𝐌𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒, Damon Salvatore [under editing]

1.25 | HALLUCINATIONS

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐗𝐗𝐕
⏤ Hallucinations ⏤
❝Define crazy...❞

          𝐓𝐇𝐄 dark oak door creaked open, followed by footsteps across a sheet of glass which drenched the floor covered with crimson coloured fresh blood.

Stefan, after his alarming phone call with Olivia, immediately headed over to her house to find it completely trashed. The glass coffee table was smashed, as well as several windows. Bookshelves were knocked down and stray pieces of paper from notebooks were littered across the ground. Blood also covered the surroundings and Stefan couldn't be sure if it was Olivia's or someone else's.

"Where are you Liv?" He muttered under his breath as he moved into the different rooms, already knowing no one was in the house but searching for some sort of clue as to what the hell had happened.

He couldn't prevent the worry arising inside of him and he dreaded to think about what could've happened. On top of that, he was mostly clueless as to what to do next. The main question on his mind at this moment, however, was who he was going to tell and if one of those people consisted of Damon. He knew his brother cared for the girl and his feelings only grew for her every day but he didn't want his brother making a rash or impulsive decision that could possibly endanger all their lives further, including Olivia's.

He just needed to find out where the hell she was and so his first thought was to contact Bonnie and see if she could perform some sort of tracking spell. Though before he did so, against his better judgement he headed back to the Boarding House in case his brother was back yet. Despite there being a chance of him overreacting, he could also potentially have a clue as to where the girl is.

And so after looking around a final time, he left her home and rushed back to the Boarding House, though what he found inside was yet another shock to him and a complication in his original plan. Upon entering her found Alaric, presumably dead and on the ground in the main parlour room. Luckily due to his ring, he'd come back to life, though that didn't do much to ease Stefan's nerves.

The Salvatore headed over to the hunter, shaking him slightly but due to him remaining unconscious he instead left him in his place, impatiently waiting for him to awaken and hopefully give him an insight as to what was happening. Two attacks in one night? Something just seemed off about it all.

"Stefan?" A familiar voice called out, pulling him from his drifting thoughts to look to the doorway where a very much alive Olivia was standing.

"Olivia, are you okay? What happened? Where did you go?" He questioned before getting up from his seated position on the couch and rushing up to her, placing his hands on her shoulders and looking her over. She was covered in blood which visibly alarmed the Salvatore, causing the blonde to speak up.

"Don't worry, the blood's not mine." She said as he pulled his hands away.

"Then whose ⏤" he began in confusion.