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Happiness Leads to Sadness (Chapter 13)

Book Title: Widowed Willow Warnings: Lexi dies, Amari's feelings get hurt, Stefan cries, and Amari is so freaking awkward DO NOT REPOST MY CONTENT! YOU MAY REBLOG BUT DON'T REPOST!!! Story Masterlist | Previous Part | Next Part

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Now at the Salvatore boarding house, Amari trails after Elena with a whine, “Why did I have to come with you?”

“It’s kind of weird between me and Stefan, I can leave when you leave,” The younger brunette grinned at her friend, laughing when she saw the glare Amari sent her. The pair walked to the front door and knocked on the door, but no one answered. Amari stepped forward muttering about not wanting to use something, she pulled out a key and unlocked the door.

“Who are you?”

The girls shouted, turning towards the voice and seeing a blonde girl in a towel. The woman was frowning as she glanced between the girls, her eyes widening in shock as she muttered, “Oh my, uh, who?”

“Amari and Elena, uh-” The taller teen introduced, before taking a step forward and pointing at the blonde in a towel, “who the hell are you?”

The woman nodded in acknowledgment, looking the girl up and down. She was gorgeous and looked just like the woman in the picture Stefan showed her. She shook her head before looking the girl in the eyes, “I’m Lexi, a friend of Stefan’s.”

“Is he here?” Elena blurted as she glanced towards the stairs with her arms crossed, glancing over at Amari’s hurt face. The blonde nodded turning slightly to point over her shoulder, “He’s in the shower, you guys wanna wait on him?” She asked, a small smile on her face.

“No, but thanks,“ Elena sighed, placing her hand on Amari’s arm and guiding her towards the door. Lexi frowned waving goodbye and whispering, “I’ll tell him you stopped by.”

Stopping at the truck, Elena opened the door, glancing back at Amari when she sat in the back seat. She frowned in sympathy, reaching back to place her hand on her knee in comfort, “You okay?”

Quickly whipping her face, Amari looks up with a small smile, ‘I’m fine, it’s just like when you and him started dating, I’ll get over it.”

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“Why the hell are you even throwing a party anyway?”

Amari stomped in the living room with a bag of sour patch kids, already half empty. Caroline, whom Amari is on the phone with, pauses in wonder before answering, “I don’t know, I just thought it would be fun?”

“Fine, whatever, I’ll be there, I gotta go.,” Amari sighs, she hears a knock on the door and hangs up after hearing Caroline say goodbye. She trudges towards the door with Elena trailing behind her, their eyes widen seeing Stefan at the door.

“No,” Amari slams the door shut before turning into Elena, who gives her an unimpressed look. Turning Amari around, Elena reaches around her and opens it again. She glares at Stefan over Amari’s shoulder, “Why are you here?”

The dirty blond sighed, tilting his head at Amari, “Lexi said you girls stopped by and the pretty tall girl seemed upset.”

Elena looked down in confusion before looking up again, “Right, I’m gonna go get ready while you have this conversation. Shout if you need me.” Turning, Elena dashes up the stairs and into her room.

“Lexi, cute girl in the towel?” Amari leans against the doorframe, “I know we aren’t dating but really? Honestly, I can’t even be mad 'cause I’d hit that.”

Amari gives a small grin at Stefan’s confusion, before jumping and almost falling when Stefan shouts, “No, not like that! Gah, no. She’s not exactly a girl. Lexi is, um, she’s 350 years old.”

“Well she’s old-” Amari gapes, slamming her hands over her mouth in regret. Glaring at Stefan when he laughs, “I meant, so she’s a vampire?”

“Yes, one of my oldest friends,” Stefan snickered, glancing down before looking into Amari’s eyes. “She said she might’ve freaked you and Elena out with her staring but I think it’s ‘cause of how much I talk about you guys.”

Amari stared at him, letting the silence creep in before breaking it with a grin. “I had a dream last night, think it was more of a flashback but whatever. It’s an important date today, but I can’t seem to remember what it is.-” She looks down at her phone seeing Caroline’s text of ‘Get here soon or I’m coming to get you’.

She looks up at Stefan seeing a strange look, “-I know it ties to you, and I’ll tell you at the party.”

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Entering the Mystic Grill, Amari sends Elena off to get drinks before looking around for her blonde lady friend. She hears what she knows is the end of a conversation Damon is having, “You are the only stupid thing here, and useless, and shallow.”

She watches him turn away from Caroline before following after him, “You’ve got some nerve, I told you to stay the hell away from Caroline.” Damon turns in surprise, before giving the teen he grins at her, “As far as I know, all you can do is give me a headache, what could you possibly do that will get me to stop?”

She smiles at him, before leaning in and whispering in his ear. Lexi, who was dancing with Stefan, sees the color drain from his face, “I like her, she’s got spunk.” Stefan smiles as he stares at her, lost in thought, “Yeah, she’s amazing, isn’t she?”

“You like her.”

“Don’t be stupid, Me and her best friend are, or were, dating,” Stefan scoffs, laughing in mock while shaking his head. Lexi raises her eyebrows with a grin, “I think the best friend has moved on and is plotting to get you two together as well.”

She points over at Elena, who’s sitting on Aiden's lap. The two of them are whispering to each other, staring at Amari and Damon before pointing at Stefan and Lexi. Stefan shrugs, turning and walking towards the pool table, “We’re just friends.”

“I thought we were starting something,” Damon follows after Amari leaning against the bar next to her with a smirk. She raises her brows at him before glancing over at Stefan and Lexi. Damon gasps with mockery, “Stefan? Smiling? Hell’s frozen over.”

“Tiger,” Amari scoffs, clearing her throat before glancing between the pair and Damon, “He hasn’t really had a reason to smile in a while.

“We’re on nicknames now?” Damon asked, smirking at her before frowning when she glares at him. “What’d I do now?”

“Jeremy’s acting weird, you have one chance to tell me the truth.” Amari grabbed his wrist, squeezing lightly but slightly grinning at the groan of pain from Damon. “What’d you do?”

“I did what she asked, compelled his suffering away.” Groaning, Damon grabbed Amari’s wrist when she squeezed tighter. “All of it, fangs, drugs, lack of motivation.”

Letting him go, Amari sighed looking around before glancing at Damon. He reached forward, ruffling her hair and stepping away before she could punch him. “Trust me, Mars, I did what she asked.”

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Walking over to Stefan and Lexi, Amari huffs leaning against the bar next to them. She leaned onto Stefan, smiling at Lexi over his shoulder. “I finally figured it out.”

She kissed his cheek, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him back towards her. “Happy Birthday Bambi!”

Lexi’s loud laugh breaks Stefan from his daze, she reaches forward sandwiching Stefan between the two girls. “Happy Birthday Steffie!”

He groans in fake annoyance trying to shove Lexi off him, “Move! You’ll spill your drink.”

Lexi sits back staring at the pair in front of her, she grins when Amari looks up from playing with Stefan’s hands. “So, Amari, who are you?”

“Uh,” Glancing at each other, Amari and Stefan grin before looking back at Lexi. She smirks when the taller girl smiles at her, “Well, sweetheart, can I call you that?”

Lexi nods, tilting her head when Stefan pulls Amari in front of him. Amari sighs leaning against the bar between them, “Um, I’m Amari Taylor. An older friend of the M.F Gang. Take that however you please, I don’t care. I’m an orphan living with my best friend’s family.”

Lexi smiled in sympathy before glancing between her best friend and new friend, “What are you to Stefan?”

“A friend at the moment,” Amari chuckles. Lexi shoots out of her chair pointing between the two, “You said at the moment! You said it!”

Ignoring her, Amari grabs both of their arms and pulls them towards a pool table, “Teach me.”

Stefan’s brow furrows in confusion, he’d seen her play and win against Matt, Tyler, Aiden, and Michelle. Lexi gapes at the dark-skinned teen, “Stefan was bragging about you winning against everyone, even Michelle!”

Amari plays with her fingers, glancing around before whispering under her breath, “You’ve seen me trick people, I don’t genuinely know how to play pool.”

After a moment, Lexi snorts and pats Stefan on the shoulder who is failing at stifling his chuckles. “Teach her how to play, I’m gonna go get us some bourbon on something.”

Once Lexi’s out of sight, Stefan glances over at Amari holding the pool stick with a sheepish smile. “I wasn’t lying, I really don’t know how to play pool without cheating.”

“Come on,” Stefan walks behind her, placing his hands on her hips he presses lightly on her back making her bend slightly with him following. Getting her in place, he leans over her shoulder, “Go,” Amari uses the stick and hits two balls into a hole.

“We did it,” She exclaimed, smiling as she spun around to hug Stefan. He grins, wrapping his arms around her waist, “You did it.” They both looked over at Lexi, who came back with only one drink.

“I drank yours, Stefan. Here Mari,” She chuckled, handing a laughing Amari her drink. Stefan grinned at Lexi in appreciation, “Thank you.”

“You weren’t supposed to be listening,” Lexi said mockingly glaring at Stefan before turning to Amari, “How’d you do?”

“I think eventually I’ll be able to win without cheating,” Amari spoke with a chesire grin, chuckling when Lexi shook her head. “How do you even cheat at pool?”

“I’ll show you sometime,” Amari promised, shrugging her shoulders and watching a giddy Lexi walk away. Turning to Stefan, who was watching her with a smile, Amari opened her mouth to ask something but stopped when she saw Elena. She reached for a pool stick, smiling at Stefan, “Hey.”

