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hotdilfs11 · 3 months

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☆゜・。。Do You Love Me? 。。・゜☆

✩pairings: Newt x reader, Gally x reader, Minho x reader(friendship)

✩ summary- Y/n is the only girl in the glade and she's gotten close to the boys there to the point of having feelings. She loves Gally and Newt very much but who would she chose? And who would she hurt? Y/n is spiraling and scared about losing two of her closest friends.

warnings: none

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The Glade. It’s home, peaceful, and full of life, love, and adventure. I’m the only girl in the glade as of now. I came out of the little crate thingy about a month ago, and I’ve made many friends since then. Even though we're all trapped here, I’ve never felt this at home before. It’s a warm and comforting feeling that I’ll never forget. The people that made it feel like home are the people I trust with my fucking life, my ride-or-die, and my day-to-day. Minho, Newt, and Gally

Minho. I run with him, and yes, I said it; I’m a runner. It seems crazy, but the first day I got here, I wanted to be a runner, and I begged Minho to make me a runner, and he did. Now we're closer than ever. He's like a big brother to me; he protects me, and we fight sometimes, but we get along well. Anyway, I ran the maze with him. We trust each other, trust each other's opinions, and trust each other's judgment. We’re best friends, and I love him so much.

Gally. He’s very protective of me. You can say he’s overprotective at times. I get pushed around, someone argues with me, or someone messes with me. Gally is always there to back me up. On the first day of my being in the Glade, Gally challenged me in the wrestling sand circle. He told me the rules, and we fought. I didn’t win; I fought like hell too. I tricked him once he busted his ass, but in the end, I won everyone’s respect. I earned Gally's respect. Now we fight and tease each other. I love him too; he’s my other best friend.

Finally Newt. He’s such a sweetheart. I can admit I had some trouble fitting in here. I’ve started fights and finished them. I was angry at the world for sending me here, and the only one who told me it was okay was Newt. That's why I love him so much. When I was in the box, he was the first one to jump down and say “It’s a girl” in a heavy British accent. He was the first one to give me a tour. He cared for me, comforted me, fed me; he just took care of me. I hung out with him every day, having deep, long conversations almost every day and sharing everything we could remember about each other. I feel at home with him. I feel warmth and comfort. He always has my back, even when I’m in the wrong.

“LETS GO, Y/N” Minho shouted as sweat poured down his face. His scream bounced off the rusty concrete walls as we sprinted through the maze. Our shoes slammed hard on the ground as we reached the end of the maze, but I couldn’t run anymore. My legs and arms were on fire, with sweat dripping down my face. I licked my lips, tasting the sweet saltiness of my sweat still running and fighting through the pain I’m enduring. We make a sharp turn, seeing the Glade dead ahead of us, but my legs feel like they’re about to go out. I couldn’t breathe anymore. My clothes were sticking to my clothes as the scorching sun punched my face. It felt like my head was going to explode. But I didn’t give up, though I fought like hell to get out of the maze. As everything came to a blur, I fell to the ground, feeling the soft green grass hug my face. The smell made me relax as I sunk into it, making every ounce of my problems fly out the window.

"Minho, go on without me... I gotta, I gotta lay down for a second,” I say as I try to catch my breath.

Running around me Minho yells, "Okay, I’ll bring you some water!”

“Uh huh,” I murmured, covering my face with my left arm and blocking the sun from my eyes. I sat there for about ten minutes until I felt a strong presence creep towards me. A large shadow stood over me, and it took me a while to say something because of how sore my muscles were.

Minho. I ran with him, and yes, I said it; I’m a runner. It seems crazy, but the first day I got here, I wanted to be a runner, and I begged Minho to make me a runner, and he did. Now we're closer than ever. He's like a big brother to me; he protects me, and we fight sometimes, but we get along well. Anyway, I ran the maze with him. We trust each other, trust each other's opinions, and trust each other's judgment. We’re best friends, and I love him so much.

"Minho, go on without me... I gotta, I gotta lay down for a second,” I say as I try to catch my breath.

Running around me Minho yells, "Okay, I’ll bring you some water!”

“What the hell are you doing on the floor? ''Gally said with a cute smirk on his face. "Uh, huh,” I mumbled, waving him off.

“Y/N?”

I groaned,"Yes, Gally, what?”

“What are you doing on the floor?” He says it in a concerning tone.

I look up at him with my elbows propping me up. “I’m tired, man,” I sigh. “Give me a piggyback ride, would you?"I need to lay down.” I say it lazily, covering my face with my hand to get a better look at him.

He rolls his eyes with another cute smirk on his face. It kind of gave me butterflies. "Ok, fine, come on." He squats down, waiting for me to jump on his back. I lift myself up off the soft grass,jumping on his muscular and hard back. I felt his warmth radiate off his body and off mine as I wrapped my tender arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. Gally's arms flexed when his strong arms started to find their place around my legs, and the strength of his rough hands supported me on his back. I rested my head on his shoulders, taking in his harsh evergreen scent, which sent a chill through my whole body.

"Aww, you're such a sweetheart, Gally.” I tease him, smiling through my words. Gally scoffed, “Shut up,” with a soft chuckle leaving his mouth. I know he was being sarcastic, but I saw a smile appear on his face as a red hue started to slowly form on his face, giving me butterflies in my stomach. I leaned closer into him, smelling his husky, earthy scent as he continued to walk me closer to my destination. I never wanted to get off of him. I felt so close and in touch with him.

"Where are you going again?” he questioned

“Umm…you can take me to Minho," I whispered softly in his ear, trying to relax into him. I inched into the crook of his neck, savoring the amazing scent bouncing off his skin. As I’m relaxing on Gally's back, I hear footsteps approaching me from behind.

"Hey, love," someone said to me in a hefty and attractive British accent. I turn around to see Newt running up beside me, and Gally looks handsome as ever with his dirty blond hair and his lavish smile. With butterflies swarming in my stomach, I turn my neck around to look at him. "Hey, Newt,” I smile. I started to appreciate his soft, chiseled facial features as I gazed into his deep brown eyes.

"Where are you going? and why are you on Gally's back?”

"I was in the maze today and got tired, and I'm just trying to find Minho on my new ride here.” I patted Gally's back as I softly chuckled at him.

"Shut up.” Gally glared at me.

Newt chuckled. "Well, when you’re done, love, maybe we can go hang out if you want.” Newt asked anxiously, waiting for an answer.

Resting my head on Gally's back, I look into his eyes once again, and being coy, I say, "Maybe,” with a soft smile forming on my face. He grins lavishly, breaking eye contact. “Well, I’ll see you then, y/n/n.” He runs the other way, and I watch him go. Gally took a deep breath and sighed. "Oh, look, there's Minho," he said in a nonchalant tone".

