Welcome to The Vampire Diaries: Scriptum Sanguine (Written in Blood). This is a role play group dedicated to writing fan fiction about The Vampire Diaries as well as The Originals. You will find the world of Virginia and Louisiana within our depths.
She'd been given the keys to close up the bar. Trying to get few extra hours in. Trying to distract herself from what she'd done. It wasn't working. She'd cleaned the tables, washed up all the glasses, moped the floors. Even cleaned the windows and restocked all the sauces and salts. She was standing at the bar re-arranging all the glasses and the napkins.
She'd killed a man. For no reason other than to save Tyler. The poor guy had been suffering. About to die any second and she'd killed him. Watching the light disappear from his eyes. Feeling the struggle of his breath on her hands as she suffocated him. She had his death on her hands. A tear dropped down her cheek onto a napkin. Taking a deep breath she rubbed them away and went back to fiddling with stuff. The longer she put off going to sleep maybe the easier it would be.
She hadn't told luke, what had happened tonight. She wasn't quite sure how he would react. Would he judge her ? Tell her off ? The only people that knew what had happened were her and Tyler. She kept trying to remind herself she'd made the best of a bad situation. She couldn't of saved the boy who Tyler had hit after he'd ran out into the road. But she'd saved Tyler from becoming a monster again. Given him a second chance.