First off, I do not own any of the characters belonging to the Vampire diaries and acknowledge the fact that some of my ideas may be branched off of events from the books and television show.
I hope you all enjoy my views on how I think the Vampire Diaries should play out!
I find myself seated at an ornate vanity mirror, its brass frame entwining in a spiral, cradling a large oval mirror. I am looking into it, my eyes look dreamy and content, as if I had just awoken from a deep sleep and wasn't quite aware of my surroundings yet. Placed on the lace draped table lay an embellished silver hairbrush, so shiny my reflection can be seen on the surface.
Through the mirror, I see the room layed out behind me. Large bay windows frame the darkness outside, laden with heavy, dark blood-red draperies. A large Victorian style bed rests in the corner, its canopy hovering over it like a welcoming cloud on a hot sunny day.
I turn my gaze back to the mirror, noticing for the first time how I look. My long, dark brown hair is done up in loose curls, very unlike my usual every-day look of straight hair. I find it rather amusing that I'd be so dressed up to be sitting in the house alone.
I notice the dress I'm wearing. The heavy material is emblazoned with gold hand-stitched patterns, the overall robin's egg blue of the gown contrasting with my olive skin. I take in a deep breath, gasping at how strangely exotic I look, but the corseted bodice of the garment is making it hard for me to even breathe.
I brace my hands on the table and look down at my lap, trying very hard to get my composure; taking even breaths as well as I possibly can. I hear a light knocking on the carved wooden frame of the doorway. Startled yet again, I look up into the mirror and meet eyes with the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. His dark, wavy black hair falls into his clear, ocean-blue eyes. There's a quiet smirk tugging at his lips, as if he has a secret that he's dying to tell. He stands in the doorway as if he's been there the whole time, but my persistently beating heart knows that much is not true.
I continue to look straight into the mirror, afraid that if I turn to look at him full on, my heart with break at his beauty.
Slowly, the man walks into the room, the crooked smile still in place. He's behind me now, delicately brushing the hair off my shoulders before placing his hand on the side of my neck, tracing with his cool fingertips.
My body instantly reacts to his touch, softly gasping as he lowers his lips to my neck, placing a soft kiss just below my ear. My mind becomes cloudy with lust, giving in to the feelings of pleasure as he deepens the kisses on the smooth skin of my throat.
I look up into the mirror, and the scene before me is so erotic I can barely take it. But that's when I get a good look at his face. His eyes have gone dark, almost cloudy like a storm brewing on the horizon of a vast, gray ocean.
He can tell I'm looking at him. He looks up too, meeting my eyes through the looking glass before us. Deep, purple veins ripple across his face, under his once beautiful eyes. He opens his mouth in a cruel yet seductive smile, revealing sharp, vicious fangs, but alas I do not shy away. Somehow I know he's like this, and somehow I know what he is. Which is why, when he lowers his mouth back down to my throat, I let him take me.
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