I woke up on time to get ready for school. Just kidding, I actually went to go see Bonnie's Grams. I drove over after finding her address in an old book of Gilbert family's and thought of what I should say. I knocked on the door and Sheila Bennet opened it.

"My, my. Alexa Gilbert. I haven't seen you in a very long time. Shouldn't you be in school?" She looked puzzled.

"I actually have a problem and I think you're the only one who can help me with it." The confident resolve that I'd had the past two days crumbled and I started tearing up.

"Come, come in child." She said to me and ushered me inside. She led me to the sitting room and I sat on the couch, while she sat in the armchair next to it. "Tell me what's going on." She looked at me kindly.

"A few days ago, I was at home. And I got drunk on wine I took from my parents. I was bored and I got impulsive and I decided to try a spell that I found online because a different one had worked before," Sheila looked at me confused."It said it would take me to another universe so I thought of a TV show that I kind of liked called the Vampire Diaries. I did the spell and went to sleep and then I woke up in Mystic Falls. This isn't my world! My name isn't Alexa Gilbert! I just want to go home and I'm so confused. I don't know why I'm here and I miss my family!" Tears were now streaming down my face.

Sheila looked at me, still confused.

"This whole universe is fictional to me I know things about people. I know all about the Bennet's witch history and all about the secrets that Mystic Falls holds. I don't know why I'm here. How did the spell work? I'm not a witch!"

Sheila took my hands and closed her eyes. She frowned a bit before opening them."You're not a witch... But I do sense something different about you," She opened her eyes and paused."The spell you did, do you remember it?" She asked, I shook my head sadly."I was drunk." I said answering her question."I may be able to reverse the spell, it'll take some work though." She said thinking.

"Thank you so much." I said appreciatively.

"Your welcome. It's time to get to work." She said, standing up. She got a variety of herbs out and lit some candles. Sheila flipped through her grimoire before sitting down, closing her eyes, and started muttering, trying to talk to the spirits of her ancestors and other witches. After a while, she opened her eyes and gestured for me to come over. "I'm going to try and channel your energy. Is that okay?" I nodded, joining her. We sat there with our eyes closed for a long time. Finally, after maybe an hour of her channeling me, she opened her eyes.

"What? What did they say?" I asked nervously.

She looked at me with pity,"I'm sorry, dear. They told me that whatever spell you did... It's permanent."

My insides clenched."No, no! You have to try again! I can't be stuck here. I have to go home!"

Sheila looked at me sadly."Alexa, nothing can be done. This is your home now."


As a completely well adjusted person, I took the news well. Yeah, no. I went home, got an earful from Jenna and Elena and then told them that I needed the day for "personal reasons". That shut them up. I then went to my room looking for anything that would get me a mental break, some kind of a release.

I finally found a box in my closet that had some weed, a pipe, two bottles of wine, vodka, and Fireball in it. Alexa is about as bad as Jeremy, I thought. Wait, did I just talk about myself in third person? That's not good. I opted for the Fireball. It may be full of fake flavoring and bad additives, but it tastes like Hot Tamales and whiskey. What's not to like? I put it in my purse along with my phone, Swiss Army knife, Chapstick, and wallet.

I told Jenna that I was going out for a walk to clear my head. When I got outside, I screwed open the cap of the Fireball and took a sip, the cinnamon flavor and sugar coating my tongue. I didn't exactly know where I was walking, I just followed my gut. I had been walking for about 25 minutes when I slowed to a stop.

I had walked to Wickery Bridge where my "parents" had died. I walked onto the bridge and sat on the edge of the railing. I drank while watching the sun set and the sky grew dark. I was really feeling the effects of the alcohol now. What was I supposed to do? I'm stuck here. For good. I got this gnawing pain in my chest that I hadn't felt in almost two years.

I started crying, then sobbing. I hate crying, it makes me feel weak and broken. I started to stand up while maintaining my balance. I can't live here. Maybe if I killed myself I'd go back. I can't be stuck in some vampire love story drama show. I looked down at the water below me. I'm drunk and probably can't swim very well. Drowning would be faster than if I was sober. I readied myself to jump.

"Ooh. That doesn't seem very safe." Said a snarky voice from behind me.

"Fuck off, Damon." I replied thickly.

"Why don't you come down from there." He suggested.

I rolled my eyes he probably wanted me to go down there so that he could have a snack. Wait... He could kill me! I turned around with a small smile on my face and jumped down onto the road. I moved my hair to the left side of my neck.

"Go ahead, kill me." I said.

He looked at me with confusion."What?" He asked, puzzled.

My eyes narrowed. "Oh, quit your bullshit." I snapped.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Damon said nonchalantly.