"I'm gonna go," Amari quickly spoke up, before walking past her shorter friend, ignoring Stefan calling out to her. Bumping into multiple people in an attempt to find Bonnie, Caroline, Lexi, or even Damon. Finally, she saw a familiar blonde teen sitting and talking with Matt. Running over and making it just in time to catch a falling Caroline, “Mari, you beautiful baby!”

“Thanks, drunk Caroline,” The dark-skinned teen huffed, picking her up bridal style and handing her over to Matt. She sighed as she smoothed the blonde’s hair to her face, before looking at Matt, “Take her home, make sure she gets to bed. No funny business.”

"Okay," Matt gave her a nod and smiled a small smile at her as he walked past. Waving bye to a whining Caroline, Amari turned once they were out of sight. She froze, her mind reeling and her vision blurry. Lexi…. Help…. Branson. Yanking out her phone she texts Stefan while running outside.

Lexi, Help, Outside

Now outside she heard gunshots and the door behind her slamming open. She rounded the corner with, who she presumed to be, Stefan and Elena following her. They see Lexi walking towards Sherrif Forbes, not even flinching at the wooden bullets piercing her. With a blur and a flash, Damon appeared out of nowhere and stabbed Lexi in the heart with a wooden stake.

“...part of the plan.”

She heard Elena gasp and a sob before she was pushed against a wall, Stefan holding her and shushing her as they all stared in horror. It took her a moment to realize the sob was from herself. She may have been new to the supernatural world, but she knew wood to the heart meant death for a vampire.

"Oh, my God," Stefan whispered, tears gathering in his eyes as Amari slowly took his hand off her mouth, holding it to her chest, and leaned over to look at Damon, who pushed the stake deeper into Lexi's heart. The small group watched as Lexi’s body desiccated and fell to the floor. She was dead.

Lexi was unique, and Amari was glad she got to be her friend, even if it was for just a few minutes. She felt they could’ve been best friends, but she was gone.

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“Stefan,” Elena whispered as she and Amari chased after him, “Stefan!” She called again, grabbing his arm only for him to shove her off him into the arms of Amari.

“He, he killed her, he killed Zach, Tanner, he turned Vicki. I-” He turned, glancing between them before turning back to walk away. “I have to kill him.

“You can’t do that,” The younger brunette followed him, stopping when Stefan spun around in anger. Amari stood to the side, glancing around and occasionally glancing at the broken-up couple before quickly looking away.

“Why are you trying to save him? Elena, he won’t change! He will never change,” The blond cried, beginning to walk away again with Elena chasing after him, Amari kind of wondering after the pair. Elena huffed clutching his arm again to spin him around, “I’m not trying to save him, I’m saving you.”

“Everywhere I go, pain and death follow, Damon follows.” Stefan shook his head, looking down before looking back up at her. “No more.”

“Stefan, Stefan please, just listen to me,” Elena grabbed his arm again, “Let me be here for you.”

He shook his head, shrugging her off him and waving her off. Staring after him for a second, Elena walked away and into the Grill. Watching Elena walk away, Amari spun around and jogged after Stefan in hopes of catching up to him. After running for a minute, and stopping for a few seconds to breathe, Amari saw him and sped up. “Stef!”

“Bambi, wait, you gotta make this easy for me,” She called, out of breath but still chasing after him. She was more so hopping from one foot to the other than running, but she was trying.

“Stefan!”

“No!” He roared, spinning around and making Amari slip backward onto her butt. She looked up at him, seeing the pain and tears with a hint of regret for causing her to fall. Standing up and wiping her butt, she slowly walks toward him. Noticing him not walking away, she wraps an arm around his waist and the other around his neck tugging him towards her.

He crumbled, his breath leaving in shaky huffs as he buried his face in her neck. His hands reached up to cling to her back as he cried harder. Amari resisted the urge to pat his back, and instead played with his hair.

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dragonsandwolvesohmy · 7 months

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I've looked through 23 pages on FF.Net of OC/Stefan fics, but still can't find this...

OC is part of the Sommers/Gilbert family- I think her mom was Miranda and Jenna's sister, who ran away from Mystic Falls?- and moves to Mystic Falls in the first chapter. Her father was Native American, I think, and left her with a ring/necklace that had to do with wolves. She arrives in season 1, or before it, I think, as she doesn't know Grayson and Miranda died until she gets to the Gilbert house and meets Jenna, Elena, and Jeremy. She moves into the boarding house until she finds her own place, and Stefan is her love interest.

(I think her mother is still alive, remarried to a man OC doesn't like. That's why she left to move to Mystic Falls. Also, I think she drives a truck.)

There was only a few starter chapters, and it wasn't super long...

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seriesxwriting · 3 months

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Interested

Pairing: reader x Stefan Salvatore

Series: tvd, the vampire diaries

Summary: All Stefan keeps talking about is his ex. That’s not what a girl wants to hear her crush talk about.

Warnings: drinking, kissing, I don’t think there’s any swearing but you never know with me.

“Elena Elena Elena” I rolled my eyes flopping onto my bed. Caroline sat at my desk watching me with one eyebrow up. “I can see it’s bothering you” she slowly lowered her eyebrow and put her hands together. I rolled onto my side looking over at her. “It’s all he ever talks about” I sighed making my eyes turn in. “One, don’t do that it freaks me out” Caroline shook her head. “And two” she started as she stood up walking over to the side of the bed. “Look I love you y/n but when it comes to men- you’re flirting isn’t really- the best”.

“Oh so it’s my fault he can’t get over his ex” I sat up straight at a quicker pace than lightning. “No” she snapped at me “I’m just saying Stefan probably doesn’t even know you’re interested, if he did he wouldn’t be talking about other girls” “oh but it’s not just any other girl- it’s Elena, she’s so perfect, she’s so pretty”. Caroline rubbed my arm sympathetically with a tiny smile. “Show him you’re interested, he probably will be too”, “but what if he’s not, what if he really is still in love with her”.

“Then that’s his loss, not yours, you get over him and show him how it’s done” Caroline winked at me perking up slightly. I chewed on my lip thinking about it. “Okay, I’ll up my flirting game” I nodded my head and rubbed my hands together as if I was creating some manipulative plan to kidnap him or end the world. “Atta girl, you’ll see him at the party right, there’s your chance” “Stefans picking me up” I stood up going over to my wardrobe. “Really? He told me he couldn’t drive me because he had plans before it and they might run over” Caroline scrunched her face in deep thought at my blue rug laying on the floor.

“Caroline, focus- what the hell do I wear” I ordered bringing her attention back onto me standing in between hangers upon hangers of clothes. “A dress, what about that white one your mum brought you for your birthday?” She shrugged, her eyes lit up and she snapped her fingers when the idea came to her. “This one?” I questioned pulling it out and holding it over my body. “Yeah wear that, it’s well cute- with the boots you had on when you came to sleep at mine last week” “casual but cute, I like your thinking” I nodded hanging it on my wardrobe door.

“Right babe I better get a move on, I need to be ready for six I’m catching a ride with Elena and Damon” she told me standing up and collecting her stuff putting it in her bag. “Alright care I’ll see you later thanks for everything” I walked over and we embraced each other sighing into one another’s hair. “Chin up, practice some flirting- maybe watch a YouTube video” she offered up as she stepped back. “I’m not doing that!” I sniggered shaking my head. “Your loss” she shrugged giggling silently as she left my room. Leaving me to my own devices.

I pulled the dress down and put it across my body holding it up in front of the mirror. It took me just over an hour to get ready. I had a shower, blow dried and curled my y/h/c hair. Before putting on my outfit. I tried on about five coats to see which one was the best. Eventually I went with a black bomber jacket. And with that the time turned quarter past six, the door bell went off on the dot. So Stefan Salvatore of him. I smiled grabbing my bag and jumping towards my bedroom door knowing who was downstairs. I grasped the handle taking deep breaths composing myself.

I walked down the stairs, my house was empty right now as both parents were away on holiday in England. I wondered to the front door as my heart pounded against my chest. I yanked it open and there he stood with tulips in his hands and the famous Stefan smile. He looked so cute. “H-hi” he stuttered as his eyes dragged down me blatantly. “You look- amazing- stunning- well… beautiful” he stuttered unsure of what word he wanted to use.

“You cleaned up too- are these for me?” I raised my eyebrow at the gesture. “Of course” he smiled passing them across to me. “They’re gorgeous, I can’t believe you brought me flowers” I smiled from ear to ear. “Come in while I buy them in a vase”. My mind raced, why had Stefan brought me flowers, was this a date? No we’re just friends right. I came back out the kitchen and he’d been waiting in the hall. “All ready?” I quizzed grabbing my bag that I’d left on the side. “Yeah, let’s get going” he nodded his head out the door. “Elenas already there”.

“Of course she is” I gave him a fake smile sighing before coldly grabbing the Handel and walking out first. “And Damon and care of course” Stefan told me following me out, though he had to raise his voice a tad because of the distance I’d gone. “Lift the Handel up all the way” I ordered not even turning around. I heard him do as I said before joining me inside the car. “I think we’re all really in need of this bonfire party” Stefan began as he drove off my drive.

“Mm me too, it’s been a stressful few months” “uh huh especially with all the elena stuff going on” Stefan laughed but again my eyes subtly rolled and my stomach sank. Could he go five minutes without mentioning her. “How about we stop talking about Elena for tonight, what better way to get over her than at a party” “oh I’m over her” Stefan chuckled re gripping the steering wheel. “Well a party is definitely in need, never know who we might meet”. “It’s mystic falls everyone knows everyone” Stefan shook his head. We turned into the woodlands where the party was happening.