I waved my arm at him, trying to catch his attention. “Minho!” I yelled. He didn’t see me, so I jumped off Gally's back. My boots hit the ground hard, and my legs were still sore, but I was okay to walk. “Minho!” I yell one more time as I and Gally are walking towards him.

"Yeah, I was supposed to bring you whatever happened. He says he is walking towards me with his arms in the air.

I put my hand on my forehead, shielding my eyes from the radiant sunlight. "Uh, well, Gally here gave me a piggyback ride, so you didn’t have to run back."

"Hey Gally!" Minho yelled, walking towards us. Gally made a slight wave at Minho with a friendly smile.

Minho picked up the water he got and came up to me, handing it to me. “I didn’t mind running back over there." Minho gets cut off by this relentless, loud buzzing sound pierced through the air. It sounded like a loud hum of a thousand bees that nerved all of us but also scared us. It was another greenie. The machines grinded together, creating a loud pitch that fanned through the air, refusing to be ignored. We all turned our heads sharply, guiding our attention to the sound. We looked at each other with concern, making sure we heard it right. However, it wasn't the end of the loud, suffocating sound. As another buzz started to dash through the air, we all started sprinting to the elevator like a machine. I was still sore and hurting, but we all had to see what they brought up. My heart was beating out of my chest, and sweat beads started to farm on my forehead as everyone in the glade sprinted towards the crate.

Out of breath, Minho and I stopped at the door's opening. Gally was hovering over the two futuristic metal doors. Newt came behind me, trying to push through the crowd of boys. As he was passing me, he put his soft, warm hand on the small of my back, sending a chill throughout my body. Anyway, Newt stood beside Gally as they investigated the door opening. The doors open, showing a boy. He’s about sixteen and scared; he looks like every average boy in the glade. Gally jumps in the crate with force, furiously saying, "Day one, greenie," taking him by the shirt and getting him out of the crate. It’s like this with every kid that comes here. They get scared; they don’t know who they are; they try to run, blah blah blah. It’s a cycle at this point, but it’s pretty amusing. I don’t know if that’s messed up, but if you haven’t noticed, there’s not that much entertainment in the glade.

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hotdilfs11 · 3 months

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.　　. 　 ˚　. Have we got our lines crossed? - Don’t waste my time, Victor Lundberg (pt 2)

✩ parings. (blk!reader x Rio)

✩ summary. Valarie was secretly a gang leader, and no one knew about it; however, she retired due to the FBI following her around for the past five years. Rio is a gang leader that her best friends work for; however, he has feelings for Valarie, but she doesn't really have them for Rio. Is she going to fall in love with him, or will they be at war?

✩ warnings. cursing, threats

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We went to this cute little bar Rio says he always goes to. It's old, vintage and there's not that many people here today, especially at 5pm. It's weird but I don’t care because honestly I’m trying to get this shit over with. The floor and its tables have an old yet modern dark mahogany hue to it as for the stools and booths are burgundy with a bit of shine to it. Anyway we walk into the door and he nods to this mysterious guy standing at the bar. We sat down at a booth across from each other. I sit up straight and intertwin my fingers together as for Rio, he just sinks into the booth, relaxing like he’s on a vacation not giving a care in the world. We sit in silence for a minute until he says. “So…” he pauses trying to gather his words together. He looks up at me “what do you need Valerie”

“I want you to let us back in” I said nonchalantly without breaking eye contact. He lets out a soft laugh “So you think…you can come around barking orders like that?”

“Yup what's so funny about it” I said cockly, shrugging my shoulders. “You really think this is a game,” he says. I shrugged my shoulders again at him with a mean look on my face still making serious eye contact with him. “No I don-” I announced but he cuts me off in the middle of my sentence “yes you do because you bitches are amateurs and I’m not risking my business for amateurs”

I look at him with a smile forming on my face as I start busting out laughing in his face. His eyebrows furrowed and his head tilted slightly to the side with confusion smeared on his face. I put my hand to my face, covering my smudged smile as my giggles echoed throughout the empty bar. He rubbed his face in frustration “what's funny?” he demanded.

A few chuckles escaped from my mouth “so you think this is my first rodeo huh?” I said as I pointed at him for a second. He dismisses what I said by shrugging his shoulders in a cold manner. “What makes you think that doing something like this only once makes you a pro? Baby you got this twisted if you think-”

I cut him off as I let out a small chuckle “nah you got it twisted Rio, do you realize that I’m bigger than whatever your fucking doing, you’re an amateur to me” I start leaning towards him “you’re staring at one of the biggest gang leader youve ever. fucking. met”

He looks away from me “oh really?” he looks back at me as his voice depends. I let out another small chuckle “yeah Christopher don’t get this shit twisted” He looks at me with a blank stare trying to fathom what I just said to him because the thing is that he never told any of us his first name or anything about

him at all. So seeing him looking at me with his eyes slightly widened and surprised about what I said. He looks away from me for a quick second as he straightens his posterior, nodding his head slowly at me. He turned his head back around and looked me in the eyes again. “Ok so here's the deal…how about I let you guys back in but in return I get a date” he demands in his husky voice as he shifts a little in his seat.

My eyes widened and my cheeks started to form a warm red hue as my body grew tense.“You want a what?” I questioned him in a low voice. He nodded his head slowly with a smudged smirk on his face. “What are we in fucking high school Rio!” I exclaimed

He let out a low degrading laugh, shrugging his shoulders “it’s up to you ma” he said and all I did was give him a blank stare.

Beth's House-

I got to Beth's house around 7:30ish and the sun just went down. It was practically dark and the murky streetlights came on as I walked up Beth's longing brick stairs. I was kinda tired and I just wanted to relax, however, I had to tell them what Rio said to me. I opened the shiney creaking knob to the deep oak tall door revealing the entryway to her house. My heels echoed throughout the surprisingly quiet house, entering the living room seeing the girls sitting on the off white chair with blue patterns on the pillows. There was another off white chair with the same pattern to it and they both had pillows in the middle of the both of them. Annie was on the smaller couch while Beth and Ruby on the lounger couch, a glass of wine in all three of their hands, relaxing with blissful smiles on their faces. When they heard me walk in the living room slowly they both cocked their heads towards me with smiles still on their faces.

“Hey Val” Ruby exclaimed with excitement on her face. I looked at her with a lazy smile on my face as I took my black trench coat off, throwing it on the coach carelessly. “Hey guys” I said as a low sigh poured out my mouth. I plopped down on the couch beeside Ruby, laying my head down on her shoulder. I felt a cold hand softly touch my back.