I groaned and opened my purse. I found the cap to the fireball, screwed it on and dropped it into my purse before feeling around for my knife. I pulled it out and opened it up before cutting my finger. The cut wasn't deep, but blood started pooling and a couple drops fell. I looked at Damon. Veins had started to spread under his eyes.

"Why would you do that?" He asked angrily, his fangs exposed.

I stood up straighter, puffed up my chest, and lifted my head high. "Because I'm an asshole." I declared.

"How did you know?" He asked.

"I'm an all powerful witch who knows the secrets of the universe from talking to the spirits." I said seriously. Damon blinked. "I'm actually from an alternate universe and this world is fictional and a TV show called the Vampire Diaries." I said.

"The first explanation was more believable." He scoffed.

"I'm serious! I know everything! You and Stefan were turned by Katherine Pierce, or Katerina Petrova. That's her real name. Stefan was an out of control ripper in the twenties. Elena looks exactly like Katherine. You attacked Vicki Donovan in the woods. You left Lexi on a rooftop in the sun. You also had a friend named Enzo who you left to burn at a college. And, I know that the real reason you came back to Mystic Falls is to get Katherine out of the tomb." I was babbling now. "The show is about Elena Gilbert and how she's super sad and gloomy and gets in everybody's business, and then, Stefan Salvatore, mystery boy, shows up and steals her heart. Then, Damon Salvatore, the evil but, admittedly, sexy vampire in a leather jacket shows up and starts causing problems for Stefan because he's bitter as fuck at him for being turned into a vampire and stealing away his true love." I was out of breath from my outburst. Damon stared at me for a moment, flabbergasted. I've never used that word before, but it was accurate.

He regained his composure. "What... How...?" He was frowning and still seemed confused.

I unclasped my necklace and handed him the chain. "Go ahead, ask me. I was faking it before at the Grill." He stepped closer to me.

"Who are you really? How did you get here?" He asked, pupils dilating.

"My real name is Alexandra Piraćka Kapoor. I'm actually 18. I have a brother named Daniel and a sister named Mila. I got here by doing a spell, but I'm not a witch." I said. The words had just come pouring out. Damon looked at me warily.

"You're telling the truth." He stated.

"Yes, I am." I answered.

I watched as he stepped away and shook his head. I tilted my head to the left, exposing my neck again."Can you kill me now?"

He looked at me like I was crazy."Why do you want to die?" He asked me.

"I have this theory that if I kill myself, I'll go home." I was proud of my theory. It's a good theory. "Do it." I said moving my hair out of the way.

He got close to me and leaned down. I could feel his hot breath and closed my eyes, bracing myself for the feeling of his fangs piercing into the soft skin on my neck... But it never came. I opened my eyes. "That's a stupid theory." He sneered at me.

"Just do it! I can't live here!" I yelled at him.

"Well you're going to have to. You're going to help me." He smiled before getting close. He lifted my chin with one finger so that I'd look into his eyes. "Why did you reveal yourself to me?" He asked, compelling the answer out of me.

"Because if I lived, I'd want to be on your good side. You're the only one who's a threat to me right now." I said. I didn't even know the answer to that question, my brain had just spat it out.

He looked at me reproachfully, some internal conflict going on. "Yeah, you're not a threat to me, so I'm gonna have you stick around a little longer." Damon said before looking into my eyes again."You're not going to want to kill yourself." He said.

I felt the suicidal urge come to a halt. "Why would I want to kill myself?" I asked not him but me as well, confused why I would want to in the first place.

"Come on I'm taking you home." Damon said before putting my necklace back on me. The next thing I knew we were at my front door. I didn't really care that he already knew where I lived, all I could think about was that drinking and vampire speed wasn't a good combination for me.

"If I invite you inside, will you make sure I won't puke anywhere but the toilet?" I asked clutching my stomach.

Damon nodded and I hastily opened the door, quickly said,"Come in." And was whisked off to my bathroom upstairs. I threw up. A LOT. I looked up to find myself completely alone. I wasn't in Damon's current nature to stay and hold my hair as I emptied the contents of my stomach. I stood up and walked over to the sink. I brushed my teeth, got dressed for bed, and drank some water. I fell asleep almost instantly, not realizing the impact that this night would have on my future.


Hey! I'll try to update every two to three weeks. I've gotten a bit busy with my classes. I LOVE writing this and can't wait for all of you to see what I have in store. Leave reviews, don't forget to follow/favorite etc. etc. etc. Oh, I've also started leaving small hints about what Alexa is. I told the real Alexa that I started writing a TVD fanfic about her. I believe her exact words were,"You fucking didn't!" And she started laughing I'll make her read what I have up. If she doesn't like it, I might take it down. Sorry... Fingers crossed!