Meg pressed the campana of a big, fancy house. Whoever owned the place was eager to meet her, because Meg had barely withdraw her finger when the door opened.
“Good evening, tu must be April” the man said. “Come in” He stepped aside and Meg entered. She took of her capa and the man swallowed. She was wearing a little black dress with a deep décolleté and the dress barely covered her butt.
“Eh…can I offer tu a drink?” the man suggested.
“No” Meg refused. She wanted this to get over with. “Can we just get to it?”
“Yeah, of course” the man agreed. “My name is Brad, por the way” He turned around and led her to the bedroom. He closed the door behind her and then he walked towards her until he was only inches away. He cupped her face and kissed her. He lifted her from the ground and carried her to the bed.
Cas was running down the streets. He had considered taking a taxi, but he was not familiar with this kind of transport and he figured it would only be a waste of time. Fortunately he had crossed all streets of the united stated when he was an ángel and he remembered every single one of them.
Brad went with his hands underneath Meg’s dress and took off her panties. Then he came back to her face and as he kissed her, he pulled her up so he could unzip the dress. Meg closed her eyes as Brad went inside her, after putting a condom around his cock.
Cas kicked the door open and ran inside the fancy house. Meg was nowhere to be seen, but there were noises from upstairs. The stairs was standing in the middle of the living room and Cas hurried towards it. He followed the groaning noises and slammed the bedroom door open.
A stranger was lying on parte superior, arriba of Meg and his hips were moving in a rapid pace.
Cas ran towards the bed, grabbed Brad por his short, brown hair and pulled him off the bed.
“Cas!” Meg exclaimed and she quickly grabbed the sheet to cover her naked body.
Cas buried his fist in Brad’s face and broke his nose. Then he aimed for his eye and punched.
“Stop it! You’re going to kill him!” Meg screamed and she climbed out of bed, the sheets wrapped around her. Her left hand holding the sheets, she hurried to Cas. “Leave him alone!” she shouted and she pulled his arm. But Cas jerked his arm and pushed her away.
Though Meg didn’t give any sign of being physically hurt, Cas let go of Brad and hurried to her.
“I’m so sorry. Are tu okay?” Cas asked worried.
“Yeah” Meg answered. She accepted Cas’ hand and the sheets fell off. Twelve segundos long they stared at each other, both having trouble breathing.
Then Cas exclaimed from pain and lost his balance. Meg caught him and they both fell on their knees. Brad looked down on him, blood running from his nose and a bloodstained paper-knife in his hands. Meg scribbled up and raced towards him. Brad, surprised por Meg’s sudden attack, dropped the cuchillo and staggered backwards.
Meg picked up the cuchillo and drove it through his stomach. She pulled it out and stabbed again. She kept stabbing, until Brad fell on the ground and stopped moving.
“Good evening, tu must be April” the man said. “Come in” He stepped aside and Meg entered. She took of her capa and the man swallowed. She was wearing a little black dress with a deep décolleté and the dress barely covered her butt.
“Eh…can I offer tu a drink?” the man suggested.
“No” Meg refused. She wanted this to get over with. “Can we just get to it?”
“Yeah, of course” the man agreed. “My name is Brad, por the way” He turned around and led her to the bedroom. He closed the door behind her and then he walked towards her until he was only inches away. He cupped her face and kissed her. He lifted her from the ground and carried her to the bed.
Cas was running down the streets. He had considered taking a taxi, but he was not familiar with this kind of transport and he figured it would only be a waste of time. Fortunately he had crossed all streets of the united stated when he was an ángel and he remembered every single one of them.
Brad went with his hands underneath Meg’s dress and took off her panties. Then he came back to her face and as he kissed her, he pulled her up so he could unzip the dress. Meg closed her eyes as Brad went inside her, after putting a condom around his cock.
Cas kicked the door open and ran inside the fancy house. Meg was nowhere to be seen, but there were noises from upstairs. The stairs was standing in the middle of the living room and Cas hurried towards it. He followed the groaning noises and slammed the bedroom door open.
A stranger was lying on parte superior, arriba of Meg and his hips were moving in a rapid pace.
Cas ran towards the bed, grabbed Brad por his short, brown hair and pulled him off the bed.
“Cas!” Meg exclaimed and she quickly grabbed the sheet to cover her naked body.
Cas buried his fist in Brad’s face and broke his nose. Then he aimed for his eye and punched.
“Stop it! You’re going to kill him!” Meg screamed and she climbed out of bed, the sheets wrapped around her. Her left hand holding the sheets, she hurried to Cas. “Leave him alone!” she shouted and she pulled his arm. But Cas jerked his arm and pushed her away.
Though Meg didn’t give any sign of being physically hurt, Cas let go of Brad and hurried to her.
“I’m so sorry. Are tu okay?” Cas asked worried.
“Yeah” Meg answered. She accepted Cas’ hand and the sheets fell off. Twelve segundos long they stared at each other, both having trouble breathing.
Then Cas exclaimed from pain and lost his balance. Meg caught him and they both fell on their knees. Brad looked down on him, blood running from his nose and a bloodstained paper-knife in his hands. Meg scribbled up and raced towards him. Brad, surprised por Meg’s sudden attack, dropped the cuchillo and staggered backwards.
