Mystic Falls 1924
She breathed heavily struggling to escape as I dug my fangs into her. I craved her delicious blood. The warm blood ran down my throat as I drank. Her flesh turned pale as I devoured her. I wanted to stop, but I couldn't. I was starving. My fingernails dug deeper into her sides as I swallowed being sure to absorb every last drop. I looked down into her hazel eyes. They had wads of tears forming. I could feel a presence behind me. I licked my lips and turned around slowly, holding the dying girl in my arms. A man with dark brown hair and blue eyes stared at the girl. His face was frozen tears started to form in his eyes. He reached into his back pocket and wiped out a small pistol.
"Get out!" He yelled, pointing his weapon at me. The pistol shook in his trembling hands. Tears started to fall from his eyes.
"GET OUT!" He screamed. I ran out of the front door down the stone driveway. Trying to get as far away as possible. It was pitch black. The only light was from the house's windows. I saw two bright headlights approaching me
"Koto?" Said a voice as he cranked down the cars window. I stopped dead in my tracks.
"Koti!" He yelled opening the car door and slamming it behind him. I slowly turned around revealing my blood stained blouse and jeans. The blood trickled down my fangs dripping onto my chin. I stared at him. I opened my mouth.
"Stephen, I…I didn't-."
"Leave!" He yelled clenching his fists together. I backed up terrified.
"Get out of here!" He screamed louder. I sprinted down the dark road. I looked down at my blood stained hands and ran faster. I ran away from the Salvatore's, from my victim, from Damon, from Stephen, from Mystic Falls