“What's wrong?” Beth said in a semi serious tone.

“He said that he’ll let you guys back in,” I mumbled. I saw Annies head pop up in the corner of my eye with her arms pointed in my direction. “That's good though right?” she questioned. I lifted my head up in a swift motion looking at her “However…” They all groaned at those words, knowing that there's a twist to it.

“He wants me to go on a fucking date on him”

I looked at all of them, seeing the confused yet surprised look on their faces as they looked at each other one by one. “What?” Beth screeched as she tilted her head in confusion.

Ruby gave me a blank stare “Are you serious?” she shouted. I nodded my head at her with a dumbfounded expression plastered on my face.

I mean…” Annie said hesitantly with her eyebrows furrowed with worry as she started anxiously wrestling with the tip of her sleeve . She paused for a moment looking at the ground trying to gather her words as we just all looked at her waiting for a response to fall out her mouth.

She sighed harshly looking at me “I mean you have to right? we all need the money and it's only one date, Valarie.” Everyone looked at me as worry filled their eyes rapidly and when I stared at them I started to frown in anger and also in panic. I wasn’t scared of Rio, it's just the idea of going out with him. Everyone was just staring at me in a blank stare waiting for my response. I rolled my eyes “no…not with him”

They all look at me with a sadeend look on their faces with a dash of worry and now I’m full of guilt. I felt bad so I agreed to go out with Rio. I know they’re desperate for the money, especially my sister and at this point I don’t want my pride to get to me because I tend to do that. So now I’m getting ready at Beth's house for the date. We’re apparently going to this fancy restaurant like I care less, however when I called him that day he sounded so amazing on the phone and to be honest I hope this date goes a bit well.

I'm in Beth's bedroom, putting on my heels. I’m wearing a black fitted dress with a gold necklace and black stilettos. I have a soft brown smokey eye and red lipstick on—not too much or too little. All I’m trying to do is impress him a little so my girls can get some money. When I finished putting on my heels, I heard a soft knock on the bedroom door. “You ready?” Beth announced as she entered the room slowly with a small smile on her face. I looked up at her, nodding my head with a weary smile on my face. Beth walked closer to me, and I stood up quickly. I try to fix my dress, tugging the slides of my dress down, trying to make myself more comfortable. She looks at me with a smile still painted on her face. “You look great, Val,” she sincerely says. I looked down to my feet. “Thank you,” I said quietly, looking back up at her. My stomach started fluttering chaotically, making me feel sick. The piercing ring flew throughout the whole house, and as we both heard that sound, we looked at each other dead in the eye, full of worry and anguish. My breath starts to accelerate, and my eyes widen while I stare at Beth with a semi-shocked look on my face. Beth's head turned quickly towards the sound of three bells, staring out into the hallway for what felt like hours, but it was only a couple of seconds. The aching pitch of the doorbell echoed throughout the house again, causing me to feel nauseous. Beth looked back at me and gave me a gentle nod as she guided me downstairs. I took baby steps towards what felt like a magnanimous door. I grabbed the doorknob and slowly turned it, revealing him. Rio, and to be honest with you, he looked better than he ever did. He wore a black button-up that hugged around the curve of his arms, showing off his well-defined silhouette. The fabric of his shirt wrapped around his shoulders without being overly tight. His confidence went through the roof with his back straight as he stood there calmly at the door. He also wore some black dress pants that fit his lower body, along with a pair of dress shoes and a black trench coat. His facial expression was soft when I opened the door. His eyes swept my body, sending a chill through my spine as the butterflies in my stomach grew bigger and bigger. I let out a big breath as I gazed into his cold, hard eyes.

“Hey Ma." I stood still when I heard the sound of his raspy voice flutter rapidly in the air. His presence slightly suffocated me, and I wasn’t sure about going, but I was doing it for my girls, not for me. I looked back at the girls staring at me with a worried frown on their faces, but I reassured them with a weary smile. I grabbed my coat, fixed my posture, and looked back at Rio with a cold glare on my face as I

walked towards him “Lets go” I sighed harshly, walking out the door and past where he was standing. I felt his presence creep up behind me as he started walking beside me.

When we got to his car, I tried to open the door myself; instead, he got to it first and opened the door for me. I nodded “thank you” and hopped in his car. He got on the driver's side and started the car. The engine roared as we raced down the highway. I glanced at him, and out of curiosity, I asked, “Where are we going anyway?" He looked at me and just smiled. I tilted my head in confusion about why he found me so amusing. "What?"I just want to know where we're going.”

"It's a surprise."

I rolled my eyes. “I hate surprises. I hope you know that.”

He chuckled. “I guess now I know." I stayed quiet, waiting for him to tell me, and he did.

"Fine, since you want to be stubborn, we’re going to this restaurant where we can eat, dance, and listen to live music.”

"Seems…fancy,” I said, looking back at him. He glanced at me and looked back into the darkly lit road. “Yeah, we're not far from it."

I stared at him for a little bit longer, watching his rough hands confidently and strongly grip the wheel as we raced down the dark, empty highway. My gaze lingered on him, looking at his facial features and how powerful he looked behind the wheel. My stomach starts to flutter with curiosity and the desire to want him right now. As my trance went further, he spoke, “We’re here.” I was breathless when I looked away from him, and my cheeks were burning red as I stared out the window, noticing we’re right in front of the restaurant. The door opened and revealed a man in all black needing to park our car. I got out and nodded to this man as Rio walked next to me and into the building. As we stepped into the restaurant, we were in this dimly lit foyer with only three people sitting on black benches. It was a small-looking foyer with white marbled floors and off-white walls with art and pictures all over them. There were cute little lights attached to the walls, making the room look safe and comforting. It was a room that I could look at forever. We were greeted by a man in an all-black suit who took our coats and hung them up for us in this cute coat closet. With all the money I have in my bank account, I have never experienced anything like this before, and I was only in a fucking foyer. Anyway, the man in the suit talked to Rio and then guided us to one of the doors in the foyer. When he opened the door, the thick fragrance of sweet desserts and spices brought joy to my nose. The warm beats of music blasted through the air and echoed through the entire building. The sound of music brought me a sense of comfort as a heartfelt smile spread across my face rapidly, taking in all of the elements of this place. I loved this place, and Rio knew I did.

Anyway, I felt a warm hand softly settle on my lower back, guiding me through the crowd and towards our table. We got seated at this small table facing the huge band and the little dance floor in the front of the dimly lit room. There were four couples slowly dancing in front of everyone, having a good time, and it brought me joy to look at all of them being madly in love with each other. I slowly creeped out of my trance and realized Rio was looking at me with a smirk on his face. I chuckled softly. “What?”