We could already see the cloud of smoke rising from the fire. The crowd circling round it, chatting and drinking. “Park over there that’s Bonnie’s car” I pointed out but Stefan was already turning into a spot, I noticed Damon’s car being right next to us. “It’s alright this one’s bigger”. Sure it is Stefan sure it is. We both got out and soon made our way towards the people. “Let’s grab drinks first” his hand attached its self to my lower back as we waded through the crowd. I felt my heart pound and it made me relax into him.

We grabbed two beers and by the time we’d turned around elena was running up to us “Stefan! Y/n!” She wrapped her arms around his neck and then did the same to me. “Hey” I answered bluntly with a flick of my hand. “I started to think you two weren’t coming” “we just got- held up” Stefan struggled looking at me, I smiled knowingly and a warm sensation came across me knowing Elena had no idea what we were talking about.

Damon strolled over coming to say hi to us. “Well come on, everyone’s over near the bridge” he nodded his head. “we’ll catch up with you soon” Stefan shrugged answering before I could. Him saying that made me really excited, I wanted it to just be me and him so I could up my flirting game. “Oh come on stef I haven’t seen you in ages no one has apart from y/n, come and catch up with everyone”. His eyes flicker between me and Elena for a second or two. “Alright” he smiled simply and Elena squealed. “Come on then” she grabbed Damon’s wrist and Stefan started following them nodding to me to come with him.

We landed at the group where Bonnie, Tyler, Caroline, Matt and Jeremy were all waiting for us with smiles. We all exchanged hi’s and then jumped into conversation. My excitement was short lived, I loved my friends but I just wanted some alone time with Stefan. Though I wasn’t complaining too much because he didn’t really leave my side the whole night. We stayed in the same position talking, laughing and drinking for most of the night. Though Bonnie and care soon dragged me over to dance and I brought Stefan with me.

“How are you so good at this!” I laughed as Stefan spun me around and pulled me towards him. “I’ve had years of experience” he smiled close to my face. My hand was on his shoulder and the other his bicep while both of his were wrapped around my waist. “Have you always liked dancing?” “When I can dance with someone as pretty as you” he nodded making me smile again. “Stefan- Stefan!”. And just like that our moment was ruined. He pulled away from me and Elena ran through the crowd her eyes were full of tears.

“What’s wrong?�� “Damon’s left- we got into an argument and he stormed off” “what about?” His eyebrow raised “I’ll explain it all to you, can you take me home please?” “I…” Stefan looked at me. “Bonnie will take you home- or you could call a taxi” I offered to Elena. “I know I know- I just really want to talk to you Stefan, you understand me in a different way and im hysterical right now” she wiped her eyes sitting back on her leg. “It’s okay I’ll take you home” he nodded completely pulling away from me now and standing on her side.

She threw her arms around him thanking him. “I’ll see you later y/n” he rubbed my arm before him and Elena left the crowed. I watched them walk all the way over to the car. “I’m sorry girl, she ruined your moment I thought he was going to kiss you then” Caroline came round with her hand on my shoulder. “No- he wasn’t” I shook my head. “He’s not over her, I’m going home” I smiled at her with tears In my eyes. “But he’s coming back for you” Caroline shook her head.

“He’s not care, he’ll be with her all night, I’m calling a taxi” I nodded hugging her before removing myself from the crowd. I waited for the taxi on the main road and it took me promptly home. As soon as I got in my removed the stupid dress and put my pjs on. I thought I was doing alright until I stepped into the kitchen for some water. I saw the flowers. My heart shattered. Tears slowly fell down my face as I realised I was never getting him. He didn’t love me like he loved her. I slid down the wall and took a seat on the kitchen floor.

I didn’t know how long I’d been there crying just staring at the flowers trying to make sense of them. A knock on the door pulled me out of my day dream. I wiped my face and went over to the door. When I pulled it open Stefan stood there. I blinked confused about why he was on my door step. “What do you want?” I asked harshly. Which maybe was a bit mean. “Well- I went back to the party to find you but care said I’d messed up and just kept tutting at me” he struggled still looking a bit confused. “So you came to check on me?”

“You look like you needed someone to check on you, are you crying?”. “No” I answered bluntly moving my eye contact to the ground. Stefan squeezed past me walking into my house and turning into the kitchen. He switched the kettle on and got two cups out while I closed the door. “You just inviting yourself in now?” “Nope you already invited me in once, we’re going to sit down and you’re going to tell me what’s wrong- or what I done wrong”.

“You haven’t done anything wrong Stefan- it’s nobody’s fault” “so why are you talking to me like I’ve done something wrong?” He raised an eyebrow walking towards me. “Because it feels like you have but I know deep down it’s wrong to blame you, you can’t help it” I sighed looking at the floor. “Help what?” He quizzed lifting my chin up with his hand. “That your not over Elena- that you love her more than you’ll ever like me, and that’s not your fault that’s mine- I fell for you at the wrong time and I put my hands up for that and honestly you can’t help who you like and even though it’s not me I shouldn’t blame you for that because…”

“Y/n!” “Stop talking!”. I looked up at him with full eyes. “Let me just finish explaining- I don’t want you to think I’m…” and with that Stefan cut me off by pressing his lips onto mine. “Why are you kissing me?” I whispered against his lips. He kissed me again for a second or two before admitting “I’m interested in you y/n”. Hearing that made me pull him closer to me and make the kiss harder. His hands held my waist close to him. When we eventually pulled away he put his forehead on mine. “If your interest in me why’d you drop me for Elena constantly, why do you always talking about her with me”.

“I don’t drop you for her y/n, she’s delicate and even though we aren’t together I’ll still look out for her, I made her a promise in the same way that she is now my sister in law, she’s family so if she needs me I’ll be there but I will always be back for you y/n- I came back for you tonight”. I bit my lip feeling slightly bad for not thinking about that. “And the reason I’m constantly bringing her up- is because… you reached out to me after the break up and we grew close immediately, I just didn’t want you to go anywhere”.

“That- doesn’t make sense” I shook my head completely confused. “I thought if you thought I was healed you wouldn’t want to see me as regularly because I wouldn’t need you”. “So- you pretended to miss her because you didn’t want me to leave?” “I didn’t think it through- I panicked” he sighed stepping backwards clearly embarrassed that I’d caught onto it. “So- you’re over her?” I looked up at him hopeful.

My eyes sparkled with tears, Stefan took that step back toward me and cupped my face. “Very much so, yes” he nodded in a whisper. “I understand if you don’t believe me- I shouldn’t have done what I did I can’t imagine how it made you feel” he sighed brushing my cheeks with his thumbs. I put my hands around his neck shaking my head. “I believe you Stefan” “you believe that I’m interested in you and you only?”. I nodded my head but couldn’t help the little corner smile.

“That’s what I wanted to see, there’s my girl” he whispered as my smile grew and my cheeks burnt red. “I’m all yours” I whispered running a hand through his hair. “About time”.

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kasagia · 1 year

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Heyy so I read your one shot called together and it made me think of a similar request what if the reader is also elena's younger sister but she never wanted to be a vampire and she used to date stefan in highschool instead of elena like in the imagine but what if she doesn't completely break up with stefan so she and klaus have a secret affair and then one day elena catches them and she ends up kicking her out and it also happens to be the same night stefan learns the truth so he kidnaps her and drives her to wickery bridge like he did with elena in season 3 and ends up turning her in front of klaus when he arrives and then klaus takes her to his mansion and convinces her to feed when she doesn't want to and promises to protect her It would be great if you could write about this<3

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Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x Elena's sister! reader, Stefan Salvatore x Elena's sister! reader Summary: You've been sneaking around with Klaus for several months now, cheating on your boyfriend, Stefan. You feel terrible about it, but you're afraid to break up with Stefan because you don't know how he'll react to it. However, Elena finds out about your little affair. And everything goes to hell. Warning(s): the reader betrays Stefan, death, blood, turning into a vampire, curses, Klaus Mikaelson, etc. Word count: 5,2k

You knew you were doing very wrong and awful thing. You had a sweet, loving boyfriend, Stefan Salvatore, who would do anything to see you happy. You had great friends and family, good grades in school—you were living your teenage dream.

But then you met Klaus Mikaelson.

And you wanted more.

As soon as your eyes met, you felt that shiver of excitement run down your entire body. He too, without knowing why, became interested in you. Y/N Gilbert. The doppelgänger's sister, the girlfriend of Stefan Salvatore, whom the Mystic Gang wanted to protect at all costs from all this supernatural shit.

But then, when Stefan walked over to you and, placing his hand on your waist, led you out of the Mystic Grill under Klaus' watchful eye, you knew your life would never again be the peaceful routine you were used to.

And you were excited about it.

When Elena would have given anything for a normal, peaceful life like yours, you had an overwhelming urge to go on a dangerous adventure. Create amazing, exciting memories. And Klaus noticed it. He noticed how you were suffocating in this structured relationship and in the perfect life of an ordinary man. And he was going to take advantage of it.

In your defense, you resisted him. Really.

You sent back all the ridiculously expensive gifts like dresses, jewelry, a car, and your own horse when he found out you were taking extra riding lessons after school.

So Klaus changed tactics. He started sending you pencil portraits he'd drawn, leaving little notes with compliments and poems he'd written (the guy was amazing at praising your beauty). And you, being forever that girl locked up in the fantasy world of books and appreciating a good old Jane Austen or Brontë sisters book romance, fell into his trap.

