Soo, chapter 1!
Disclaimer: I (sadly) own nothing, neither the quotes nor Vampire Diaries and definitely no appartement in Chelsea, London... But this idea is mine!
"My heart is, and always will be, yours." – Sense and Sensibility
Chapter One - Kathrine
I felt that something was different. Ever since I talked to Elijah last, ever since Elena - that stupid little girl - had shoved The Cure down my throat, something had been odd. A rush of cold air came towards me. Wait - cold air? The thermostat of my appartement in London was set on about 22° Celsius [A/N it's about 72° F] which - even for my human body - definitely shouldn't be cold! I grapped the thermometer from the medicinal chest and checked my temperature, only to discover I had a fever running through my body. It still was strange for me to get ill even after 3 months of being human. I decided to just go back to sleep and wait for the fever to pass.
When I awoke again it was in the middle of the night and my fever had only increased. Without really knowing what I did, I grapped a piece of chalk and started writing on doors and door frames. Sentences like "Kathrine Pierce is dying" and "Katerina Petrova is still alive". When I had covered any wooden surface in my appartement with white sentences I accidentally broke a glass vase cutting my hand during it. The strange thing was... I didn't care. even when the blood mixed with the chalk turning it red, I didn't do anything about it. I just wrote on the white walls. "Safe me", "I'm still here" and "I need you" soon were painted all over my walls, accompanied by "I'm shattered", "Call for me" and "Wake me". In the end I fell asleep in the middle of my living room. Only the bedroom was free of sentences.
So, this was the first chapter and it's a really short one but I needed the cut here. How did you like it? Leave me a review if you got the time. Until next chapter everyone!
For those of you who wonder about the author of Sense and Sensibility: It was written by the amazing Jane Austen who lived in the late 18th and early 19th century and is one of my favourite authors, even though I never found the time to finish anything but Pride and Prejudice
(sorry for having the times wrong til 30th October I was entirely stupid that day and even messed up with recounting the centuries so I somehow thought 1700-1799 would be the 16th century... can you believe such stupidty? Because I sometimes can't believe I'm honestly writing my end comments instead of some monkey set in front of a computer... Anyways, I'm really really sorry about this! Great thanks to June to tell me!)
Medusa