“I see that you like this place."

"Yes, I do. I was really surprised if you wanted to say that.”

He nodded. “Well, do you want to dance?”

I arched my eyebrow. “Dance?” I said, tilting my head. I laughed, “I don't dance; trust me.”

But of course he didn’t understand that, because after I said those words, he stood up and put out his hand. “I don’t believe that, Ma; I know you can dance.”

His voice made me cave in, and I took his slightly cold hands as he guided me towards the simple, polished floor in front of the band. The soft glow of the light warmed my skin as his hand lingered down my body and onto my waist, pulling me towards him. I wrapped my arms around his neck, but I still didn’t feel comfortable with him, so I kept my distance. I tried to steer away from his eyes; however, he caught on to that.

“Can you at least act like you don’t hate me?” he mumbled in his deep, husky voice. I steered my attention toward him and glanced into his deep, hickory eyes.

“I don't... hate you, Rio,” I said softly.

"Well, you haven’t talked all night."

“I don’t know what to talk about or ask you... I basically know everything about you."

Rio chuckled and looked away from me, and when he did that, I didn’t realize how close we'd gotten. I felt his strong chest against mine as our bodies moved in unison. His heat bounced off his body and on to mine. Rio's hands grew tighter around my waist, giving me a sense of security. My body grew tense, and my breath was ragged when I noticed what he was doing to my body. I deeply sank into his body, and everything grew still in the room.

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i think i have a type

it’s pathetic looking men! @birminghamshelbyboys @mrkdvidal1989 @atrwriting can’t you tell?

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hotdilfs11 · 5 months

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JOSH HUTCHERSON.

#i want his dick so far down my throat it leaves bruises #i want his babies #i want to eat him #i want his cock

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.　　. 　 ˚　. Have we got our lines crossed? - Don’t waste my time, Victor Lundberg

✩ parings. (blk!reader x Rio)

✩ warnings. cursing, threats

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Beth's house-

A guy named Rio showed up at Beth's house, threatening all of us because of the money we took from the grocery store. I mean, I would too since we took over half a million, but it is what it is. We honestly didn’t know that he owned the grocery store or had ties with them, but I guess he did. Rio has a tattooed eagle on his neck and a buzz cut. He has warm, hickory eyes full of mystery, dominance, and a touch of familiarity that gave me comfort and excitement. He came in with three other guys. They all had a big build with tattoos and were wearing all black. Rio was also wearing black, but he was shorter than the other guys that were surrounding him; however, his body gave off a sense of security and self-confidence, making the three other guys look weak. His face contorted with rage, and his body was tensed up while he slowly paced throughout the kitchen as he made heavy eye contact with all four of us. His thick, husky voice echoed through the house as he made this short speech about getting his money back. I toned out half of it because I had made that speech a hundred times to people, but it sounded way better. We were all standing in the kitchen, surrounded by the guys he was with. Beth, Ruby, and Annie were all in tears, pleading for their lives, but I looked at him with a deceiving glare, not giving a crap about what he was saying. He was boring me, and I think he noticed that when he looked at me. He paused for a minute, and a heavy silence flooded the air. His eyebrows furrowed as he started walking slowly towards me. His jaw clenched up as his thick hazel eyes met mine in fury.

He wiped his mouth slowly as he got closer to me. "Oh, I’m sorry, am I boring you?” he said in a threatening voice. I looked up at him with an unbothered expression. "Nah, carry on, though,” I responded to him in a nonchalant tone. He started getting closer and closer to me, and my body started to tense up. I stood up straight as I kept eye contact with him, not giving him any satisfaction, but all he could do was give me a grim smirk. He chuckled. "So... you think this is funny, huh?"

I took a step towards him and looked up at him with a blissful smirk growing on my face. "Yeah, I actually do.” I paused. "Rio, right?"

I could see the anger on his face grow heavier by the minute when those words spilled out of my mouth. However, all he could do was laugh. He backed away from me, turning his back away from all four of us. “So you bitches think it's some kind of joke, huh?"

"No, we don't,” Beth said in a sharp yet anxious manner, looking at me with a scared look on her face.

I shrug my shoulders. “I think it’s fucking hilarious,” as the crack of my heels echoed through the house as I took my first step on the cold, hickory floor towards him, catching Rio's attention. He turned around in a swift motion as his cold, hard eyes caressed over my body. I stand closer to him as my chest brushes over his, feeling his body heat bounce off him and onto mine. Rio hovers over me and chuckles softly, breaking eye contact with me for a minute.

He looked back at me with a deceiving smirk on his face. “You got a lot of balls, ma; I like it.” He said it in a husky voice as he walked away from me and right out the door with everyone he brought

with him. I look over at him walking out with a smile painted on my face, amused by him even though it's a bad thing to feel like that but I did.

A months later:

Working with Rio has its ups and downs, but I’ve been through worse. My girls have been struggling with keeping up with the lies and guilt, especially my sister Ruby. All we're doing is spending fake money and turning it into real money, and I don’t know what's hard about that. They can’t keep up with any of this because of all the mistakes they're making, and I can't tell them because I don’t want them to know what I did in the past. Anyway, we almost got caught two times already, and it's kind of painful to watch, but I’m doing this for my girls and giving them what they need. It's not like I need the money I’m set for the rest of my life, but I know they don't, so I'd rather help them more than I ever did. They make their mistakes, and they’ll all move on from them, but this mistake was stupid as fuck even for them. And it's not even Ruby or Annie's fault; it's Beth's fault because she lets her emotions get the best of her. It’s been like that since I was a kid, and it’s not like the task was hard. It was just delivering trucks to a warehouse; however, Beth got pulled over, but she discovered that there was nothing in there, and the cop let her go. After that, she went to Rio, pissed him off, and threw the keys at his face. “What we had here is done; go home,” Rio said in a calm voice.

Now? I’m the one who has to get them out of it. We're in the kitchen as they tell me about the little plan they have for me.

“Please Val.” Ruby said it in an anxious voice. “You're the only one he has feelings for,” she announced quietly.

My eyes widened, and I looked up at Ruby, annoyed at what she just said. I lean against the counter, rolling my eyes. “The feels, Ruby, are you fucking kidding me?”

Annie sighs as her eyes furrow in worry. “I mean..." she says slowly as she anxiously plays with the sleeve of her shirt.