So after he courted you, saying so many beautiful words and leaving thousands of small gifts, you gave in to him.

The tension between you must have snapped one day. And it was exactly on your 18th birthday that both your boyfriend and friends forgot about this important day for you. But Klaus remembered. And he took you to fucking Norway so you could see the Northern Lights for yourself. Let's just say the day ended so well for both of you that you made use of Klaus' long-lost villa and stayed there all weekend.

Klaus turned out to be more than willing to keep you in his arms for longer.

It was supposed to be just a one-night stand. One thing he would point out to a vamp getting on his nerves the next time he got a chance. But one night turned into two, three, four, and honestly? Klaus has already lost count of the number of times one of you ended up in the other's bed.

There was something about you that delighted Klaus and drew him to you whenever you were in each other's presence. The worst part was that neither of you could resist this strange force that drew you to each other. Of course, only for you. You didn't want to break your cute boyfriend's heart, but you couldn't resist those gorgeous blue eyes, alluring lips, and talented hands of a powerful, terrifying hybrid that somehow wanted only you in his bed and by his side. Klaus, on the other hand, didn't care about anything other than making sure you were somehow in his presence every day. Whether it was just a few minutes of conversation, lunch, dinner and breakfast, or quick, hot, stolen moments in your bedroom.

The guilt grew inside you every time you were close to Stefan. You swore to yourself that you would sever whatever ties tie you to the hybrid, but every time you saw Klaus, whatever rational decision you made just got lost in your mind.

You were too busy with Klaus' overwhelming feeling on your body to care about anything else in the world.

Over time, your trysts turned into something more. You talked to each other and enjoyed the mere presence of the other without having to do any "adult stuff".

You were starting to feel more than lust for him. And it terrified you. But you were too deeply into Klaus Mikaelson to just walk away from him. To let go forever that feeling of excitement every time you sneaked up on each other and the overwhelming feeling that only a hybrid could make you feel. Klaus has destroyed you for any other man. And you both knew it. Just like the fact that you had control over him too.

And now, lying with him in his bed, snuggling after very long hours of activities, you realized one thing: You fell for the devil, who was sleeping peacefully while holding you close to him.

You shifted slightly in his arms so that you could cup his cheek with your hand. That damn handsome face was the cause of all your moral battles going on within you. Because how could you fall in love with a man who sacrificed your sister in a ritual and nearly killed your aunt Jenna? How could you love someone who threatened to kill your loved ones? And most of all... how, despite his many sins, were you able to still see in him the shadow of humanity that he carefully hid from the world?

"I can almost feel your cerebral convolutions burn out." he muttered, snapping you out of his thoughts. He opened one eye, staring at you searchingly. "What are you thinking about?"

"About you. I feel like I've only been thinking about you lately."

"Is that wrong?" he asked, propping his head up with one hand and playing with your hair with the other.

"I don't know yet." you whispered, staring at him. You could spend the rest of your life like this. Lying next to this captivating 1,000-year-old vampire. The question is, did he share your feelings?

"So let me reassure you and say that you, too, appear in my head more often than I could possibly allow, love. Thinking about those beautiful lips or enchanting eyes has nearly ruined my plans more than once."

"Always so good with words."

"And in many other things, my little human." he murmured, leaning in to cup your lips in a tender, slow kiss.

That's how things were with Klaus: slow, tempting, irritating, until the flame between you, fueled by those little banters, started to grow to the point where you both burned each other. And it was a feeling you never wanted to deprive yourself of. It doesn't matter how unethical and unfair it was to the people close to you.

The ringing of your phone snapped you out of this haze of pleasure. You somehow pushed Klaus away from you and reached for your phone on the nightstand. Elena. You groaned. The last thing you wanted was to talk to your sister.

"Be quiet for a minute, please." you asked the hybrid before you answered the phone. "Elena? What's going on?"

"Where are you?"

"House."

"I'm home and you're nowhere to be found. Where are you?!"

"God, take it easy! You didn't let me finish. I'm at a friend's house." Klaus raised an inquiring eyebrow, smiling and barely holding back a laugh. You punched him lightly in the chest, making him chuckle louder.

"Is it a male laugh? Who are you with? What friend is this?"

"This is Bob! You know Bob from my English class. We were writing an essay together. I told you about him, didn't I?"

"Just go back home. We need to talk." you hung up, staring furiously at the man below you.

"I asked you!" you screamed, hitting the hybrid with your pillow as he burst out laughing at you.

"I'm sorry, love. But you're a terrible liar."

"Well, I'm good enough for Elena to believe me. You should be glad. You won't have a group of angry vampires storming your house." you said, throwing the pillow back into place and laying down next to Klaus again. You could have stolen a few more moments with him before returning to that circus known as your home.

"Love, you know very well that they wouldn't have the slightest chance against me." he bragged, giving you a flick on your nose which made you giggle.

"Yes, yes. You are a stunningly handsome, powerful hybrid that everyone trembles before in fear."

"I know it perfectly well, but you don't know how wonderful it is to hear it from your lips." he murmured, pulling you to him by your chin for another kiss.

"Nik. I have to go home, you've heard by yourself."

"Stay a little longer." he murmured as he kissed the way along your neck and shoulder. "I'll find you an excuse."

"You kidnapped me last week. They won't fall for it for the 5th time."

"That's what you said the last time. And guess what..." he murmured, biting into the sensitive spot under your ear.

Before you got lost in each other again, you pushed him away, straddling him. He didn't care at all, continuing to kiss every inch of your exposed skin.

"I'll come to you in the morning before you're even up. Maybe I'll even skip my class."

"I hold you to your word." he murmured, sucking on a hickey just below your collarbone. You groaned, grabbing his blonde curls. "Now run away. If you're late tomorrow, I'll come get you myself, love."

"I hold you to your word, the mighty hybrid."

~•♤♤♤•~

"Elena, I'm home!" you shouted as you stepped over the threshold. You set your bag down by the entrance, looking around the house for any sign of your sister. "It would be nice if you would answer since you've already brought me here."

You went to the kitchen and poured yourself a glass of juice. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw a note stuck to the fridge.

I went away with Damon for the weekend, Jeremy is staying with a friend tonight. Don't do any parties. Elena.

A whole house to yourself for the night? That could only mean one thing. You took your phone out of your pocket, smiling to yourself.

"Klaus? What are you doing tonight?"

~•♤♤♤•~

"No! Don't even tell me that you did it!" you laughed with the hybrid as he told you about one of his feuds with famous people.

You really wanted to see him throw an apple at Einstein.

"You know me, love. I'm not famous for my angelic patience."

"You are not famous for anything angelic at all."

"We're very brave today, aren't we? You know that teasing the original hybrid is not a good idea." he murmured, cupping my cheek with his hand and caressing my lips with his thumb. "First, you ran away from me sooner than I wanted, and then you told me to come here as fast as I could."

'Aren't you happy to be here?" you asked, putting your hands on his shoulders and playing with his hair.

"I am…" he pulled you to his chest, wrapping his arms around your waist. "But I'm not yet your boyfriend, who you could boss around."

"Yet?" you asked teasingly, raising an eyebrow.

"Yhm... yet." he murmured, catching your lips in a greedy kiss.

You moaned at the familiar, wonderful feeling of his soft lips on yours. You grabbed his necklace and dragged him into the living room with you.

With your wonderful grace, instead of sitting with him on the couch, you tripped over the coffee table. You groaned in pain, breaking the kiss and grabbing your sore leg. You would have fallen if not for your lover's strong arms.

"Fuck." you groaned, knowing full well that soon you'd have a new bruise to add to your collection.

"My clumsy little human. Come here, let me look at your terrible wound." he knelt down in front of you with a smirk, rolling up your trouser leg with unusual delicacy for him.

"Hey! This little human is capable of bringing the most powerful vampire on earth to his knees before her. Don't you dare underestimate me."

"Never, love." he murmured, before putting his lips to the spot you hit, making you shiver as soon as his plump lips made contact with your skin.

"I can kiss it better, but we both know that my blood is more effective."

"No! Only humans ways." you screamed in a panic. Klaus' wounded face quickly made you feel remorse for your sudden outburst. It wasn't his fault that you didn't want anything to do with the supernatural, and you certainly didn't want to take the risk of having vampire blood in your system. Typically, such a person ended up dead, waiting for his transformation. Even though your lover and boyfriend were vampires, eternity wasn't for you. "But it would be great if you took me to my bedroom."

"I don't think you're so hurt that you can't move on your own, love." he said with an amused smirk.

"That's because you've been invulnerable for a thousand years. You don't even know what a life-threatening condition I'm in right now. The only cure is my comfortable bed and your warm arms around me."

"Well, then I have to make sure my favorite human survives." he took you in his arms, laughing at how quickly you wrapped your hands around him.

With the skill of stealth practiced over months, he went straight to your room. Even knowing that no one but you is at home. It's just that both of you are used to hiding from the eyes of your friends and his family by now.

From the scowl on Klaus' face as soon as you entered the room, you could tell he looked again at the photo (of you and Stefan kissing) on your nightstand that he hated.

"You should burn it." he grunted, setting you down on the bed and standing tense in front of you, obviously not going to join you.

"It's a picture of me and my boyfriend. If he suddenly disappears, Elena and gang might get suspicious."

"Next time Kol and I fight them in here, I'll make sure it lands in the fireplace."

"Mr. Mikaelson... are you jealous?" you asked with a mischievous smirk, pulling him to you so that he was straddling you.

