"I'm turning her." I replied bluntly, looking back to the lifeless body behind me.
"Why just why, Elena wouldn't be pleased by this. No let me rephrase that, she'll be furious." She snarled.
"Oh poor little Elena, standing from Caroline's point of view she doesn't even care anymore about Violet and have you ever stop to think that I don't love Elena, that maybe I love the person on the ground right there." I roared. Yes I love Violet and it's not the drunk me talking. I really love her.
"You love her? Turning someone into a vampire is not showing them love. That's just…" Bonnie argued.
"Well maybe it's my way, okay. All the games and lies Katherine put in my head. It's still fucking with me one hundred and forty six years later, and it's not what I'm trying to play that to. I just need to love someone. You have to trust me witchy; it's not what I wanted to do. I… I… just would feel empty without her." I gulped.
"Hey Guys… how you doing." I heard a weak voice behind me.
"Violet, promise me you will never do that again. Well actually you can't. I murmured. I ushered Violet out of the room, taking her to the cellar. To get a blood bag for her, since she needs it, she'll die if she doesn't get it.
"Damon, I remember. You compelled me; you compelled to forget about the gilbert journals were and what they said about you. Damon tell me. What is happening?" She demanded.
I kept quiet. It was wrong to keep it from her but this was for the best for now anyway. She took her hand in mine. When we stop in front of the fridge full of blood bags she looked confused. "Open it." I ordered. When she opened it she gasped.
"Damon is this some kind of sick joke, what the hell is going on." I saw her looking at it like it was candy. She grabbed a bag and sucked the contents of it.
"Want to see something cool?" I asked. She nodded and with that, I took the razor of the back pocket and cut her wrist.
"What was that?" she hissed, looking at her wrist. But the she realized that it had healed. "What am I Damon?" she asked me a serious glint in her eye.
"A vampire, my bad sorry." I drew out my words. To make sure she understood. Then I guess now I did need Bonnie so she could do her little witchy thingy on a ring like mine so Vi can walk around in daylight and continue to go to school. Violet started to walk upstairs. "Violet! Wait for me." I somewhat yelled.
"What do you want." She snapped. I walked up to her. Putting my lips to hers. She kissed back.
"You need one of these." I pointed to the ring on my finger.
She nodded continuing to walk upstairs. "Okay Damon I'll get Bonnie to make me one." I went upstairs to see if Bonnie had left, she didn't I saw her talking away with Violet and Caroline. She would kill me for sure now. God damn it. "Damon, tell Caroline what happened she wants to know.
"Well she's a… vampire. And I turned her, I hurt her, I didn't mean to. It just sort of happened." I explained to Caroline
"She's a what. Damon I thought you said you wouldn't hurt her." Caroline boomed.
"I don't mind." Violet said. Playing with the necklace, that looked like Katherine's from 1864. "Hey Damon come here for a minute." I did what she said. She put her lips to mine, and then she pulled away.
Bonnie and Caroline looked stunned, it was a perfect moment. I wish it would have been on camera. Violet giggled a little bit before she heard her phone go off. I wonder what that was about.
Violet's POV
Elena's coming back. Why? I was having such a good time here with Damon. But she said in the text she would only come back for a few days to check on her friends, and the family that she had forgotten about until now. I hate her, I really hate her.
"Why did you have to check your phone Violet?" Damon asked me.
I acted like I didn't hear which is kind of impossible when you're a vampire, you pick up every little noise and when people talk it sounds like they are yelling I guess it'll take a while to get used to it. "Elena and Stefan are coming back… but only for a few days." I said rushed after the pause.
I looked around to see happy faces of Bonnie and Caroline not so much Damon. I mean I wasn't happy either. My sister used be nice, when my parents died she used to always used read or sing to me and tucked me in. But a little while after, she had turned into a complete bitch.
I wasn't really looking forward to this.
A/N: sorry the chapters are short,they will become longer. You have my word. Hee hee Elijah said that.
Anywho I hoped you enjoyed.
-Jess