I turn my head towards her, letting out a soft chuckle. “So you guys all think that he..." They all slowly nodded their heads simultaneously, and I just looked at them in disbelief. I let out a frustrated sigh as they just all looked at me like lost puppies. “All you have to do is ask him to get us back in the loop; that's it." Beth announced softly, but all I could do was look at them with a dumbfounded look on my face. "Please,” Ruby begged. I looked into my sister's saddened eyes and sighed, "Fine, I’ll do it for god's sake, but if I get killed, I'm going to be pissed." They all had an innocent smile on their faces, and all I can do is roll my eyes at them.

Two days later:I stepped out of Beth's house, slamming the front door as I walked down her driveway towards a black Range Rover. I wore black jeans and a black fitted long-sleeve shirt. My black stilettos clacked against the rocky sidewalk as the illuminating car drew me closer to it, sending a bitter chill down my spine. A dash of excitement hit my body when I pulled the hasty black door handle, revealing Rio gazing over my body, looking up and down at me. I felt his strong pair of eyes still caressing my body after I got in the car

with him. I liked the feeling of him admiring me, but I’m here for business only. Rio lets out a soft chuckle, and being coy, he says, “You look so good today. Is this all for me, baby? Aww, you shouldn't have."

I roll my eyes and look at him with a judgmental glare. "Nah, I wore this for me, Rio. Now please drive.” I said as I turned my head away from him, looking out the window. I can still feel his eyes admiring me, but I didn’t pay any attention to him. He drove off after.

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People We Met In Supermarkets pt 3- Damon x Reader

✩Jade had some past secrets she's been keeping away from the Salvatores especially Damon. Ever since she met them she only told bits and pieces about herself, and it's so bad that they don't even know that Jades older than them. What secrets are she keeping and will it come out? Who or what is hiding?

✩parings:Girl name Jade x Damon

warnings:mention of stabbing/being casted away

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As night fell, the Salvatore house was surprisingly peaceful and quiet. No talking or arguing it was just dead silence however, I could hear Elena human heart pumping with blood but other than that nothing. Stefan was with Elena in his room and Damon and I were in our own separate rooms. I think he’s giving me space because he would've been all over me the minute we got home and I wish he was. Even though we’ve been apart for at least four hours I still wanted to march in his room and coddle him. I never wanted to be away from him and I always wished I met him before Elijah and Klaus but it's in the past and this is now. Anyway at 1AM I nuzzled into my soft white pillow as the sense of comfort swarmed over me. My eyes fluttered shut as the sounds of the outsider world and its problems faded away.

Jades subconsciousness

As I entered this dream state a feeling of warmth flooded my body. I was in this very old village-like house and then I remembered it was my family's old house. I saw my beautiful mother walk up to me and she cupped my face giving me a heartfelt smile. I rested my face on her warm and soft hands as I started to look around;remembering every memory I made in this very house. The rest of my family surrounded me with love and care as they looked down at me, admiring my every feature. I was home and I’ve missed this feeling so much and I would do anything to go back to this feeling. However, that faded away as I fell into this gaping black void that filled the brown creaking floor. I fell and ended up in the middle of the dark eerie forest right outside my house surrounded by a bunch of tall men. They were all hovering over me, beating me into a pulp as blood started rushing out my mouth and then when I least suspected a fiery burn feeling ripped into the side of my abdomen as blood gushed out of it. I cupped the side of my stomach trying to keep myself together; crying out in agony while they just watched me bleed out and suffer. I was waiting for someone to come. Damon, Stefan, Elijah, and even fucking Klaus, while in pain and I just needed someone to be by my side but no was there as I bled out on the fucking floor dying slowly.

Damon's pov-

I was in my bed enjoying the quiet in this house that no one ever gets because we never get a break. There's always a vampire doing this and another mysterious creature doing that but tonight that's not the case and I’m grateful for that. I wanted to go into Jade's room and be all over her like I usually am but I can’t even though I crave her deeply. I want to be with her all the time but I didn’t want to coddle her tonight after the emotional day she had. I was thinking about going into her room until I heard a scream echo through the house. It wasn’t too loud but it was loud enough for me to hear. I stepped out of bed and slowly walked towards my door trying to see if it was Jade. I stopped in front of my closed door trying to concentrate on the silent screams coming to Jade's room.

“Please help, NO!” Jade quietly shrieked.

My eyes widened as I swiftly opened the door quickly ran into her room seeing her fidgeting and talking in her sleep; trying to get out of her insufferable nightmare. “ELIJAH PLEASE, DAMON…help me” she wailed as I walked up to her bed, trying to shake back into reality however she’s not waking up.

I started rapidly tapping her cheeks “hey, hey, Jade wake up”

She started to wake up slowly. Her eyes widened when she saw me as tears flooded her eyes; she started to look around the room in terror, confused about what's going on. Jade sat up and started to move away from me;thinking I was someone else.

I sat down on her bed inching towards her as I softly said “no…its me, hi”

Jade Pov

I woke up in absolute terror. Everything was a blur and I felt drowsy when I felt the bed sink beside me. I noticed a man was tapping my cheeks trying to wake me up but I didn’t know who he was or how he got in my room. I moved away from him as I was still in a dream-like state but then I started to make out his voice a lot more and realized it was Damon.

I squinted my eyes in confusion “Damon?” I said as a tear escaped my eye. I didn’t even realize I was crying until everything around me came to life.

“Yes baby it's me.” he said quietly as he cupped both of my cheeks with his strong, soft, pale hands.

I lunged into his arms and wrapped my arms around his rippled back feeling his semi warm body against my cold skin. His arms wrapped around me tightly, pulling me into him; feeling his hard, broad chest against mine. His comforting scent hit me rapidly as I took in his sweet and husky scent. I felt one of his arms go in my hair trying to bring me in closer to him.

“Stay here with me please” I whispered

He moved away from me and looked at me with a sincere look “of course”

I moved to the other side of the bed while Damon crawled under the soft, cotton sheets with me. Our bodies collided together as I laid my head softly on his firm chest. His arms wrapped around my waist like chains, pulling me closer into his firm body. Our legs tangled together as I started to nuzzle my face into his neck taking in his sweet aroma.

I sighed in relief “thank you Damon”

“No problem” he whispered. He kissed my forehead as I drifted sweetly back into my dream state.

I woke up in the afternoon with Damon gone from my bed. I was too lazy to go to school so I just stayed in bed looking at my off-white ceiling in silence. However, that all came to a halt when I heard a slight commotion downstairs in the living room. It was between Stefan, Elena, Damon, and a familiar voice.