"No." he murmured as he kissed you and knocked the photo frame onto the carpet with one hand. "We both know who you really belong to. And one day, when you pluck up the courage to drop our ripper... I'd be happy to tell him what I've been doing with his sweet, tempting, resourceful girlfriend." he bit your neck, making you moan as he grabbed his shoulders. "And believe me, love, I'll tell him about all the beautiful sounds you made for me."

"Nik..." you moaned, grabbed his hair, and pulled him into another desperate kiss.

Too lost in each other's touch, lips, and scent, you didn't notice that someone had entered the house until your room door opened.

"Y/N you can't even imagine what Damon did. Y/N?!" your sister screamed as soon as she saw you making out with her worst enemy. "What are you doing?! And with him?! You're dating Stefan!"

"You want me to leave you two alone?" he asked, not bothering with the angry brunette. He watched you with obvious concern in his blue eyes as you tried to control your horror at the romance being wasted.

And by whom! Months of careful hiding, only to be discovered by Elena.

"Yes! Get out of here, Klaus!" your sister screamed, trying to push him out of the room, to which the hybrid didn't react at all. He just stared at you, waiting patiently for your response.

"It's okay. You can go. I'll call you later." you assured him with a gentle smile. Klaus stared at you unconvinced for a moment, but finally nodded and left, not forgetting to kiss you on the forehead and shoot Elena a murderous glare.

You sighed as the hybrid left the room. You knew you could feel completely safe with him when you were alone. But with the equally furious (and impetuous) Elena in the same room? Hell would break loose. And you doubted your sister would be lucky enough to survive this time.

"What the hell was that?! Do you have any idea what you're even doing?! YOU'RE CHEATING ON STEFAN! And with who?! The original who nearly killed me and Jenna!"

"Are you finished? Close the door behind you, you're making a draft."

"Is that what you meant? Were you trying to make me mad by making out with him in our house? You could at least spare Stefan the embarrassment and break up with him before you fucked Klaus like a whore."

"Really? Are you trying to make this about yourself? God, you're more fucked up than me, Elena. At least I don't put myself at the center of the damn universe."

"You're cheating on Stefan, you really don't see that as a problem Y/N?!"

"Well, you and Caroline have been drooling over him ever since he got here. He'll probably find comfort in either of you pretty quickly. I doubt he's particularly grieving for me." you tried your best to lie to Elena, but the truth was, you were afraid of Stefan's reaction.

Lately, Salvatore has been flooding you with various date propositions, texts, and phone calls. At one point, Klaus threw your phone out the window because you couldn't focus on him. He got a huge, angry lecture from you, and from then on, he allowed you a short text to dismiss your boyfriend while you were with a hybrid. But you knew you couldn't hide the truth any longer. It hadn't been fair to him from the very beginning of this secret, forbidden affair with Klaus.

"You know what. I'm sick of you, Y/N. Get out of here."

"What?"

"Get out of here. Maybe Klaus will take you in. Honestly? I don't care. You don't deserve an ounce of attention. Not after what you've done."

You gave her an incredulous look. You shook your head in amusement, laughing as you passed a very serious and pissed off brunette.

You didn't want to make your sister (and yourself) any more angry. So without saying a word, you just took your car keys, wallet, and phone and left the house.

You dialed Klaus' number in the car. You patiently waited for him to pick up as you drove out of downtown Mystic Falls and headed towards his mansion. You were hoping he'd put you up for the night until you found a way out of this sick situation.

You knew that your cheating on Stefan with Klaus was a huge blow to the younger Salvatore, something he didn't deserve at all, but Elena overreacted by kicking you out of the house. It was just between you and Stefan (and maybe also Nik). Your sister had no right to make such a drama linking your falling in love with Klaus to wanting to throw her off balance. It wasn't your fault that most of the hot guys wanted to kill her.

"Hello, love. Is everything okay? You looked quite terrified when I left. Are you sure that you don't want me to come to you? I can always get in by a window..."

"No. Actually, I'm on my way to your house. Will you have any free beds for me?"

"We both know that my bed is the most comfortable and sufficient for the two of us, love."

You were about to say something funny to his taunt, but suddenly something jumped out in front of your car. You screamed, trying to swerve and avoid the thing, but you ran straight into a tree. After that, there was only darkness.

~•♤♤♤•~

The first thing you felt when he regained consciousness was blood slowly trickling down the side of your head. You groaned, pressing your hand to the bleeding wound.

Surprisingly, the first thing that popped into your mind after the accident was not to check your health. You were worried that Klaus panicked upon hearing you hit a tree over the phone, probably smashing your car. You could only think about Klaus... at least before you noticed you were still in the car.

"Finally you woke up. I was afraid you crashed into that tree so hard that you died before I planned it." your head shot towards the driver's seat, where your boyfriend's voice was coming from. You groaned as you made a sudden move.

"Stefan?" you asked in surprise as your eyes widened. Wait... dead? He wants my death? You looked around in panic, realizing that the vampire had tied you to the chair.

"Did you forget about me? I heard from Elena that you found yourself a new boyfriend. Klaus, really? I didn't expect you to stoop so low."

"Well, I couldn't go any lower after dating you anyway." you said, coughing up blood.

"I gave you some of my blood so our fun wouldn't end too soon. I also invited Klaus. He'll be sitting in the front row, watching you slowly die, suffocating underwater." the speedometer showed 180 km/h. And Stefan was just accelerating. Your heart beat faster in panic as you tried to find a way out of this situation. Preferable one that doesn't include your drowning.

He must have switched off his humanity the moment Elena gave him the fucking good news. That's why you were afraid to tell Stefan about it. You didn't want his "dark side" to go outside to play. And now you were paying a fair price for your many lies. You were just fucking hoping that Elena would feel a hell of a lot of guilt when you died.

"Stefan. Listen. I know I cheated on you and did the worst possible thing to you by hiding in corners with Klaus and still giving you hope. I should have broken up with you the moment things started happening between me and Klaus, but I didn't. And no apologies from me can make up for that, and you have every right to be mad at me, angry, crazy. But if you kill me now, you'll never forgive yourself. You know I'm not going to become a vampire; I'm going to die the moment this car goes down in the water. Are you ready to have one more innocent soul on your conscience, ripper?" you asked in a broken voice, fearing for your life. It wasn't supposed to end like this.

"That's the thing, Y/N. I don't care anymore."

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw us drive onto that famous bridge, where he saved your and your sister's lives. How ironic that your life was to end in exactly the same place and by the same man who had saved it there earlier.

You closed your eyes, preparing yourself to fall, when suddenly Stefan stopped the car. You opened your eyes, sighing in relief.

Nik.

Klaus came to save you.

"This is probably the moment you should run away while you still have your head on your shoulders!"

Stefan pulled you out of the car by your hair, his hand on your back dangerously close to your heart. He stopped a few steps in front of Klaus, who looked surprisingly calm for him. At least for someone who doesn't know him. You could see fear and anxiety in his eyes, the way he gently clenched his jaw, and the stance he assumed.

"I think this time I'm the one with the advantage." you groaned in pain as he dug his hand into your side. You felt blood start to trickle from your new wound, staining your already bloody and torn shirt. The hybrid wanted to move, but suddenly ran into some invisible barrier. Bonnie must have cast a spell on him. Klaus growled a warning as Stefan's fangs were dangerously close to your neck. "One wrong move, and I'll do my ripper trick on your new toy, Klaus."

"Let her go. It's me you hate. You want revenge on me, not on her."

"You both deserve to be punished. Whatever I do with her, I'll get revenge on you in the process. You care so much about her, Klaus? A weak man who wants to live a gray, boring life? You'd get bored with her eventually. Actually, I'm giving you a beautiful gift. With her death, she will become a vampire. All you'll have to do to transform her is to pour blood down her throat. And believe me, Y/N, your lovely Klaus will rather make you end the transition than let you die."

You couldn't cry. You promised yourself that your fast heartbeat and trembling would be the only signs of fear that Stefan would notice.

"If you don't let her go now, I'll kill everyone and everything…" you didn't hear the rest as your neck was broken like a twig under Stefan's hands. And your body fell to the ground with Klaus' loud scream.

~•♤♤♤•~

Coming back to life after death should be a dramatic, suspenseful, and overall poignant moment. In your case, it was like waking up after a very long nap (probably after some big party, judging from your headache).

"Y/N!" Klaus' worried gasp reached your ears the moment you moved slightly.

You groaned as the light from the bedside lamp in his room illuminated you. Klaus' bedroom. He had to move you here after Stefan broke your neck. Salavtore broke your neck. You must be in a transition process.

"Nik?"

"I'm here, love. I'm not going anywhere. You're safe. My siblings are chasing the Salvatores and their gang all over town. I'll make sure none of them ever hurt you again." he murmured, kissing your forehead and pulling you closer to him. "I swear to you, you'll never have to be afraid of anyone again."

"Niklaus." somehow you managed to break free from the clingy hybrid's arms and sit on his bed. You clutched your head as the world around you began to spin. Klaus' warm hand cupped yours, anchoring you. After a while, everything stopped. It was just you, breathing heavily with a very worried 1000-year-old vampire by your side. "I can't stay with you. I... I can't be a vampire." you whispered as tears began to fill your eyes and all the stress from tonight began to turn into a terrifying panic.

"Love..." his pained look only intensified your despair and tears.

"No. Nik I-I can't live forever. I can't feed on the blood of innocent people... I... I don't want to die." you clung to him, crying into his chest like a little child.

