A/N~ Hello!! I hope those of you who do read this story enjoy it. I feel like people might find it a little fast paced. That wasn't intentional. Sometimes it just happens! Anyways have a good day everyone! Sorry for such a short chapter. It was kind of a filler. However it's important to the story! Happy reading!
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"Serana! Wake up!" The voice was super close.
I shot up and our heads collided. I rolled out of bed and stood ready to defend myself to the best of my ability. My head was pounding that it took me a moment to realize it was my Mom. That wasn't good.
"Oh no Mom! I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" I calmed myself down.
Then she finally looked up at me. That's when I knew shit was about to hit the fan. She was surprised which was replaced by anger and yelling. I was screwed.
"Serana Mills! What the hell are you wearing?? Why are you covered in blood?!" She looked concerned.
I looked down to see Damon's coat and just my bra on. I sighed with relief. That was short-lived when my Mom grabbed me by the hair and shoved me towards the bathroom.
"I don't know what the hell you did last night but you're grounded! You hear me, grounded!" She slammed the bathroom door.
I sighed and slid down the wall. I was home and safe, but I needed a way back. I didn't know how Damon was feeling, but he was probably worried. I didn't know how I was going to get back. As I was sitting there I felt the urge to vomit. I grabbed my jar of hair stuff and dumped it out. I vomited in it for one reason. It was blood. Not my blood. The vampire blood of Damon Salvatore. This couldn't stay in this world. I heard my mother coming. She couldn't see this. I quickly sealed and hid the jar. I started vomiting again. She threw the door open with my dad not far behind.
"Look at her! What should we do!? She had to have hurt someone with all that blood on her." My mother yelled while my father stared at me.
I flushed and wiped my mouth.
"It's all fake Mother. We had a goth party okay? That's all it was. I swear." I started wiping off the jacket.
"Why Serana? Where did this rebel sneak out stint come from? What do you have to say for yourself??" He asked.
I looked at them. My father was confused and my mother was furious. I looked down at the jacket and tears started falling down my face. Pain erupted in my chest. I wish I was back with Damon.
"Nothing. It doesn't matter what I say, I'm still grounded." I held the jacket tight.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean? You tell me right now where you were last night!" My mother yelled.
I could never tell her. She would never believe me. I would never be able to tell her the truth. I just wanted to go back to Damon.
"Damon, I wish I was there with you." A light glowed and I was gone.