“You have my word” the familiar voice said in a familiar accent

I sat up from my bed and frowned by those four singular words. I started to walk towards the door trying to hear what else he was saying and I did. My eyes widened in rage as I slowly crept downstairs; entering the living room. Elena noticed me and she slightly smiled and said “Hey Jade this is-”

I deeply exhaled“Elijah?” as I slowly walked into the living room.

He turned around in a swift motion and we were face to face “Hi Jade” he said breathlessly.

It was silent for a minute until Damon cut the tension in half “whats going on?”

I looked at Elijah while channeling all of my rage as I started casting a spell on him. I kept looking at him with deep raw emotion until a sharp piercing sound started to flood his head. I started to make all of the vessels in his head burst rapidly as I watched him suffer. Elijah went down on the ground, touching the temple of his head as he screamed in agony. A tear fell down my cheek while the adrenaline and my magic flooded through my whole body like rushing water.

“Please…please… make her stop '' He said as he fell helplessly on the ground.

Stefan started rushing towards me “Jade listen to me stop this we need him…please” he anxiously said however I didn’t care about the people around me, I was only focused on Elijah and killing him. So I didn’t listen to Stefan not a bit. I was still fixated on Elijah Mikaelson until I felt Stefan grab my shoulder. I looked at him in anger and hurled him into the wall. He bashed his head and fell unconscious. Elena ran towards him screaming in disbelief.

“Jade please, we can talk about this, '' Damon softly said as he inched closer and closer to me, however he was more careful when he approached me. “Look at me Jade”

I looked at him as tears escaped my eyes and then I broke the spell, just like that but I knew it wasn't over. I still wanted some type of revenge.

Elijah sighed in relief as he started to get up off the floor slowly; wiping his suit clean. He looked at me in a deceiving look and I looked at him. We glared at each other for a while until he said “Nice to see you to Jade”

I scoffed and crossed my arms “fuck off Elijah I should’ve killed both of you when I had the chance”

“But you didn't because why? Oh yes you loved my brother and I didn’t you” He said being petty and childish.

I looked at Damon as guilt flooded my mind. Damon made sobbing eye contact with me; looking disappointed and a bit jealous. I looked at Damon for a second until I looked away back to Elijah.

I rolled my eyes in rage “nope I didn’t and I did tell you that up front did I not Elijah…I don’t even know why I’m arguing with you why the hell are you here”

He started walking towards me “Klaus is in town for Elena to complete the moonstone ritual and I want to kill him”

I scornfully laughed “I heard that same lie before you’ll never kill him even if you want to”

“I guess we’ll see”

“Yeah we will,” I said as I walked back upstairs with Damons footsteps right behind me.

I started to quicken my pace until I entered my room trying to process the fact that I haven’t seen Elijah since the twenties after a bad argument with both of them. I heard Damon hesitantly walk into my room and I was scared to face him. I saw how hurt he was when I was downstairs and I didn't even know what to tell him.

He entered my room and stopped in the middle of my room. “Why didn’t you tell me Jade,” he said in frustration.

I turned slowly towards him, avoiding eye contact. “I don’t know Damon.” I sighed

He scoffed “you loved them both…right?” it was silent until he said “you know what happened with Katherine she did the same exact thing.”

I looked up at him, seeing his saddened eyes. “I was scared…”

“Of what?...of me?” he questioned

I scoffed at him “fuck it… I love you Damon and I was scared to tell you Damon because that's exactly how I lost Elijah and I don’t want to lose you either.” He looked at me, unable to say anything. He just looked at me as his body stiffened. “Damon, when I first met you in that bar I just knew right away, but I never said anything because I wasn’t ready and I was scared as hell to tell you. For decades upon decades it just got harder and harder and I’m so sorr-”

As I was talking Damon looked at me and ran into me as our lips collided together. His body felt hot and tense against mine while his hands searched my whole body, making its way to my waist as his rough hands tightened its grip. He started pulling me into him; feeling his firm chest against mine. My whole body was shaking as lust took over the both of us. We were both craving each other and you could spot that from a mile away. His lips were soft and delicate however it grew hungry and sloppy the longer we explored each other's lips. Damon hand started to go up my body and wrapped softly around the side of my neck as he slightly put pressure on my neck, he was still trying to pull me closer into him. A soft moan escaped from my mouth as my hands started to tangle in his hair. I started to pull on his hair and grip the back of his neck while I grew hungry for more of him. He groaned a bit when he tried to catch his breath but I didn’t want him to. My heart started to pump more and my cheeks were hot. We wouldn’t let go of each other until I pulled away from him slowly. We were both breathless and Damons face was red hot as I looked into his icy blue eyes. I could feel Damons breath caress my skin as he inched close to my ear. His lips swept against my ear as he whispered “I’ve been waiting so long for this moment.” He faced me as we made eye contact. My heart started to race again and I got butterflies in my stomach as he said the words I was looking for. “I love you so much”

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People We Met In Supermarkets pt 2- Damon x Reader

✩parings:Girl name Jade x Damon

warnings:mention of stabbing/being casted away

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As I walk into the long, aching halls of school, I see my two best friends, Bonnie and Caroline. However, I wasn’t in the mood to have a long, exhausting conversation with them after what just happened. But I walked up to them anyway, giving them a fake smile and saying, “Hey guys”.

Caroline looked at me with a heartfelt smile on her face. “Hey Jay!”

“Hey care, Bonnie. I need to talk to you; it's urgent,” I said in a monotone voice.

Bonnie nodded in confusion and worry as I grabbed her hand and dragged her into the nearest women's bathroom. Her face frowned up. “What's wrong, Jade?”

“The Salvatores asked me about the originals, but I reacted wrongly, and now I think they’re going to start asking questions, Bonnie. I’m scared,” I stated anxiously.

Hesitantly “I know you're scared, but I think you should tell them, especially Damon.”

I sighed "Yeah, I know, but I’m just scared.”

“It's been decades; I think they’ll understand." Bonnie says as she tries to reassure me, but it isn't working. I thought I could run away from this, but of course it came back to play after decades of me not thinking about it. I know that the Salvatores are supportive, but I've lied too much about too many things. When the time comes, I’ll tell them, but until then, it's only between me, Bonnie, and Grams.

Bonnie tries to say something else, but I cut her off instantly “I have to go, Bonnie; I’ll see you”. I started rapidly walking away from Bonnie, pushing the door open, revealing the same boring, drowsy hallway. I wanted to run away from my problems, but I’m done with running. Even though I’m still scared out of my mind, I’ll try to deal with it.

1921, New Orleans

“Get off of me, Nicklaus!” I shouted, trying to retrieve my hand from his strong, illuminating grip. I’m terrified of Nicklaus. He’s stronger than me and faster than me, so right now, me trying to yank my hand away is useless because his grip is getting stronger and stronger.