You felt one of his hands wrap around your waist, placing you on his lap, and the other soothingly combing your hair.

"Shhh.. you don't have to be afraid, love. I'll be there for you, whatever you decide—even if these are your last hours. I'm not going to leave you alone. I don't want to convince you of anything, but if you decide that forever doesn't seem like such a bad idea, just know that I'll make sure you're not going through this on your own. I will help you control hunger, deal with overwhelming emotions. I can even steal blood from hospitals, hunt squirrels, or give you my own." you burst out laughing, imagining him running around the woods looking for squirrels. Klaus smiled at your laugh. He wiped the tears from your cheek with his thumb, looking at your tear-stained, snotty, and reddened face with great tenderness. "Being a vampire doesn't have to be so terrible. You have the whole world in front of you. And with me by your side? I'll make sure that you enjoy every second of your eternity. Only if you want it."

"What if I turn out to be a ripper like Stefan? Or my character will change completely, and you won't want me anymore? What if my darkness dominates and destroys my humanity?"

"I'll always love you, Y/N. Nothing can change that. If you end transition, I'll keep an eye on you. I won't let any of the things you're worried about happen. You have my word. You're everything that matters to me." you decided not to bring up the fact that he had just confessed his true feelings to you for now and instead buried your head between his neck and shoulder.

"Don't say that line. I only associate it with Elijah." you whispered with a smile, inhaling his scent, which brought you calm and safety.

"I could have predicted you'd focus solely on that sentence." he snorted indignantly, placing a kiss on your temple.

You sat there in silence for a while, hugging each other and soaking up each other's warmth. Klaus was drawing patterns on the exposed skin of your arm. Only now did you notice that he had changed you into his clothes. A strange feeling flooded your chest, warming your already flushed cheeks.

A persistent thought in the back of your mind snapped you out of this sweet moment between you two. You could have it forever. His arms around you. His lips on yours. His whispers in your ear. It could all be yours for eternity.

And maybe you didn't want to be a vampire. Maybe you wanted to live a normal life before, with your family, children, husband, boring job, and terrible boss. But now that Klaus has offered his eternal protection and affection?

You were too covetous to let him go. Too greedy for his affection and devotion to follow your beliefs. And so you have (willingly) gone against yourself since the beginning of this relationship. So what bad could happen this time? At least you'd be still alive.

"Okay." his intent gaze moved from your skin to your eyes, raising an eyebrow questioningly. "You've stuck with me. I'm gonna feed."

"Are you sure, Y/N?" he turned you around in his arms so that he could look at your face, searching for even an ounce of hesitation and uncertainty.

"Yes. After all, someone has to make sure you don't kill them all before they get what they're due. You are not famous for your patience."

"We will punish them. Together." he said, handing you the already prepared bag of blood from his nightstand. 0 Rh-. His favourite. You felt the hunger overwhelm you.

"Together." you agreed, taking the sack and groaning while sucking on all its contents. Klaus interrupted you from time to time, wanting you to slow down.

As you pulled away, Klaus took the empty bag from your hands, throwing it behind him. He gently stroked your cheek with his thumb, watching with fascination the changes slowly taking place in you. He couldn't wait to introduce you to his world.

"For always and forever." he murmured as he slid the daylight ring on your finger. You smiled as you saw the initials of your name and his surname carved into the lapis lazuli stone.

The son of a bitch must have been prepared for this a long time ago.

"For awlays and forever." you promised, sealing your fate by placing a fervent kiss on his lips.

From then on, you were a proud member of the Mikaelson family. And honestly? You haven't regretted your decision for even one second.

Certainly not when you both took your revenge. Or when Klaus proposed to you the right way. Or when you got married. Not for a brief moment of your eternity together.

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PROLOGUE

FATAL ATTRACTION - a stiles stilinski story

summary: Sera Salvatore moved to Beacon Hills for a break from the supernatural. But her life was once again turned upside down when she and her two best friends get thrown head first into a world of werewolves and mystery. But it’s hard for her to protect her friends when a single werewolf bite is what could kill her for good…

WARNINGS: mentions of blood

a/n: this is just the intro ! future parts will be longer, that’s where the story really begins ;)

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Beacon Hills was supposed to be a sanctuary from all things supernatural.

After what felt like over a century (because it was), Sera Salvatore needed a break.

Which was admittedly a little hypocritical considering she herself was a vampire, but she was desperate for an escape from all the drama and chaos that her family - namely her brothers - had brought to Mystic Falls. So she decided to start afresh, again.

After only one year of living back in her hometown, she picked up and went to the furthest most point in the continental United States, which just so happened to land her here. From Georgia, all the way to sunny California. It would be a nice change.

She was fortunate enough that she could pass as quite young whenever she settled in a new place. With the help of makeup, clothing, and a healthy amount of dishonesty she managed to blend into freshman year at Beacon Hills High without anyone even batting an eye.

It was now one year ago today that she had started her first day, which turned out to be a breeze.

January 3rd, 2010

“You’re humiliating,” I expressed my annoyance flatly as I stood by the door, waiting for my brother to let go of my jacket that he had been straightening before I left the house.

He patted my shoulder with a motherly smile as if he was sending his child off to kindergarten, then took a step back to play the role further.

“Have you got everything?” he asked as he nodded to my bag.

I let out a breathy chuckle. I didn’t hate him as much as I let on… mostly.

“I packed you a blood bag for lunch,” he continued, that smirk of his right at home on his smug face - never a dull moment.

My hand reached for my keys on the side table as I walked backward towards the door, shaking my head to stop my lips from forming a smile of their own. “How thoughtful,” I retorted sarcastically.

But just as I was about to step outside I stopped to say one last thing, “Thanks for helping me move in and all,” my tone was much more genuine than it typically was when speaking to him, but I really was grateful.

Moving across the country would’ve been infinitely harder without his company on the road, and without being able to play the little sister card and sit back while he does the heavy lifting. But… and I would never admit it… but even now, starting a new school was just as scary as it always has been and a part of me liked that I had my big brother there to see me off.

I quickly cut our sappy little chat short with another comment, “But, I expect you to be gone when I get home.” I arched an eyebrow and pointed a finger at him.

He was definitely the fun brother, but with fun comes impulsivity - a trait that must be genetic, and must have skipped my twin - and with impulsivity comes a long string of ‘animal attacks’. And that was exactly the drama in question that I wanted to escape, so I had brought along a surplus of blood bags to hold me until I found a more permanent solution.

He held his hands up in surrender, “I’ll be out within the hour.”

“Okay. I’ll see ya,” I said finally as I stepped outside, hiding from the brisk winter cold in the confines of my leather jacket.

My words were met with another smile and a nod from my brother before he spoke again. “Tell me how it went when you’re home.” The protective mother was back. But this time, it wasn’t just a joke, he was lucky we had no witnesses since he’d hate to ruin his tough-guy persona.

I almost laughed at him again, but I didn’t. As humans me and my brothers were incredibly close, but over time that faded. Me and our other brother never really settled that, but over the past year back in Mystic Falls me and the eldest fell back into old patterns.

“I will,” I gave in with a joking eye-roll. “Bye Damon,” I waved his way.

“Bye Seffie,” he returned, getting a kick out of my suddenly sour face.

Seffie. A nickname he saddled me with at the age of 4 and has stuck with me ever since. But my real name was a mouthful, so I chose to go by Sera - a fact Damon will insist on disregarding for the rest of our eternal lives.

As I walked away my once friendly hand gesture turned into a middle finger as I heard him laugh behind me and shut the door as I made my way to my new school.

The moment I stepped foot in the doors I noticed some heads turn, some overheard whispers from passers-by that fuelled my ego just that bit more as I walked up to reception and signed in.

First-period English went smoothly, then it was History which ironically was focused on the confederacy (not me and my siblings' proudest fight). And it was safe to say the teacher was thoroughly impressed with my knowledge on the subject, little did he know I quite literally lived it.

But after class was when my day took a turn.

“1076, 1076,” I repeated under my breath as I went to scour the halls for my new locker, but the break rush made my search all the more difficult with what felt like a million people charging around.

But finally, I seemed to be in luck as I read the numbers to my right; 1080, 1079, 1078, 1077, and…

Crash.

I took a deep breath and a frustrated sigh at the smug-faced, blond jock who had just practically booked it into my side, knocking all of my books out of my hands, and causing me to jump at the deafening sound of them hitting the tile floor. ‘Great,’ I thought satirically. The prick didn’t even bother to look back! Let alone be kind enough to help me pick them back up again.

But someone else did. In fact, two other boys seemed to have played witness and immediately came scrambling up to my side.

“Hey, uh-” the one with darker features and a crooked jawline, giving him a somewhat goofy smile stuttered, stopping after his friend who stood politely next to him not-so-subtly jabbed him in the side with his elbow, causing him to bring a hand to it and shoot his friend a glare.

“What he meant to say was, do you want a hand with that?” The slightly taller friend with the buzzed brown hair asked after his friend's failure to do so.

I could do nothing but laugh slightly at both of their clear excitement and reply with a smile, “I’d love one.”

Picking up books was a simple task that I most definitely could’ve done myself in probably half the time, but nothing compared to watching them both drop to the floor and bat at each other's hands in a frantic competition to ‘help the most.’ My smile grew wider and I brought a hand up to rest on my forehead. This was already a refreshing change since none of the boys back home would have ever done the same.

Soon, they both stood back up in front of me, proud looks on both of their faces as they put the books in my open locker for me.

