Anastasia

Someone's coming

Damon's house wasn't big, it was a two bedroom cottage type house, if I wasnt upset I would've laughed. The cottage itself was all white with black window frames, there were flower pots on the window sills downstairs and there was vines growing up the walls.

If I had been laughing outside, I wouldn't have been laughing on entering the house, walking in through the wooden door you would take a step into the living room, wooden floors and walls, wooden ceiling too, paintings hanging from the walls, a conservatory type window on one of the walls, and curtains that go from ceiling to floor, next to the window there's a table with doors that holds canisters of drinks, I'm guessing its whisky, open the doors I'm guessing you will find more drinks, there is no TV in this room but bookshelves line the one wall, there is also a leather couch, everything is so clean in here

"Would you like a drink?" Damon asked as he walked to the table.

"That would be great, thanks" I told him as I sat down on the couch, not thirty seconds later he joined me on the couch with two drinks in his hand, he gave one to me

"You know, for what it's worth, I'm glad you didn't kill him, it would've been hard to live with that, trust me" Damon told me as he took a swig of his drink, I was confused

"Wait, didn't you say you had never killed anyone?"

"As a vampire I haven't, but as a human? I killed a brute in a man's skin" he began to explain "I was about twenty one and I was sat in the local pub, there was a man sat two tables away from me, he had a woman on his knee as he drank and laughed with her, next thing a woman walks into the pub and over to him, she seemed shy, like she didn't want to be there 'Jack' she had whispered 'let's go home' the man stood up so fast the chair he had been sat on flew and the woman on his knee had fallen down 'you little sl*t' he said to the woman 'go home or I'll kill you he ordered her but the woman was having non of it, so he slapped her, hard, she fell he was laughing, I got up out of anger, I smashed my bear bottle on the table, walked over to him and stabbed him, his wife screamed, the whore on the floor screamed, some men ran out, the man I stabbed fell to his knees, I took out the bottle then stabbed again, the man fell over, I stayed there, sat there. Anyway the police came, took me away, I was in jail for a week before my dad got me out on bail. My dad was proud of me, because I stood up for someone, but that man, his face haunts me, I know he deserved what he got, but it still haunts me, you're lucky you don't have to go through that" he finished, taking another swig of his drink, he finished his drink, he saw my glass was empty too, so he took both glasses and took them to the table

"Someone coming" I gasped, hearing three sets of footsteps and three hearts beating

"I can't hear anything" the man with vampire hearing announced

"They sound familiar" I gasped "its David, and frederick" I stood up, excitedly, my children, but who was with them? Wait children? No not my children, Annabelles children by this time Damon could hear them too

"That's Annabelle" he announced, before I could ask him anything the door bell rang, Damon left to answer, and as soon as David walked in I embraced him

"My son, how I've missed you"

"Excuse me?" The man shrieked, not even holding me, reminding myself I am not Annabelle I let go

"I'm sorry, please forgive me" I covered my face with my hands momentarily to calm myself down, took a deep breath and decided to start again, when I looked up the three guests were staring at me, I looked at the girl before me, she was beautiful, just like Isobel once was, this made me angry "and you are?" I asked not even trying to hide my anger

"I'm Annabelle" she answered I squinted at my sons

"Finding a girl with my name to sleep with" I shrieked

"Um, no, this is their niece, Isobels daughter" Damon told me standing in front of me protecting me from the other witches, or protecting them from me, I didn't know

"She lives?" I gasped and whispered, Damon nodded

"David and Frederick kept their promise, they protected her, and took her far away from harm, she is completely fine, and safe" Damon assured turning his head to show me. I walked over to the girl who seemed a little worried but Damon assured her it was okay, I hugged her, and as I did my head started to hurt, I screamed in agony, it felt like someone was drilling inside out and I was dying, Damon held me not knowing what to do, then everything went dark.

I woke up in an unfamiliar bed, the sheets were black silk and the room smelt masculine I looked under the sheets to see I was fully clothed

"Hello?" I called, I was in a king sized bed the room contained nothing else except a wooden wardrobe. The white bedroom door opened and Damon walked in

"Hey, you're awake?" He observed I sat up my head was hurting a little I touched it with my hand "does it still hurt?" He asked, referring to my head

"What happened?" I whispered, not really trusting my voice

"What do you remember?" Damon asked carefully, I tried to think, we were sitting drinking, Damon was telling me about a murder he committed, then we had guests, I met them

"I remember meeting our guests, but after that, nothing" Damon nodded.

"Well you hugged Annabelle, then fainted" Damon explained

"Annabelle? Who's that?" I asked, the name seemed familiar, after a few minutes of Damon not answering we decided to go downstairs.

I apologised for going to sleep, but the guests were ok with it, I sat down next to, who I believe was, David, everyone was drinking when Damon offered me a drink I declined

"So Anastasia" David began to talk "Damon tells me you have my mothers memories, and that they're taking over?" I nodded "well maybe I can help, now tell me, when was my mother born" I opened my mouth to answer, but no sound came, not because I lost my voice, but because I couldn't remember

"I can't remember" I laughed "I can't remember" I stood up, hugging Damon I tried to remember other things from Annabelles life but I remembered nothing, only the last day of her life, the one I had seen, then I tried to remember my life, "my birthday is twenty one October, my mothers is twenty eight January, my fathers fifteen June, I remember". I was so happy, Damon hugged me tighter.

We realised that Annabelle hadn't returned for revenge but had returned to find out what had happened to her granddaughter and once she saw her she left, I was grateful, my head felt lighter than ever.

David, Frederick, and Annabelle had returned now as they do every year for Annabelles death anniversary every fourteenth May they come here, spend the night, visit Annabelles grave, then on the fifteenth they go home to the blood and fire coven, a coven the two brothers made, being the only members on the council, along with their niece, their coven is one of the best in the world.

Sorry for the late update, please vote and comment