“No, not until you pick between my brother and I!" He screamed with a hefty English accent.

Elijah was behind him, doing jackshit to help me. He’s weak and scared of his own fucking brother, and Klaus, behind all that anger, is still a scared little boy hiding from his bloody father.

"Elijah, do something; you’re just bloody standing there like a fool!” I shrieked as tears started to run quickly down my cheeks.

Elijah looked at me with a cold, piercing stare as he mumbled the words, “You have to pick Jade.”

I scoffed. I’m in shock with these two; they want me to love them both, but I don't want that. I loved Klaus before, and I loved Elijah before, but now that I’m seeing their true colors, I’m not sure I love any of them anymore, especially Nicklaus.

I gave them both a deceiving glare. “I’m not bloody choosing between you guys. I am sick and tired of you two treating me like I’m some kind of fucking doll.” I took a pause, trying to put my words together. “I don’t want any of you, and I don’t FUCKING LOVE ANY OF YOU!"

Klaus' looks at me in disbelief as his grip loosened up, and I had my chance to run back into the club we were in. I know that they wouldn't make a scene in there. I ran through the doors of this nightclub as I made my way through the crowded, dimly lit room. I fought my way through, making my way to the open bar, sitting down. The bartender went up to me and asked, “What can I get for you, ma'am?" I ordered a Bourbon neat, and he brought it to me as I chugged the whole thing in one motion.

The bell rang loudly as I jumped out of my seat, releasing myself from a crushing memory. I raced through the crowded halls desperately wanting to leave this god-forbidden school, wishing I had listened to Stefan about staying home. I made it out, walking down the parking lot, trying to find Bonnie's cute yellow car. However, I got distracted by the roar of Damon's car quickly approaching me. I tried to ignore it, but he stopped right beside me. I stopped in my tracks and bent down to Damon's open window.

I sighed “What are you doing here, Mr. Salvatore?" I said it coyly.

He gave me a quick smile. “I figured you needed a ride home.”

I looked at him for a minute, giving it a thought. "Okay," I said as I got into his car.

The engine roared to life as we sped out of the parking lot and onto the long country highway. I slightly turned my head, looking at Damon's strong, rugged hands gripping the black steering wheel as we raced down the highway. I started to admire his features again, like this morning. I love looking at him, it gives me butterflies. His side profile was perfect, his jawline was sharp and lean, and his hair looked slightly messy, like he didn’t care to do it this morning, but he looked amazing either way.

He turned his head in my direction as I quickly twisted my head, pretending to look out the window. However, I felt his eyes caressing my body, and it made me anxious yet excited for some reason.

Teasingly, he says, “You’re always looking at me, Blue Jay."

I looked at him and smiled. “Whatever do you mean, Damon?”

He smiled, but it faded quickly. He looked a bit bothered, and I had a feeling what it was about too.

I let out a strong exhale. “What is it, Damon?” I said as I looked at him, annoyed.

He looked at me, then looked away, trying to pay attention to the road. “I just… I just want to know why you got all tense this morning about the originals.”

I stayed quiet as I directed my gaze out the window.

“Do you know them? Are you running from them?... I just want to know what the connection is between you guys," he curiously said.

“Please pull over, Damon.”

“What?”

I demanded "pull over.”

The car started to slow down rapidly while he pulled off to the side of the road. When the car came to a full stop, I grabbed my school bag and hopped out of the car, slamming the door shut. I started to walk back to school, thinking Bonnie would probably be there if I walked; however, the thought flew out the window as Damon ran in front of me. I didn't notice him doing that until I bumped into his firm, hard chest. I looked up at him, making eye contact with him. “Move out of my way, Damon,” I demanded.

I tried to step out of the way, but all he did was block my way. I rolled my eyes at him, knowing he'd keep this up, so I just gave up.

Damon sighed "Look, Jade, I’m sorry I bombarded you with these questions, but I just want to know the truth, okay?” His voice grew soft with me, and his strong, soft hands cupped my cheeks. I felt reassured by him, but I’m still not ready for it. I grabbed his wrists and lowered them slowly.

I looked at the ground and said, “I’m not ready yet."

“It's okay, I understand,” he said softly as his arms wrapped around me like chains, pulling me into him. I took in his sweet-scented cologne and the warmth bouncing off his body as my face rubbed against his soft, cottony black shirt. I feel safe and at home in his arms. I never thought I would feel like this in decades. It brings me back to my own family.

Damon slowly loosened his grip. I looked at him and said “thank you” as we started walking back to his car.

A husky voice beside me blurted, “You must be having a rough night.”

As the bartender gives me my second drink, I slowly turn my head to see a handsome gentleman who looks a bit mysterious but well-known. He had jet black hair, icy blue eyes, and a nice, sweet smile. I noticed there was another man beside him. He looked a little different from the first one yet similar. However, he had brown hair, brown eyes, and a stronger build. I assume they may be brothers or cousins, but he never noticed the other one talking to me.

“You fancy a drink?” I said it with a strong British accent.

He smiled. "Yeah, sure, if you tell me why you’ve been crying.”

I scoffed and let out a soft chuckle. “Boy problems.”

He started to rapidly nod his head up and down, probably understanding what I’ve been going through for the last hour. "Well, a pretty girl like you shouldn’t cry over a skeevy little boy.”

“Yeah? and what makes you so different?” I say being coy.

The mysterious man shrugged his shoulders and said, “Maybe it’ll make a difference one day.”

A flush of warmth crawled on my cheeks as a strong hue of red covered my face. "Uh, well, one day it might; we’ll never know." I looked at him, then trailed off to the guy beside him. “Who is that man beside you? He’s been awfully quiet there, mate.”

He looked behind him and said, “Oh yeah, that's my brother Stefan Salvatore,” then whispered, “He's in quite a mood tonight.”

A new voice appeared in the air as the other man stated, “I am not in a mood, Damon. I just don’t want to bother this beautiful woman, unlike you.

A chuckle released from my lips: “Is that really your brother?"

“Yes, sadly,” Stefan said nonchalantly. He seemed a bit drunk and angry, but he was quite funny. I started to gaze at the other Salvatore brother in curiosity. “Now what's your name, mystery brother?

“My name is Damon Salvatore, and yours?" I stood up from my seat as Damon's eyes followed me, concerned. “Jade Bennent."

I stood between both brothers as they both looked at me with a surprised look. "A Bennent witch?” Stefan was intrigued by what I said.

“A witch and vampire boys.” They looked at each other with confusion. “And you are vampires like me. I knew the minute I sat next to you two, Mr. Salvatore," I said calmly.