“Thank you,” I chuckled in response.

“No problem,” the more hyper one added before quickly speaking again at a constant, lightning pace. “I’m Stiles, by the way,” he gestured to himself, “and this is my buddy, Scott,” his hand moved over to pat the other boy on the shoulder.

“Nice to meet you, Stiles and Scott,” I nodded back at them, still trying to bite back an amused grin, “I’m Sera.”

“You’re new here right?” Scott spoke again with an innocent look of pure curiosity.

I put my hands together behind my back and rocked on my heels slightly, “Mhm, started this morning,” a somewhat nervous chuckle left my lips, which the one called Stiles seemed to pick up on because he quickly interjected.

“I mean, we’d be happy to show you ‘round if you wanna hang with us,” he offered, a hopeful shrug on his shoulders and a pout on his lips.

“Wouldn’t we, Scott,” he then batted the back of his hand against his friend’s arm, glaring at him to respond.

Scott quickly blinked and nodded rapidly, “Oh, yeah, of course.”

I bit my lip in contemplation, they did seem awfully nice. “I’d love to, but I’ve gotta go to the office quickly, but maybe I’ll catch up with you guys later,” my counter seemed to be accepted without a second thought as I studied their expressions.

When I stepped backward I noticed how they didn’t leave just yet, so I said, “Bye boys, I’ll see you around,” with a small wiggle of my fingers as a wave.

“See you around, Sera,” Stiles repeated as he and Scott both mimicked my step back, his hand raising up to do a little salute before we turned our backs to each other.

I could not help the quiet giggle that escaped my mouth after I was out of their eyeline, but I also could not help but hear what they were saying to each other down the hall.

“Why the fuck did you salute?” Scott whispered, hitting Stiles back in retaliation for earlier.

“I- I don’t know, okay?” Stiles replied slightly panicked.

My smile grew. What idiots.

As for the conversation with the receptionist, it went smoothly with a little help from my immaculate ‘people skills’.

“I’m sorry but we insist on transcripts. And your immunisation records seem to be missing,” the lady said, peering over her glasses as she looked through my files.

My sigh was followed by me leaning forward, looking into her eyes as I watched her pupils dilate - she just had to make this more difficult.

“Please look again, I’m sure you’ll find everything you’re looking for.” A proud smirk laced my lips as she did exactly that, nodding and sending me on my way. Too easy.

During lunch, I did end up joining the boys at their table, taking a seat next to Stiles and definitely not missing the wide-eyed look he gave to Scott, along with his stuttered breath as I leaned over him to reach my pen that had rolled across the table.

The portrayal of vampires in Twilight had always annoyed me due to its incredible inaccuracy, but it was beyond amusing how easy it was for me to read their minds, even without special powers.

That day had ended with new numbers in everyone’s phones and Sera scoring a new ride to school and back every day in her new friend’s beaten-up old Jeep (which she thought had enough charm to distract from the deafening sound it made when running).

And from that moment forward, the three were inseparable.

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People We Met In Supermarkets pt 1- 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 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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mikaelsonincorrectquotes · 3 months

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Damon: Hello all, it is I, your favorite person.

Stefan: Actually, Y/n is my favourite.

Damon: Okay then, it is I, that bitch.

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ummm-okay · 5 months

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haunted is now published!!!

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oc x stefan salvatore

#the vampire diaries #vampire diaries #stefan salavatore x reader #stefan salvatore x oc #stefan salvatore #margot jordan #stefan salvatore x margot jordan #haunted

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honeybear-yammy · 2 years

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Innocence

Warnings: cursing, smut, fingering, oral sex

Pairings: Stefan Salvatore x Female Vampire Reader

Summary: In which Y/N had never done anything sexual before but she wants to so, Stefan decides to start off small.

Prompts: "I think that's the first time I've ever herd you moan like that... it was like a fucking melody."

You had walked into Stefan's room to talk to him. He was sitting on his bed reading a book as usual. You sat down beside him on the bed and he noticed so he put his book away and smiled.

"Hey baby." He said with a smile.

"Hi Stef.." You said nervously. He noticed the nervous tone to your voice and he tilted his head confused.

"What's wrong baby?" He asked.

"I- well.. it's embarrassing." You mumbled.

"Well, you know you can tell me anything. I would never ever judge you baby." Stefan said.

"I know.." You said.

"But if you also don't feel ready to talk about it that's okay too." He said. He was honestly so fucking sweet and understanding. You were so lucky to be able to be with Stefan Salvatore.

"No, no.. I do want to tell you." You said.

"Okay, what is it Y/N?" He asked.

"Well... it's just that... you know how I'm well.. really innocent when it comes to sexual stuff right?" You asked.

"Yeah." He said with a nod.

"Well, it's just that... since I am so innocent I have never actually had sex before.." You said.

"Wait, so you're embarrassed about being a virgin?" Stefan asked.

"Well... yeah..." You said with a nod.

"Baby.." He said as he reached out and held your hand. "You don't have to be embarrassed about being a virgin. Everyone loses their virginity at different ages and it's good to wait for the right person. It's not something you want to rush." He said.

"I know.. but I think I'm ready.." You said sounding a little unsure.

"You think?" He asked confused.

"Well it's just.. I know for sure that you are the man I want to lose my virginity to but, I don't know.." You said with a sigh.

"Well, do you feel like your ready to so something sexual but, you don't feel like going all in and doing it all?" He asked.

"Well.. yeah." You said with a nod. Stefan sat there for a moment thinking of ways that he could help you out and then he got an idea.

"Well, I have an idea." He said.

"Okay, what is it?" You asked.

"What if we start you off with something small first. Something just for your pleasure and no one else's." He said. You sat there and thought about it for a few minutes and then came to a decision.

"Okay, I'm comfortable with that idea and I want to do it." You said.

"Okay, when do you want to do it?" He asked.

"How about now?" You asked with a small giggle.

"I'm okay with that." Stefan said with a smirk. You giggled as he leaned in and kissed you. You laid down on the bed, resting your head back on the pillow. He hovered over you and then kissed you again passionately.

He tapped your thigh, signaling to you to raise your hips. You did so and he slid your panties off your body. He pushed up the skirt of your dress and then spread your legs widely. Before he got started he looked up at you again.

"You're sure you want to do this?" He asked.

"I'm sure." You said with a gentle smile and a nod. Stefan nodded and then he licked a long strip up your folds. You gasped and jumped a little at the feeling. He smirked a little at your reaction before diving right in.

He flicked and sucked on your clit while his fingers teased your pussy making you whine. He then stopped sucking on your clit. He sat up and put two of his fingers to your lips. You opened your mouth and he inserted his fingers into your mouth.

"Suck." He said. You did as he asked and sucked on his fingers for a moment before he took them away. He then got back down to your pussy and spread your legs out again. He then slowly inserted two fingers into your tight hole.

You gasped and jumped a little at the feeling. He then slowly thrusted his fingers into you. He started off slow so you could adjust to the feeling. After a few minutes you were now adjusted to the feeling and honestly, you fucking loved the feeling.

He noticed and he began to thrust his fingers into you faster and he also began to suck on your bud once again. You gasped and moaned out loudly at the pleasure you were feeling currently. He slowed down his fingers and stopped sucking on your clit before looking up at you.

"I think that's the first time I've ever herd you moan... it was like a fucking melody." He said. You blushed a little at what he said and he just smirked and then went back to sucking on your clit and he once again picked up the pace of his fingers.

You moaned out and arched your back off the bed. You were so glad that Stefan was the one you wanted to do all this stuff with and damn was he ever fucking good in bed. You felt a knot begin to grow in your stomach and you clenched around his fingers.

"I- I think I'm gonna cum!" You moaned out.

"Come on, cum for me princess." He said against your pussy as he fucked you with his fingers faster and faster. With that you threw your head back and your legs began to tremble as you had your first orgasm. You came hard on his fingers and tongue.

Stefan sat up with a smirk and sucked your juices off of his fingers. You bit your lip as you watched him.

"God that was fucking amazing." You said with a giggle, catching your breath.

"It really was, you taste fucking amazing." He said as he laid down beside you. You rolled over to him and rested your head on his chest. He held you close.

"I'm so glad that I waited to do this. I wouldn't want to do this with anyone else but you." You said.

"I'm glad I got to do this for you." He said.

"Maybe tomorrow or some time this week you could teach me how to give you pleasure?" You asked innocently and looked up at him.

"If that's what you want." He said with a chuckle. You smiled and nodded and then rested your head back on his chest.

"I love you Stefan." You said.

"I love you too Y/N." He said and kissed your head. Then the two of you fell asleep curled up in eachother arms.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

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Compulsion and Fibbing (Chapter 12)

Book Title: Widowed Willow Warnings: Compulsion and Lying to friends DO NOT REPOST MY CONTENT! YOU MAY REBLOG BUT DON'T REPOST! Story Masterlist | Previous Part | Next Part

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Ignoring Stefan, Amari walked into the house, glancing around before jogging up the stairs and following the wails towards Jeremy's room. Inside his room, she saw Elena sitting at the head of the bed with Jeremy's head on her lap. She spent the entire time comforting him, watching the girl he loved die at the hands of his sister's boyfriend. Amari understood Stefan killed Vicki to save her life, she was clouded with blood lust and couldn't control herself. If she hadn't attacked Jeremy or herself, it would've been an innocent person's death instead.

