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**Chapter one**



"Please," I begged. "Please, just listen to me-"

"You cheated on me!" he roared, pressing his sword deeper into my skin, drawing blood. "I will not be made a fool of by my own wife!"

I gritted my teeth in pain, just as I saw two small figures out of the corner of my eye. The two young boys were hiding under the bed, looking at me in horror and fear. I doubted that the fully understood what was happening to me.

I felt a strong need to protect the boys, to keep them safe from the man who currently had his the tip of his sword digging into my chest. I was splayed out on the floor, a nasty bruise slowly forming on the side of my face where he had hit me.

"Please," I whispered, knowing that it was hopeless. Now my only goal was to keep those boys safe. He would kill them without mercy once he was done with me, I just knew it.

When he wasn't looking, I waved my hand at the bed and the blankets fell over it, concealing the boys from view. I didn't want them to see me get murdered.

"You are a disgraceful whore," he growled.

Then without another word, he dove the sword into my heart.

I shot up gasping, a hand placed over my heart. No, there wasn't a sword-inflicted wound there. I was fine. Besides, a sword through the heart wouldn't kill me. not unless it was a wooden dagger. I was a vampire now, after all.

Damon stirred from his sleep next to me. "Hailey?" he mumbled, reaching out for me. I smiled slightly and kissed him lightly.

"Go back to sleep, I'm fine. Just a nightmare, that's all," I soothed him. ever since Damon had gone a day thinking I was dead for good, almost a year ago, he had been very protective. I knew that he didn't ever want to feel that way again, he never wanted to lose me again.

"Another one?" Damon sat up, more alert now. He raised an eyebrow and rubbed the sleep from his eyes.

"It's weird," I said, frowning slightly. "I swear, I know the people that are dying- or at least some of them- I just can't place their names."

"Do you think they're visions?" he asked. Even though I was a vampire now, I still had my powers. I was glad, because despite Victoria insisting that they were a curse, I was attached to them, reliant on them. I couldn't imagine not having telekinesis and visions.

I shook my head. "No, the deaths happened a long time ago, centuries ago. I can tell by how the people talked and what they were wearing."

"Then what are they?" this was the seventh nightmare I've had, and Damon was frustrated and confused as to why I was having them. It was keeping me from sleep, and though I didn't really need sleep anymore, I was better off when I got some hours in. I was more powerful, less thirsty, and less cranky.

"Just nightmares, I guess," I answered. I wish I knew what they were, I really did. I had had almost a year of peace. No murdering tomb vampires, no crazy Katherine hell-bent on killing me, no bitchy moms who had actually killed me. just a year where the only drama was trying to control my thirst when in a crowd of people- something I had mastered. With Damon and Stefan's help, I had learned self-control and was now capable of going out in public without ripping somebody's throat out. I was proud of myself. But now all the peace was over and done with, and I had these nightmares to worry about now.

"You don't actually believe that," Damon said, seeing through my lies like usual. It bugged me, how well he knew me.

"No, I don't," I agreed, before getting out of bed. "You go back to sleep, I'm going to get some blood."

I walked quietly in the dark boarding house. It was only three in the morning and I didn't want to wake Stefan. After I got myself a glass of blood, I grabbed my notebook from a bookshelf and curled up on a couch. I sipped my blood as I added to my growing list of things I planned to do during my forever with Damon.

Buy an island

Have sex on the beach

Visit every country in the world

Rip Katherine's heart out

"I would be happy to help you with having sex on the beach."

I frowned at Damon as he sat down beside me and pulled me into his arms. "I thought I told you to go back to sleep," I muttered as I rested my head on his bare chest.

"Well, I thought you could use some company," he said simply, wrapping his arms around my waist and stealing my notebook.

"You want to go skydiving? Really?" Damon rolled his eyes. "That's not a cliché thing to have on a 'things to do before I die' list."

"First of all," I said, snatching my list away, "It's not a 'things to do before I die' list, because I don't plan on dying. Ever. Secondly, I think you misread it. I want to go skydiving- naked."

"Now that's something I support you doing," Damon said and I laughed. he kissed my neck, his fingers edging under the shirt I was wearing. With a smirk, I used my new speed and strength to pin Damon against I nearby wall.

