The next morning, I wake up before my dad does. I quietly take my clothes out of my wardrobe and go to my bathroom to take a shower. I put on some music while preparing myself and then go drink a bag of animal blood. Yeah, weird but that's what we drink... We don't always have time to go hunt. I sit on the kitchen counter while scrolling threw Instagram when I hear my dad coming in the kitchen. I don't look up at him, not paying any attention to him and continue what I am doing.
- You're up early today, says, my dad, while drinking another bag full of animal blood. I hummed positively to answer him, my eyes still staring at my phone. Did you not sleep well, Honey? I shrug my shoulders not wanting to talk to him. Gillian, look at me when I'm talking to you. I look up at my father like he told me. Why are you doing this? I still don't answer my father and just stare at him. Gillian, when I'm asking you a question, I would like you to answer me, tells, dad loudly but not screaming yet. I know it makes him angry when I do this. Uncle Zach must still be sleeping because I haven't seen him yet.
- Because I am mad, alright? I hate that you're letting me for this girl who is the exact doppelganger of my mother. It doesn't even have been a week that we're here and I am already all by myself. It hurts me to see you with her because... I stare at him before sighing. I don't know if it's because I cabnt find the words to explain him my reasons or if it's because I fear them. I get off the counter and throw the empty bag away. You know what? It's cool, sorry for not responding to your questions, I say starting to leave the kitchen.
- Wait, where are you going? Questions my father but I don't answer again. Gillian, come back here !
- To school, I want and need to run, see you there, I say, annoyed, before vamp-speeding out of the boarding house with my bag on my shoulders. I stop at a bridge and continue my way, walking slowly.
When I arrived at school, my dad is already there talking with Elena. I see Bonnie walking away from them. She seems uncomfortable around my dad. I wonder why though? We never did anything to her. She doesn't even know us. I sigh and walk to my locker to take my book. I open it and grab my history book and close it. I turn around but, suddenly, jump scare when I bumped into my father who is looking down at me. I try to walk away but he stops me by grabbing my forearm. I look up at him, not capable to read his expression. Anger? sadness? Confused?
- Lilou, stop avoiding me, please? I know, I disappointed you but I'm... he looks around us, at all the students, before looking back at me. I nod understanding. I'm sorry if it seems I am not here for you.
- I know you are, but I wish that our lives could be like before, like when you didn't meet Elena, I whispered to him, sounding sad. And it doesn't seem, you aren't here for me.
- Lilou, I need to know about her, I sigh and shook my head. It's important for me.
- Maybe YOU need to know her, but I don't. I don't get why you absolutely need to know about her. However, I do know that I miss my father and that I wish he could come back when we are at home, I say, whispering and looking at him with glassy eyes. I take my wrist off of his hand and walk to my first period. Everyone sits at their place like usual.
- Originally discovered nearly 5 centuries ago, it hasn't been over Mystic Falls in over 145 years. Now, the comet will be its brightest right after dusk during tomorrow's celebration. I listen to Mr. Tanner's lesson when he, abruptly stops in his talking and looks at my dad and Elena. Are we bothering you, Mr. Salvatore? Ms. Gilbert? A slight silence takes place in the room, which kind of feels awkward. The bell rings, saving them from an embarrassing moment. I stand up and run out of the class before anyone else.
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Stefan Salvatore's daughter ~ Miracle
FanfictionGillian Enid Phoenix Salvatore, daughter of Stefan Salvatore and Katherine Pierce. My dad, who looks like an 18 years old teenager but in reality is 161 years old, is the one raising me. My mother left him and I when I was not even a year old. I som...