I started to walk away until I heard Damon Salvatore say, "Wait." I looked back at both of them with a smile. “I’ll see you boys later, yeah?”

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People We Met In Supermarkets pt 1- Damon x Reader

✩parings:Girl name Jade x Damon

warnings:mention of stabbing/being casted away

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As the sun slowly caresses the curtains, a new day appears. I was under the soft, cozy covers, taking in the beautiful, luminating sunshine as it softly touched my icy, cold skin. I started to stretch my limbs gently, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep. I lifted myself up, slowly resting my arms on the cotton-white sheet. I looked over to my left to see someone on their back sleeping with no shirt on, and then I realized I was in Damon's bed. His back was toned and firm. He had porcelain-soft skin and raven-colored hair. The color of his hair was deep and intense. It looked very soft and rich the longer I looked at it. I started getting butterflies the longer I observed him. He looked so relaxed and peaceful as the sun bounced gracefully off his face. The gentle rhythm of his breath fell up and down as the sound of his heart beating calmed me. Damon and I aren’t dating; however, he is very flirty with me, and he treats me differently compared to everyone else. When I talk about him to Bonnie or Stefan, they look at me like I’m the crazy one because of how he acts around them, but I never saw that side of him. Damon is nice, loving, tenderhearted, and just an amazing guy for me in general. He reminded me of someone I used to know, but way better. Anyway, the reason I’m waking up beside him is because the night before, he asked me to come in here to talk and hang out. However, we both fell asleep beside each other at the dead of night.

While I was admiring Damon's handsome, sexy, and stunning features, I started to notice a devious smirk start to form on the corner of his mouth.

“Will you stop staring at me? It's a bit creepy,” he says in a flirtatious yet sleepy voice. My lips curled upward, creating a soft, looming smile across my face as I heard those words spill out of his mouth. My stomach started to turn, and a subtle ruby tint started to form on my cheeks because hearing his voice in the morning is like hearing a sweet, comforting lullaby.

“Whatever are you talking about, Mr. Salvatore?” I say it with a charming yet witty, harsh British accent.

As those words came out of my mouth, his eyes started to flutter open, revealing his arctic blue cat-like eyes glaring at me. "Mmmhh," he mumbled.

I gave him a quick smirk as I jolted out of bed, touching the unheated, bitter floor of the Salvatore house. I stood up in a swift motion and started stretching my arms as a loud grunt escaped from my mouth. I was wearing a jet black tank top and navy blue soft pajama pants. I got out of bed and started walking towards the door. However, I felt a strong pair of eyes scan my body, and as I was turning around, Damon was already behind me, towering over me with a serious face.

“Isn't it too early for vamp powers?” I crossed my arms while I made eye contact with him.

He squinted his eyes at me, looking me up and down. “Where are you going?”

I rolled my eyes and let out a strong exhale. “School Damon gotta live a normal life once in a while."

"You’re one hundred and something years old and immortal, you can take a break and help me with this ritual stuff."

I turned my back on Damon and opened the door to his room, walking right out of it. “Didn’t I tell you I didn’t care about any of this?" I walked into my room and started to look through my dressers, trying to

find an outfit for today, however, I heard Damon's footsteps enter my room. He learned on the doorway and crossed his legs as well as his arms.

“But hear me out; you know nothing about this yet, and maybe you can be useful since..." He said it hesitantly.

I looked at him with an irritated look. “Since I’m a witch, you mean?” I crossed my arms and glared at him.

“I mean… Maybe just a little." Damon said. He was trying to be funny, but I wasn’t amused.

I peered away from him, “No Damon” I sternly said.

He held up his hands. "Fine, FINE, have it your way, little blue Jay, but I still have little Bennent.” he teasingly stated.

I turned my head towards him and said, "Mmhh... Now let me get dressed and put on a shirt, please. No one wants to see that,” I said,turning away from him in a swift motion.

“I’m not sure about that,” he says in a cocky, playful tone.

“Leave Damon”

Damon left, and I started getting ready for school. I’ve been through this numerous times, and it never gets old. I love living a normal life because, like all of us vampires, we were forced into this life because I know I was. When I was nineteen, I got jumped by a group of men, but one of them decided to brutally stab me. The vampires I was with at the time found me, brought me home, and gave me a life-changing decision. I either die on a table in front of my whole family or become a vampire and get cast away from my coven. I was scared of death and picked the only option. However, if I could go back on it, I would, but then again, there is something good about becoming a vampire, especially this kind of vampire. I’m a heretic, meaning I’m a vampire and a witch at the same time, meaning twice the manpower, but I still miss my family. There aren't that many Bennents anymore. The Bennents I know are Bonnie, Grams, and me. Ever since the mid-eighties, I haven't seen many Bennents, honestly. I’m just grateful for the rest of us.

Anyway, I walked downstairs and into the Salvatore living room, seeing Stefan reading and drinking coffee like an old, seventy-year-old man. I walked down the little steps and went behind the couch.

I say with a smile on my face, “Mornin’ Stefan!”

He looked behind him while I kissed him on the forehead as a greeting. I walked around the couch, plopping down on the firm cushion right next to him. He turned his head towards me in a swift motion as a soft, warm smirk started to stretch across his face.

"Hey, Jade,” he says quietly.

“Are you and Elena going to school today?” I curiously asked.

"Uh, no, today there's too much going on that we need to figure out; maybe you shouldn’t go either,” he said, concerned.

“Stefan I don’t know anything about whatever happened, and I don’t want to know."I demanded

He started paying attention to his book again. "Yeah, I heard that whole speech upstairs."

I stood up quickly. "See, this is exactly why I don’t like nosey vampires.”

He closed his book and looked up at me. "Well, we would like your help and input on this, Jade. I know you don’t like to know about these things, but this is frustrating in a way."I heard footsteps approaching. “This is exactly what I said, but did she listen to me? No, she did not."

I sighed and thought about it for a second. "Fine, fine. Just tell me because I know you guys never fucking give up; however, only tell me what youre confused on.”

Damon smirked harshly. "Ok, Blue Jay. I’ll tell you what we are stuck on.”

I plopped back on the couch as Damon entered the living room. "Look, Elena stabbed this weird vampire in the heart with a stake, and he did die, but then he came back to life. This girl, Rose, said he’s one of the “originals,” he air-quoted.

I started to harshly frown at those words. I really hope it isn’t who I think it is.

"However, we don’t know if she's telling the truth or not."

I cut him off mid-sentence and anxiously said, "Yes, she’s right...I… I have to go.

The Salvatores frowned at me as I quickly ran out of the room.

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