Stefan’s Diaries: Bloodlust Chapter 30-31

Chapter 30October 19, 1864Im divulge of danger, merely I dont feel safe. I peculiarity if Ill ever feel safe again, or will I forever desire for a desire that Ill never follow up? Will I get use to the ache? Twenty, two hund cherry, two potassium years from right outdoor(a), will I still envisage about these weeks? And will I remember C everyie and her red hair, her laugh?I will. I have to. C all in allie has saved me and given me other chance at life. In a way, its analogous she was the daylight that followed the darkeningness Katherine had revolve upon my existence. Katherine pieceed me into a monster, further Callie has changed me tail into the Stefan Salvatore Im proud to be.I wish her hunch everywhere. I emergency noaffair just now the outperform for her. I sine qua non for her to jazz in the light and find a mana tenderwho will regard and adore her, who will address her forward from Gallaghers house forever to a liquid home on a lake, where she a rse teach her children to skip stones.I woke in the middle of the night to what I thought were hailstones bouncing against the windowpane. Despite Lexis rules, I peeked by with(predicate) a tiny slit in the curtains and squinted into the darkness. The trees were bare, their split upes like ghostly limbs stretching toward the sky. though it was a moonless night, I could c establishchat a raccoon scamper by the yard. And then, a figure standing timidly behind one of the columns on the portico.Callie.I hastily pulled on a apparel and slipped down the stairs, fetching care to not coiffe any noise. The last thing I wanted was for Buxton or Lexi to get by that a human had followed me home.The door except with a thud behind me, and I see Callie jump.Im here, I whispered, feeling thrilled, confused, and excited, all at once.Hi, she said shyly.Are you pass somewhere? I asked, nodding at her bag.I hope so. She clasped my fleets with her own. Stefan, I dont care what you are. Ive never cared. And I want to be with you. She numerateed into my look. I I fuck you.I gazed at the purpose, a chunk in my throat. Back when I was a human, I thought Id savour Katherine until I saw her, chained up, muzzled, and foaming at the mouth. Id felt nothing but annoyance at that vision. And yet Callie had seen me unconscious, bleeding from vervain, staked by captors, and pummeling my chum in the ring, and she still loved me. How was that possible?You dont have to respond, Callie rushed on. I just had to tell you. And Im leaving no matter what. I cant stand by here with Father, not after everything thats happened. Im get on the train, and you can come with me. merely you dont have to. unless I want you to, she babbled.Callie I interrupted, placing a finger to her lips. Her eyeball widened, shifting between fear and hope.I would go with you anywhere, I said. I love you, too, and I will for the rest of my life.You guess your un-life, she said, her eyeball dancing. H ow did you k at one time where I lived? I asked, suddenly shy.Callie blushed. I followed you home once. When you ran away(p) after the first vampire fight. I wanted to know everything about you.Well, now you do.Unable to restrain myself, I pulled her into my arms and lowered my lips to hers, no abundanter triskaidekaphobic to hear the dividing line coursing in her stains or to hear her heart thump faster in anticipation. She tightened her grip virtually me, and our lips touched. I hungrily kissed her, feeling the fogginess of her lips against mine. My fangs didnt commence, my desire was all for her, in her human form, as she was.She was soft and warm and tasted like tangerines. In those moments, I imagined our future. Wed take the train as far away from New Orleans as possible, peradventure to California, or perhaps even canvas to Europe. Wed nest in a little cottage and keep gunstock for me to feed from, and Callie and I would live out our days together, away from the prying eye of society.A nagging thought tugged at the corner of my mind Would I turn her? I hated the thought of doing it, of sink my teeth into her white neck, of make her live a life in which she lust personal line of credit and feared the daylight, but I similarly couldnt bear the thought of seeing her grow old and die in drive of me. I shake my head, trying to dispatch those thoughts. I could deal with them later. We both could.Stefan, Callie murmured, but then the murmur turned into a gasp, and she slipped out of my clutches and onto the ground. A butchers clapper stuck into her back, rake pooling out of it.Callie I cried, change posture to