I DONT OWN THE VAMPIRE DIARIES
CHRISTINA(POV)
I was now back in the tub of vervain drifting in and out of counscienciousness. I my the whole tub was now blood red and I could feel myself slowly dying. I finaly got to the point where I slipped into a deep dream of my past.
*Flashback*
I was 6 years old. I never told anyone about my dad and how he treated me. My mom never knew, and he would have killed me if I told her. His crazyness first started with me and it was only small things. He was abusive to me in many ways. My mom was gone for the week on a business trip, and my sister was only 2. I was up in my room coloring when I heard my dad call to me. I was on the sofa in the living room with a bottle of vodka as mommy called it in his hand.
"There is my little girl."
His words were slured together making it hard to understand what he was saying.
He stood up swaying slightly.
"Come here little Chris."
I slowly walked over to my father. He then got an evil look in his eyes.
The look alone made me stop all movement in his direction. Anger flashed through his eyes.
"I said come here!"
I scrambled over to where he was standing, now slightly scare of him.
Before I could even see what he was about to do he bashed me over the head with the glass bottle.
I crumpled to the floor in pain and shock.
I was shocked that my father had just broken a glass bottle across my head.
"Next time I say come you had better come the first time."
then he stumbled up stairs and slammed his bedroom door shut.
I coud feel the blood running down my face as I blacked out.
Over the years I quickly learned that I was the only one that he hated. I was now 10 and my sister was 6. My father never hurt my sister ever. She was his baby, and I was nothing. On my 10th birthday my mom left us. She was no longer in love with my dad, and she said that she had found someone else. So she packed her bags and left. I spent my whole birthday in my room with my sister crying.
The next year for my 11th birthday I wished for my mom to come home. I was now being home schooled because my dad told me that I was too stupid to ever go to a real school. My sister had friends, my 7 year old sister went to school, and lived a normal life while I stayed home. My sister had friends, and I didn't have one. My dad would tell my sister how much he loved her while I got told I was never loved and he wish I was never born. I would spend every night crying myself to sleep.
When I was 14 my dad became so abusive that I couldn't even go outside.
He did the un thinkable.
And I remember it like it was yesterday. I was doing my home work, and my sister was at school. It was just me and my dad home. He was in his office, so I thought. He came into my rool with a sick look in his eyes. I thought he was just coming in to hit me like he normaly did. He grabbed me around my neck and threw me on my bed. He closed my door and walked around my room like a preditor stalking his prey.
"I think you are old enough to learn about the birds and the bees."
That night at the age of 14 I lost my verginity to my father. I cried and cried when he raped he, but he never stoped. Then he left me there bleeding. An hour later my sister came home, and my dad welcomed her with with open arms. I remember scrubbing myself raw in the shower.
My father continued to rape me on and off until I was 16. Then he stopped saying I wasn't as tight as I use to be.
That was the happiest day of my life when he stopped raping me. That was also the year I met my Logan.
I was in the store getting supplies for dinner when I ran into a beautiful blonde boy. He had bright green eyes, and a beautiful smile. I was walking not really paying attention when I ran into him with enough force to make me fall on my butt.
"Oh my god are you ok?"
The first time I saw him I felt peaceful.
"Yah im fine thanks."
He helped my feet and laughed at my blushing cheeks.
"Im Logan."
He held out his hand for me to shake.
"Christina."
I grabbed his had and smiled to myself happy to know I shouldnt have any problems with men because of what my father did.
"Well Christina."
He pulled a pice of paper out of his pocket and wrote down something on it.
"If you ever want to hang out here is my number."
He handed me the piece of paper and left me shocked.
Shockingly my dad never cared when I was with Logan. I was with him as much as I could. He made me happy and gave me some joy in my horrible abusive life. I started to care about how I looked. My black hair was beautiful and full of bounce and life, I put more time into what I was wearing even if it was always black. I never thought too highly of myself, but Logan thought I was the most beautiful creature he ever saw. He made me feel beautful and perfect.
I was with him for two years until he was taken from me. I was now 18 and my father had kicked me out of the house. I was gonna stay with Logan and his family. I never did tell Logan what my father did to me, but I always think the secretly knew.
We were driving to his house and it was really dark out. He was holding my hand and we were just enjoying eachothers presance. The rest happened too fast for me to even know what happened. There was lights and then everything went black.
I woke up in the hospital with a little confused why I was here. When a doctor saw I was awake he came over and told me what had happened. Logan and I had gotten hit head on by a drunk driver that night. I had a few bruises, but nothing else, and I would get to go home in a few hours.
Then I asked how Logan was he told me that he had died on the way to the hospital. My beautiful blonde god was gone. He was my life, and I loved him more than anything. I dont know how long I cried, until his mother came into my room screaming how it was my fault that he was dead. She told me that if he wouldn't have had to come pick me up then he would still be alive. She told me that it should have been me, and not her son.
I never said a word, I just sat there and took it. Finaly a doctor came in and got her out of the room. He filled out my papers and told me that I was free to leave when ever I wanted.
I left the hospital with no mony, and no clothes. I just had on my black leather pants and a slightly shreded red shirt. I walked into an alley way and sank to the ground. I couldn't cry about the loss of Logan anymore. I was too numb. I dont know how long I sat there in the darkness of the alley. Then a car stopped at the mouth of the alley and a tall dark man walked over to me.
"Hello beautiful."
I narrowed my eyes at the man praying that he would leave me alone.
He crouched down infront of me.
"Are you ok?"
I looked into his blue eyes and saw realized that he was just trying to help me.
"Im fine."
"You dont look fine, you look like you just got mauled my some animal."
He sat down infront of me.
"Do you even know what time it is?"
I shook my head,
"It 2am. What are you doing out here?"
"I was kicked out of my house."
"Well miss no name, you are more than welcome to come home with me."
I looked at him nerveously.
"My name is Christina Mathers."
He smiled a smile that took my breath away.
"I'm Damon Salvatore"
He stood up and helped me to my feet.
"Well Christina, you get to come home with me."
He walked over to his car and opened the passenger door. I quietly slid into the seat and we drove off.
Two weeks later Damon told me that he was a vampire. I took it well. I wasn't even scared. Hell I asked him to make me one.
Damon was my best friend, and when I turned 19 he told me about his past, and in return I told him about mine. Damon and I got closer and closer, and ended up falling in love.
For my 20th birthday Damon changed me into a vampire. He was only 5 years older than me so it wasn't too much of a age difference. We were very close, and did everything together. He was my other half. He was my world. I loved Damon Salvatore.
*end flashback*
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