Meg picked up the cuchillo and drove it through his stomach. She pulled it out and stabbed again. She kept stabbing, until Brad fell on the ground and stopped moving.
The siguiente morning
Damon and Elena were lying asleep when someone rang the bell. Elena was fast asleep, so Damon sneaked out of cama and put on his pants from the día before.
“Hurry up, Damon. tu don’t want her to bleed to death, do you?”
Damon groaned as he recognized Rebekah’s voice. He walked to the door and opened it and Katherine fell in his arms. She was bleeding from her neck and Damon looked up shocked at the blonde Original, who smirked at him.
“What happened to her?” Damon wanted to know.
“I happened” Elijah answered, stepping forward. “Can we come in?”
“No!” Damon dicho rude.
“I was merely being polite. Of course we can come in. This house is being hosted por vampires, whom cannot possible deny the admission to an Original. So, why don’t tu step aside? We’ve got things to do, plans to make, wars to prepare” Elijah dicho as he walked past Damon.
Damon and Elena were lying asleep when someone rang the bell. Elena was fast asleep, so Damon sneaked out of cama and put on his pants from the día before.
“Hurry up, Damon. tu don’t want her to bleed to death, do you?”
Damon groaned as he recognized Rebekah’s voice. He walked to the door and opened it and Katherine fell in his arms. She was bleeding from her neck and Damon looked up shocked at the blonde Original, who smirked at him.
“What happened to her?” Damon wanted to know.
“I happened” Elijah answered, stepping forward. “Can we come in?”
“No!” Damon dicho rude.
“I was merely being polite. Of course we can come in. This house is being hosted por vampires, whom cannot possible deny the admission to an Original. So, why don’t tu step aside? We’ve got things to do, plans to make, wars to prepare” Elijah dicho as he walked past Damon.
“Can I come in? This talks so…weird, tu know. And if Veronica sees us…” Stefan dicho warning.
“I’m not afraid of Veronica” Rachel dicho in such way it sounded like she meant the opposite.
Katherine was dragging Gabe’s corpse to the backside of Rachel’s house. She couldn’t get inside the house, so she opened the window to the basement and pushed Gabe’s body inside. She held his shoulders and let him down carefully. When she thought it was seguro she let go. The corpse fell on the basement floor, mute for a human ear, but as Katherine heard the thump, she figured Rachel would’ve too.
“Damn it” she mouthed. She stood and looked around. Rachel was nowhere to be seen and from what Katherine could hear, she was still listening philosophized to Stefan. If Rachel had heard anything, she sure didn’t suspect anything.
“I’m not afraid of Veronica” Rachel dicho in such way it sounded like she meant the opposite.
Katherine was dragging Gabe’s corpse to the backside of Rachel’s house. She couldn’t get inside the house, so she opened the window to the basement and pushed Gabe’s body inside. She held his shoulders and let him down carefully. When she thought it was seguro she let go. The corpse fell on the basement floor, mute for a human ear, but as Katherine heard the thump, she figured Rachel would’ve too.
“Damn it” she mouthed. She stood and looked around. Rachel was nowhere to be seen and from what Katherine could hear, she was still listening philosophized to Stefan. If Rachel had heard anything, she sure didn’t suspect anything.
“Bonnie?” Damon shouted. “Bonnie, where are you? Get back here!” But when nothing happened he understood he had to do this himself. He looked up at the chains and started pulling with all his strength. It hurt immensely, but he couldn’t stop. If this pain was necessary to be with Elena, he would go through it.
After a few minutes, that felt like hours, his right hand was liberated. Without hesitating he pulled his left arm and this time it took less time to free himself.
Then everything went black.
Damon opened his eyes and found himself outside on the spot where Bonnies house used to be. He looked at his arms. They had healed. He scribbled up and looked around. He felt different, like he’d been born again. Elena. He had to see Elena. And so he started walking in the direction of the Boarding House. He could sense she was there.
After a few minutes, that felt like hours, his right hand was liberated. Without hesitating he pulled his left arm and this time it took less time to free himself.
Then everything went black.
Damon opened his eyes and found himself outside on the spot where Bonnies house used to be. He looked at his arms. They had healed. He scribbled up and looked around. He felt different, like he’d been born again. Elena. He had to see Elena. And so he started walking in the direction of the Boarding House. He could sense she was there.
The siguiente morning.
A buzzing sound, coming from Caroline’s pedestal cupboard woke her up and she opened her eyes. She took her phone and opened it. She had received a message from an unknown person.
“I know what tu are and we will destroy you” she read aloud. She swung her legs off the cama and searched for her ring. When she had found it she put it on and walked to the window. She shoved the curtain and stared outside.
The sky was grey. It seemed like it was going to rain.
Caroline opened the window and climbed over the edge.
“Game on, bitch” she mumbled, before she jumped and landed gracefully on the pavers.
A buzzing sound, coming from Caroline’s pedestal cupboard woke her up and she opened her eyes. She took her phone and opened it. She had received a message from an unknown person.
“I know what tu are and we will destroy you” she read aloud. She swung her legs off the cama and searched for her ring. When she had found it she put it on and walked to the window. She shoved the curtain and stared outside.
The sky was grey. It seemed like it was going to rain.
Caroline opened the window and climbed over the edge.
“Game on, bitch” she mumbled, before she jumped and landed gracefully on the pavers.