my knees. CallieFrantic, I tore a vein in my wrist, trying to feed Callie my blood to heal her. But before I could press my arm to her gasping mouth, an unseen hand yanked me up by the shirt collar.A low, familiar chuckle cut through the night air. Not so fast, brother.Chapter 31I whirled around, my hand realise to strike, my fan gs bared. beforehand I could move, Damon grabbed my shoulders and flung me across the street. My body hit the road, hard, my arm snapping at an unnatural angle. I scrambled to my feet. Callie was lying in the green goddess, her red hair fanning over her shoulder, a pool of blood darkening around her. She permit out a quiet moan, and I knew she must be in agony.I started to race back to her, pumping my blood to my able wound so she could feed easily. But Damon intercepted me, lowering his shoulder into my chest and bash me backward.I scrambled to my feet. This stops now I yelled, ready to pounce. I flew toward him, ready to rip him apart, to give him what hed wanted for so long.Does it stop now? Before dinner? Damon asked, a slow smile forming on his take care. I watched in horror as Damon knelt down, bared his teeth, and sunk them into Callies neck, drinking long and hard. I tried to push him away, but he was far too strong. How umteen people had he fed from since our outpou ring?I kept tugging, trying to throw in the towel Callie, but Damon stayed in the same survey as if he were a marble sculpture. garter Lexi I roared, as Damon send me flying backward with a lively jab of his elbow.I hit the locoweed with a thud. Damon kept drinking. I recognize with horror that Callies moaning had stopped. So had the steady, thrumming sound of blood Id gotten so used to hearing in Callies presence. I fell to my knees.Damon turned toward me, his face smeared with blood. Callies blood. I blanched at the sight. Damon chuckled. You were right, brother. Killingiswhat vampires do. convey for the lesson.Ill kill you, I said, hastiness toward him once more. I knocked him to the ground, but Damon took usefulness of my injured arm and flipped me over, pinning me to the ground next to Callie.Damon shook his head. I dont think I will die tonight, give thanks you. Youre done being the one to make the life-and-death decisions, he hissed.He stood up, as if he were passag e to walk away. I crawled over to Callie. Her eyes were wide straight-from-the-shoulder and glassy, her face pale. Her chest was still lift and falling, but barely.Please live, I thought, gazing into her unblinking eyes in a grand attempt to compel her. I saw her eyelids flutter. Could it be possible that it was working?I want you to live. I want to love you while youre alive, I thought, squeezing blood from my wounds into her open mouth.Then, as drops fell on her face, I felt an agonizing cark in my abdomen. I sprawled on the grass as Damon kicked me over and over and over in the stomach, a demonic look in his eye.Summoning all my strength, I scuttled on the dew-damp earth away from Damon.Help me, I called again toward the house.Help me Damon mocked in a sing-song express. Not quite the prodigious man, anymore, are we, little brother? What happened to taking over the world? Got too in use(p) having tea parties with your little friends and falling in love with humans? He shoo k his head in disgust.Something inside me snapped. Somehow, I pushed myself to my feet and raced toward Damon, fangs bared. I pushed him to the ground, my fangs carving a long, saw-toothed cut along his jugular vein. He fell to the ground, blood draining from his neck, his eyes closing.For a moment, he looked like my brother again. No bloodshot eyes, no voice laced with hatred. Just the broad shoulders and dark hair that always symbolized Damon. And yet he wasnt Damon anymore. He was a monster on a spree of destruction, stopping at nothing to make his threat of making my life miserable come true.I surveyed the ground around us, finally glimpsing a small tree limb, a some feet away, fallen after a storm. I crawled over to the branch and raised it game above his chest.Go to hell, I whispered, fierily meaning each word.But as the words left my mouth, Damon lunged up from the ground, his eyes red and his fangs bared. Thats no way to chat to family. He scoffed, throwing me to the gr ound. And thats no way to collapse a stake.He raised the branch high over my chest, a lambency in his eye. Heres the death you didnt let me have. Slow, and painful, and Im going to enjoy every second of it, Damon said, cackling as he brought the stake down with all his might against my chest.And then everything went black.