"What do you mean she's a vampire?" Caroline screeched staring at Elena. The two girls were sat in the Gilbert household, baking. A few days after Damon and Elena's run in with Klaus Stefan had gone missing.
Frustrated and worried, Caroline came over to spend the day with her best friend in bid to have one normal 'vampire-free' day of baking and movies. Of course, that wasn't the case.
"She's back and she's a vampire Caroline I swear. When she saw me and Damon she took off…into the woods!" Elena said letting out a frustrated sigh. She had so many questions to ask Delilah.
"What and she just sped away in the middle of broad daylight?" The blonde replied kneading the ball of dough in front of her. Elena gave a small nod, only resulting in Caroline thumping the dough harder.
"How can she be so reckless?" she muttered. Caroline was right. People were clever around here, founding families were on the look out for vampires so even the smartest of the smart knew not to use their vampire abilities in such an open manner.
Elena let out a small chuckle, only to receive a puzzling look from her best friend. "That's Delilah!" she muttered a small frown on her face.
"More whiskey," A young Delilah giggled her eyes roaming the older man in front of her. The man smirked handing the young girl the bottled as she took a swig from it.
"Lilah," The man said softly looking at the eighteen year old in front of him. "Shh Alex," she told him pressing her finger to his lips. "You'll wake Elena, her parents and Jenna."
Continuing the prance about the living room, the glass bottle dancing around her fingertips she stumbled falling into her partner in crime. She laughed only to be hushed by him.
"Why are you doing this?" He questioned holding the girl on his lap. She shrugged in reply wrapping her arms around his shoulders. "Because you're cute," she giggled.
Smiling he shook his head. "Why are you doing this to yourself?" he rephrased the question only to receive a puzzled look.
"The late night drinking," Alex continued bluntly. Delilah nuzzled her neck into the man, knowing it was dangerous to be this close to Jenna's fiancé. Christmas was a time for family, not scandalous deeds like this.
"Why are you doing this Alex?" She purred looking at him and the gap between the two got smaller and smaller. "Aren't you in love with Jenna or something?" she teased.
The man let out a rugged sigh. Him and Jenna were in love yes, but he wasn't ready for marriage. He was in his mid twenties, he didn't want to settle down. "Lilah," he warned, using the nickname only her closest friends called her.
The blonde replied by crashing her lips onto his. Within moments the drunken girl was on top of her lover, a trail of clothes scattered across the floor.
"Mother I'm going out," Delilah yelled up the stairs only to receive a mere mutter in reply. The blonde rolled her eyes grabbing her leather jacket as she slammed the door shut behind her.
Delilah had a strained relationship with her mother. The two never saw eye to eye. A natural Daddy's girl Delilah always took her father's side – something Karen always disapproved of.
Fleeing from the house, the girl once again arrived in the woods. Ever since her encounter with Elena she found herself going there a lot. Most of the time it was to eat, but occasionally she needed the freedom to gather her thoughts. This time however, she had a motive. A deed, which needed to be carried out.
Pushing the braches away from the area she stopped in her tracks as she heard a crack beneath her. Someone was coming.
Just as planned the blonde darted behind a tree the girl watched as a camper and his family stumble across the shards of bark. "Excuse me?" she called out emerging from her hiding place.
The family looked shocked by her sudden appearance but nonetheless curious. "I lost my phone and was wondering whether I could borrow yours? I run out of gas you see and need to get home," Delilah rambled.
It was the Mom who spoke up first. Giving the girl a small smile her hands flew into her handbag as she began to rummage around.
Delilah's eyes trailed across the other family members. There was a Dad and two children. No older than ten.
The women handed Delilah her mobile as the girl gratefully accepted it. "Thank you…" she trailed off.
"Sara. My name is Sara Whitmore. This is my family, Danny, Grace and my husband John." The women replied. "Do you have a name?" she asked being far too trusting.
The blonde nodded before pouncing on the women snapping her neck in a second. Shrieks of terror could be heard from the other three as they began to run. "DANNY! GRACE!" yelled John, but they were too slow.
One by one Delilah snapped their necks. She left the other lying their lifeless on the floor as she grabbed hold of Sara's body. Grabbing her now numb wrist she bought it to her mouth draining her.
"Well, well, well look who we have here?" A male voice said behind her. "Go away hybrid," Delilah growled not even bothering to turn around.
Klaus smirked circling the girl, who was still content on feeding off the woman. "Looks like I'm not the only one who likes to play with my food," he smirked as he picked up John's body, preparing to drain him from the neck.
"NO!" Delilah growled throwing Klaus off John before laying him down on the ground again. Startled the hybrid looked up his eyes glaring into the girl. "You won't feed of him. He is dead. He's had is comeuppance. Now leave." She told him blood smeared around her mouth.
Klaus stood there for a moment bewildered. This girl was happy killing a whole family, but only wanted to drain one of them of blood? "You sweetheart really are a mystery," Klaus smirked taking a step closer to her.
Letting his hand brush against her lips he wiped the blood from her lips with his thumb. Violently grabbing his hand Delilah stopped him.
"Leave me alone," she growled not wanting to admit his touch still left a tantalizing mark.
The hybrid let out a chuckle shaking his head. "For now," he smirked turning on his heel fleeing out of site.
Delilah cursed under her breath wiping the blood away from her mouth with her sleeve. She'd only been in this town two days and already had a run-in with her ex best friend and gained a new British stalker.
Turning around she picked up the nearby shovel she bought with her, jabbing it into the ground as she began to dig. Klaus was right. This girl was a complete mystery and she planned on keeping it that way.