I kissed him as I slowly undid the buttons of my shirt, bent on teasing him. with a groan against my lips, Damon pinned me against the floor and practically ripped my shirt off. as our remaining clothes went flying off, all my thoughts of my strange nightmares went away.


"So, are you ready for our senior year?"

I groaned as Elena and I walked towards the Grill. we were planning to meet Caroline there for lunch. "I can't believe that you're making me go to high school," I muttered. The way I saw it was that I had forever now, if I wanted my high school diploma, I was capable of getting a hundred. But since this was possibly my only chance at going into 12th grade with Elena, I allowed her to talk me into doing it.

In fact, Elena was the only reason why Damon and I were still in Mystic Falls in the first place. I wanted to see the world, to complete some of the things on my list, but my human best friend who wasn't completely sure about becoming a vampire was holding me back.

"Well believe it. We're going to have fun, Hailey," she insisted.

"Yeah, the doppelganger and the fairy-turned-vampire," I joked before frowning. "What would you call me now? A fairpire?"

"Hailey Ellis, the first fairpire to ever exist," she joked as I opened the door to the Grill. a guy walked out of it at the same time and he bumped roughly into me.

"Sorry," he muttered, pushing his dark black hair out of his eyes. I frowned at him as he walked away. he looked familiar to me somehow, though I had never seen him in my entire life.

"Hailey?" Elena called as I watched the guy walk to an old, classic motorcycle. He was probably in his early twenties, was kind of tall, was on the pale side, and was slightly muscular. He looked like the classic bad boy, the motorcycle and tattoos on his arms completing the look.

"He was pretty hot," Elena noted as we walked into the Grill. I shrugged. I already had a bad boy.

"Miss Gilbert," I chided teasingly. "You already have a boyfriend."

"Yeah Elena, if anyone needs a boyfriend, it's me."

Caroline walked up to us and frowned slightly at her. "I'm sorry that things didn't work out between you and Matt. Do you need me to kick his ass?" I asked and she laughed slightly.

"Almost a year ago we were at each other's throats and now you're offering to kick your friend's ass because I broke up with him," she pointed out as we went to grab a booth.

I shrugged again. "A lot of things change in a year," I argued. I went from a psychic to a fairy to a vampire in a couple of months.

"Very true," she agreed.

As Elena, Caroline, and I talked about our upcoming senior year, I let my mind drift back to the guy from earlier. Why was my mind stuck on him? why did I find him so familiar? It wasn't that I had met him before, because I was sure that I hadn't, it was more like a connection we had.

"Hailey? You there?"

"Huh?" I asked, coming out of my thoughts. "Sorry, I'm just… tired," I sort of lied, since I could've definitely used some sleep, but motorcycle guy was also distracting me. I wanted to know more about him, about why I found him so god damn familiar.

"Come on, we need to brainstorm ideas for Senior Prank Night," Caroline told me and I sighed. Of course I would be roped into some stupid tradition by my peppy friend who was involved in everything.

"Sorry Care, my forte is ass kicking, drinking, and being awesome, not pranking," I said with a smirk. Elena rolled her eyes at me. I had definitely became more arrogant when I turned into a vampire.

Caroline laughed. "I'm glad that some things don't change. Hailey Ellis is just the same as she was last year," she said, taking a sip of her drink.

That was wrong, though. I wasn't the same. Since the beginning of the last school year, I had found out about the supernatural, found out I was fairy, fallen in love, almost died too many times to count, and was killed by my mom of all people. I had changed, a lot, but I liked to think for the better.

Still, since Caroline was in the dark about my numerous amount of changes, I just smirked and shrugged. "What can I say? Don't fix what isn't broken," I joked.

I played with the daylight ring on my finger, next to my black onyx ring. Damon had managed to get some witch I didn't know to make it for me, because being stuck inside during the day would really suck. I still wore my onyx ring- it did save my life after all.

"I need bourbon," I said out loud suddenly, standing up to go get some. Alcohol helped curve my thirst, giving me a good reason to drink it in large quantities.

Elena sighed. "No getting drunk, Hailey," she told me exasperatedly.

I pouted. "Buzz kill," I muttered, walking away to go get my drink.

I was still an alcoholic and Elena was still a buzz kill- some things really didn't change.


A/N: yay, I finally got the sequel up. Only took me a month. Big thanks to purpleXorchid who's co-writing this with me.

reviews are inspiring!

~Abby :)