Rissa groaned.
Her head hurt. Her everything else hurt, too. Stupid vervain. Stupid Stephanie. Stupid everything. She just wanted blood. Just a little bit. Was it really her fault that she tried to bite that redhead? No. No, it wasn't. It wasn't her fault that she wanted some food. But Steph shot her. And the worst thing? She couldn't blame Steph for this, either. It was easy to blame Steph. Always. But now? She's doing it because she doesn't want Rissa to die. That's annoying. How Steph never does bad things, but in those rare moments when she does, she always has a good reason to do them.
Rissa did bad things all the time.
Reasons?
Boredom. Or alcohol. Or the absence of humanity. Or Damon. Or the fact that she's angry at herself for doing something bad for one of the reasons above.
Or, you know, all of them.
(In that order)
Anyway, to sum it up, everything hurt, and she couldn't do anything about it.
She tried to get up. It was useless. She could barely lift her head, and sitting up was just impossible. Ugh, this sucked.
Rissa heard her phone beep. She decided to ignore it. But then it beeped again. And again. And again.
-WHO IS IT?!- Rissa shouted, making her own head hurt even more. She picked up the phone, rolled onto her side and looked at the screen. It was from Guy. More and more messages were appearing.
"Rissa"
"Rissa"
"Rissa!"
"RISSA"
"Rissa, it's Guy"
-Idiot,- she sighed. She knew he was Guy, the screen said that.
"Rissa, it's Guy"
Okay, we get it.
"Guy"
"Guy Cameron"
Can he get to the point?!
"They're here, Rissa"
Oh, no.
"They're banging at my door!"
This was horrible. They were attacking Guy. Now! And Rissa was here, vervained! She couldn't go help him…
She felt tears stream down her cheeks. No. No, no, no… Not Guy…
Please, please, not Guy…