh? How ironic."
Jack.
Jackson.
I'm.
Still.
Here.
Right.
Here.
I'm.
Still.
Breathing.
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"Amina, come on."
"Tell me where we're going and . . . maybe." She laughs.
"Amy." He wraps his arms around her.
"Yes, Jack?" She says teasingly.
"I love you." He say looking into her eyes. She put a hand to his cheek before kissing him.
"I love you too." She smiles at him. She sees an older couple watching them with a smile. "Excuse me, do you mind taking a picture or two of me and my boyfriend? It's kind of our first trip together." She said holding out her polaroid camera.
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She was sat in the bar with a few friends before getting up to get them another pitcher of beer, happy she had remembered her fake ID. She still doesn't know how she managed to let them convince her into buying the outfit she was currently in. Black leotard, leather pants, a leather jacket and a cowboy hat wasn't exactly the type of girl she was. Her chest wasn't as pronounced as the other girls and she couldn't help but wonder if that was one of the reasons they talked her into it. She felt almost as though a child dressing up. when she had realized that the leotard had made her chest seem flat, something that she had not been in years.
"Hey!" She called out to the bartender only getting a wave of his hand as he flirted with a woman half out of her glittery top. "Hello!" She scoffed, shaking her head at the ridiculousness of it. Honestly, the only way she'd probably get his attention is if she started stripping and that wasn't going to happen.
"Hey, man! The lady here wants a drink!" The bartender turned around a scowl on his face before his eyes widened in panic and he stood straight up from where he'd been leaning and came to take my drink order.
"Thanks for that." I said glancing at him.
"No problem. I'm Jackson Crane."
"Amina."
"No last name?"
"You a fed or something?" I asked making him chuckle.
"No, I'm no fed. Just a nice guy interested in the gorgeous girl in front of him." I raised my brow at him.
"Ok, look I'm just gonna say this once so listen up, Jackie-boy. I'm not looking for a nice guy, I don't do boyfriends and I don't date."
"Jackie-boy?" His lips twitched up at the corner of his mouth before forming into a grin. "Alright, then. So you don't do nice guys, boyfriends, or dates. How about dancing?"
"You don't give up, do you?"
"No, not really." She sucked at her teeth before sighing and looking to see the bartender still wasn't done with her and her friends' drink orders before looking back at him.
"Tell me why the bartender practically rushed over after you called him and maybe I'll dance."
"I'm gonna need more than a maybe."
"Fine. I'll dance." She said rolling her eyes and making him smile wider.
"My dad owns this bar. So how about we let Felix over there bring the drinks to the table while we hit the floor?" He held a hand out to her.
"I said I'd dance. Not that I'd dance with you, Jackie-boy." She said putting her black cowgirl hat back on and dancing away.
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A/N: If you want to see her dancing just look up lily collins cowgirl dance. Added link ^^^ (GIF is to big for Wattpad and AO3)