Victoria Patten dies and wakes up in the body of a newly turned Vicki Donovan. Having seen Vampire Diaries, she knows what will happen to her unless she does things differently. But can she handle it when new things come to light?
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Vicki's POV
A few days later, I open my eyes, immediately squinting them because of the sun. I look to my left and see Damon sleeping peacefully. I roll over and get up, changing into my clothes for the day. After I put on my makeup and do my hair, I walk out of my bathroom.
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"Wake up, sleeping beauty." I say as I jump on the bed and on top of him. In a flash, he flips us and he is on top of me with a lazy smirk on his lips.
I squeal. "Get of of me! I just did my hair, you dick!"
He rolls his eyes and gets off, laying down next to me.
"Come on, get dressed." I throw his clothes at him. "We have a big day ahead of us. Especially you, eligible bachelor." I tease.
He groans and puts his clothes on.
We head over to the Salvatore boarding house so that we can drink his good liquor.
We are soooo drunk. We've been drinking and dry humping on the couch all day.
I'm straddling Damon on the couch, us in a heavy makeup session that was about to lead to more when all of a sudden, Stefan walks in and turns on the lights.
We separate and Damon groans. "No. Buzzkill Bob."
Stefan then turns off our music that was playing quite loudly. "Greetings."
"Can we talk?" I roll my eyes and get off of Damon, laying on the couch with a bottle of bourbon in my hands.
"Yeah." They walk out away and I drift off into my thoughts.
I thought I was sent here to change things? I don't understand. I couldn't even save Sheila. I thought since I was given a second chance that I would have some sort of purpose, but now I don't know what to do with my life. If I can't change what happens, then why am I even here?
Since the tomb was opened, Damon and I have been using sex and alcohol to drown out our thoughts.
Before Stefan leaves he sends me a worried smile and Damon comes back over to the couch. I giggle and begin to kiss him again.