Amari nodded to Elena, letting her leave to get more tissues and blankets. She sat next to Jeremy cradling his head to her chest, running her hand through his hair. "I know it hurts, Jeremy. I know the pain will always be there but it’ll get better, eventually."

"I can help with that," Amari cocked her head to the side, staring at Damon as he walked in. She watched him compel Jeremy, Vicki had left town and he shouldn't look for her or worry about her.

Amari walks downstairs and outside she sits on the steps of the porch. A part of her wished she could forget everything that happened since meeting the Salvatore brothers. The other part knowing that since meeting Stefan and Michelle, things have been better. Elena was happy with Stefan, she was learning it's ok to be happy without her parents. Amari stopped shutting people out and though she still had a crush on him, she was happy just being Stefan's friend.

Ignoring Stefan and Elena, Amari waved Damon goodbye before jogging up the stairs and into her room. She needed time and space away from vampire problems.

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The following day, Amari sat in an interrogation room with Sheriff Forbes sitting across from her. She and Elena were called to the police station along with Stefan, Matt, and Jeremy for questioning about Vicki Donovan's disappearance.

"Where did Vicki say she was going?"

Amari shrugged her shoulders, "She didn't."

Elizabeth tilted her head, watching for signs of deceit, "Did she tell her brother where she was going?"

Again, Amari shrugged her shoulders, "How would I know? Matt told me Jeremy told him that Vicki was leaving town."

"Hmm, why did you and Elena ask Stefan Salvatore to get involved?" Sheriff Forbes questioned eyeing the dark-skinned girl. The teenager sighed running her hand through her hair and answered, "We thought if he was helping Vicki, he was helping out our brother."

"Any signs of aggression or violence?" Sheriff Forbes asked, Amari, shook her head ignoring the memory of Vicki attacking her the night before, "Nope."

Liz nodded her head in acknowledgment as she leaned forward on the table. "So you believe that Vicki really has left town?"

Amari stayed silent for a moment, fanning the act of thinking before answering, "I think she'll be back at some point, just like Ms. Kelly."

Elizabeth nodded, thinking back to the times the woman would randomly disappear before reappearing because she needed something. Standing up she patted Amari's shoulder, "Thank you for answering, you can go now."

Walking out of the room she spotted her family waiting for her. Elena immediately looked over, standing to hug her before the four of them left the station.

"I hate police stations," Amari groaned, ignoring the snort from Jeremy. "Yeah 'cause you got chased down the road and into the neighborhood. Mom was so mad at you for breaking her plant stand."

Hitting Jeremy to the best of her ability, with Elena still holding onto her arm, Amari scoffs "I did what I had to do, the police officer didn't like it, but his wife loved it."

The four of them laughed while walking towards Amari's truck, only for Amari and Elena's smiles to vanish spotting Stefan leaning against the car.

“Can you give us a minute," the brunette asked, with a small unsure smile.

"You sure?" Amari asked causing Elena to shake her head. Amari wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her in and kissing her temple. "Want me to talk to him?"

Elena's whisper of 'yes' Amari let her go, watching her get in the car with Jeremy and Jenna before turning to Stefan with a glare.

"She doesn't wanna talk to you, give her time and then talk to her," She shifts, leaning to the side and examining her nails. "She'll come to your place or ask you to come over to hers. But don't just show up everywhere we go, we'll think you're stalking us."

"Amari please," Stefan asked, voice barely a whisper. Amari sighed, reaching forward and hugging him close, "It'll be ok, I promise. Just, I don't know, give us time."

Leaning back, she cupped his face, "Okay?"

Ruffling his hair in reward for his nod in agreement, Amari turns and hops in the truck's passenger seat. Immediately pulling off, silently thanking Jenna for starting the car already.

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Now at home, Amari lay across the couch with her legs on Elena’s lap and Elena on her phone while Amari sketches. They heard someone walking towards them before a body plopped next to them on the couch, “Logan dumped me.”

“Logan’s an idiot,” Amari sighed in frustration, tilting her sketchpad to shade the hair of her drawing. Jenna whined, curling up so she could face her nieces, “He sent me an email, something like ‘I’m leaving town, see ya.”

Elena scoffs glancing at Jenna in disbelief, “He sent you an email? What is he? 60?”

“Can you guys keep it down please?”

The girls look over in surprise, Jeremy sits at the kitchen table his brows furrowed in concentration. Sharing a glance with the younger girls, Jenna precautioned “What’re you doing?”

“You sound scared,” Jeremy teased, glancing back at the three girls he calls family before turning back to his work.

“To be fair, last time you were this focused you almost shot me in the ass with a toilet plunger,” Amari grumbled, ignoring the snort from Elena. Jeremy held up a piece of paper, “I’m doing my homework, though I might find a way to shoot you with a plunger again..”

“Please don’t-” Amari throws herself off the couch, walking towards Jeremy to snatch the paper out of his hand, “Wait, since when do you do homework?”

“I’m super behind and have a quiz tomorrow,” Jeremy huffs, handing his older friend another paper, before continuing the current assignment. She checks over his work, half listening to Jeremy half wondering why he didn’t just do the work before. She turns to check the work assignment he’s on now, righting down the wrong questions on a scratch sheet of paper.

The girls left on the couch glance between the brunette boy and taller brunette girl, before loudly whispering, “What do you think? Aliens?”

Elena shrugs, softly grinning in amusement at her Aunt, “They were taken in their sleep.”

Jeremy sighed as he switched papers with Amari, correcting one of his problems before sending a fake smile towards the other girls, “They can hear you.”

Elena hums in thought, it was strange seeing Jeremy focused on his work and not doing drugs. He acted like the old him, before the accident. Maybe having Damon compel him was a better idea than she thought, though it would be the last time.

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“Wakey wakey, little Mari,” Bonnie whispered, quietly opening the door to her room and walking in cautious of the pencils and paints on the floor. Glancing up she sees Elena’s arm hanging off the edge of the bed, Amari spooning her with her head in the shorter girl’s neck. Pulling out her phone, Bonnie quickly takes a picture sending it to Caroline and Michelle before walking toward the bed.

She yanks the covers only for them to be yanked back by Amari. The pair have a tug-a-war before Bonnie lands on the floor with a thud after Amari releases the blankets. The younger dark-skinned girl glares up at her giggling friends before giving them an expectant look and asking, “Why haven’t you guys called me back?”

“I needed to clear my head, so I cleansed myself from my phone.” Amari shrugged, pulling Bonnie onto the bed so she sits between Amari and Elena. She really did want to clear her mind, but she didn’t mean to shut everyone out while doing so. Bonnie sighs as she looks between the two girls sitting beside her, she pulls them down to lay with her.

“Can I at least get a one-sentence summary of what’s wrong? So I can pretend to be helpful?”

Amari glances at Elena meeting her eyes, before huffing, “Stefan and Elena broke up.”

Bonnie's eyes widened in surprise, her lips twitching before pressing them together. The last time she spoke with Elena she seemed happy with the youngest Salvatore, She sent a, hopefully, sympathetic look to the brunette and told her, "I'm so sorry, you ok? Stupid question, sorry.”'

“I think I know a way to make you feel better,” Bonnie grins, softly pushing them off her and turning to grab a pillow and scissors. Amari sighs, “Bonnie if you wanted a threesome, you could’ve just asked..”

Ignoring her friend, Bonnie rips the pillow open causing all the feathers to fall out and onto the bed.

"Hey!" Elena called out in shock.

"Patience," Bonnie coaxed, the other two shared a look but nodded their head nonetheless as Bonnie took a seat on the bed, she looked at the twins seriously, "I need you two to swear to secrecy."

Elena let out a small scoff at her friend's words and stated, "It's kind of been a bad week for that kind of stuff."

Bonnie rolled her eyes sending the twins a pointed look and pleaded, "Swear, 'cause I'm not supposed to be showing you this."

“We swear,” Amari agreed, wondering if this is what Sheila was warning her about.

The teens both swore they wouldn't tell, Bonnie smiled in relief as she glanced around the room and spoke, "Ok, there are no windows open, right?"

Elena and Grace both shook their heads, Bonnie continued, "There's no fan, no air conditioning.”

"No, what are you doing?" Elena questioned with a frown on her face, Bonnie smiling with excitement as she exclaimed, "Grams taught me and I wanna show you guys.”

Bonnie raised her hand above the feathers swirling her finger to levitate a single feather in the air causing Elena's mouth to drop open in shock glancing at her sister who grinned, waving her hand under the feather.

"Bonnie, what's going on?" Elena asked, Bonnie, let out a sigh as she began to make multiple feathers float around the room making the girls smile in amazement as they stood up laughing, Elena on the bed poking random feathers, Amari running around her room chasing feathers.

“It’s real, everything Grams told me is real,” Bonnie sighed, smiling at the sound of Amari’s giggle. “I’m a witch.” She finished.

“You know, your Grams told me you were gonna come to me about something, I just didn’t think it’d be this.” Amari breathes out, a warm smile on her face, “She told me about your history and how it connects to mine.”

“So you guys don’t think I’m weird?” Bonnie wondered, “I mean I get that I joked about being psychic but I’m a witch.”

“Doesn’t matter, you’re still our friend,” Elena smiled, reaching forward to tuck a hair behind Bonnie’s ear. “I just don’t understand why your telling us this?”

“You're my best friend, of course, I’m going to tell you guys,” Bonnie grinned, watching Amari trip over a pile of clothes while chasing a feather. Elena frowned guiltily for keeping things from her when Bonnie openly told them about her being a witch even if her grams has told her to not tell anyone.

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