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Shards of Shattered Glass	By : LilGray26 Category: S through Z > Vampire Diaries Views: 4643 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 003
What I Did Tonight
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Stefan’s PoV
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When Elena and I arrive in Silas’ tomb we’re already too late. A man is standing over a dead Silas with Bonnie lying in a crumpled heap a few feet away.
The man looks at us and tells us, “My purpose is complete. Silas woke, I fed him the cure, and then I killed him. The threat he posed to the world is no more.”
He takes a stake and rams it into his chest before crumpling to the floor beside Bonnie’s body. I can already tell she’s dead but I still walk to her and bend down to check for a pulse I don’t find as Elena turns to tend to Jeremy who is unconscious but still very alive if the sound of his very strong and steady heartbeat is any indication.
After Jeremy wakes up, he and Elena cry over Bonnie’s body and then despite my advising that we leave her here I get tasked with carrying her out of the cave. Never mind how we’re going to explain that she’s now dead, still I follow Elena and Jeremy out and then back up out of the well.
I carry her all the way back to the boat we took here as I avoid looking at anyone but especially Rebekah, and then when we return to the mainland I carry Bonnie to the Camaro as Rebekah goes her own way.
Damon drives Elena, Jeremy, and myself to the Gilbert house where Elena and Jeremy hurry inside to see if Klaus is still trapped, but I already know he was freed the moment Bonnie died. My eyes widen and I gasp for a single breath I don’t really need when my eyes land on Caroline’s desiccated corpse lying on one of the couches. Despite having heard Elena’s conversation with Klaus earlier I suppose I was still holding out some hope that he was lying.
Elena is sitting across from Caroline’s body rocking herself as she cries in Jeremy’s arms before Damon takes control of the situation and says, “Okay so Stefan carry Vampire Barbie out to my car. We need to bury Bonnie, Caroline, and Kol the sooner the better. You can bury them and I’ll stay with Elena and Jeremy until you come back.”
He looks at me hard for a minute and a light bulb goes off in my head. He’s considering using the Sire Bond to help Elena deal with all this tragedy, but he doesn’t want me present for it, so as he hands me his keys I nod and take them before I pick up Caroline’s body doing my damnedest to ignore Elena’s increasing tears as I carry her best friend out to the car.
I put her in the trunk with Bonnie’s body and then go back and get Kol’s burnt corpse placing it in the trunk too and then getting into the driver’s seat I stop and consider ‘Where the hell should I bury the Mayor’s and the Sheriff’s daughters where they won’t be found?’
They need to be put somewhere where there is almost no foot traffic and where the likelihood of them being dug up is as slim as possible. The best place for them is in the woods behind the Boarding House, so I drive there.
When I arrive I take first Kol, then Bonnie, and then Caroline out of the trunk and carry them to the woods after retrieving a shovel from the shed near the garden. Then I dig for twenty minutes taking my time as I contemplate all that has happened recently.
We were so close to getting the cure for Elena, but the chance slipped through our fingers without any of us even knowing until it was too late. Are Rebekah and Damon right can I not love a Vampire Elena? As much as I’m loathe to admit it they’re probably right. I’m in love with Human Elena. And her being a Vampire fundamentally changes who she is in ways I can’t ignore. I had hoped I could but I’m beginning to see I can’t.
When the first hole is big enough I place Kol inside and then cover him up before digging another hole and then placing Bonnie inside it and then covering her up with the dirt. I dig the hole for Caroline next and then lean down picking her up and that is the last thing he knows as I shove hard and break through his rather weak mental defenses taking over Stefan’s body with only a little more effort than it took to take over Caroline’s dead body.
I unceremoniously drop Caroline’s body into her grave and then because I want to keep her death a secret at least for now, so I can have time to play with my chosen toys and fuck up their lives as much as possible I cover her body up with the dirt piled up beside her grave.
I return the shovel to its resting place in the garden shed and then drive Damon’s car back to the Gilberts house. When I arrive instead of going inside I leave the keys in the ignition and get out of the car before walking towards the center of town at a slightly faster than Human pace.
When traffic picks up I slow to a Human pace and then set about finding my chosen target. My best bet is to head to the Grill and see who’s available for a little fun before a spot of violence. As I arrive I head to the bar and compel the Bartender, “I’m obviously over 21 so you will give me a generous portion of Whiskey on the Rocks, on the house, and then you will leave me be until I motion you back over.”
He nods and repeats what I said and then puts down my full glass. Picking it up I turn to face the rest of the room and as I lift my glass to my lips I spot two girls, one blonde and one brunette, who are probably about 18 years old. They’ll do nicely. I smile at them when they look at me and they both smile back. Turning to the bartender I tell him, “Whatever the girl in the red top and the one in the silver dress are drinking send them one on me, and by ‘on me’ I mean on the house but tell them it’s from me.”
I decide they must, in fact, both be over 21 and not 18 as I originally thought because as he nods he pours their rum and cokes before handing them to the waiter and telling him who to give them to. When he hands them to the girls he obviously tells them it’s from me so when they look at me I smile again and raise my glass towards them. They both smile back and raise their glasses before taking a sip.
I wait a moment and then saunter over to their table before sitting down across from them. “I’m K—Stefan.” Oops, almost slipped up there, better keep an eye on that.
The brunette girl in the red top smiles clearly missing my stutter and tells me, “My name is Courtney.”
I barely pay attention to miss red top’s name as I take a sip then tell her, “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Darling.”
As I marvel at how weird my usual speech patterns sound coming out of an accent free mouth I turn and look at her blonde friend and ask, “And who might you be Darling?”
She smiles widely and says, “I’m Amy.”
I’ve already forgotten red top’s name as I raise my glass to silver dress and tell her, “A pleasure.”
She nods and looks me up and down for a minute before lowering her voice and asking, “We don’t usually do this, but do you want to get out of here?”
I smile as so-called respectable women these days are much easier to get into bed than they used to be, and I don’t even have to compel them to leave with me, so still smiling I say, “Lead the way, Darling.”
They both down their drinks, and silver dress then stands before taking my hand and pulling me to my feet. I follow her and her friend out of the bar allowing her to lead me to her car. Getting into the passenger seat I watch as she quickly gets into the driver’s seat and starts the car as red top gets into the back seat.
A few minutes later we arrive at an apartment building. After getting out of the car I allow silver dress to take my hand again and lead me into the building, which has security cameras trained on the door. I smile widely at both cameras and then follow the two girls up two flights of stairs. Silver dress is shaking a bit, so she drops her keys as she’s trying to open her front door, so I bend down and pick them up telling her, “Allow me.” She just nods, so I unlock her door and push it open. They both walk in and I smile and ask, “Are you going to invite me in Darling?”
She smiles shyly and says, “Please come in.”
Too easy, still I grin and follow her inside the modest apartment. She asks, “Do you want something to drink?”
I smile my trademark lopsided boyish grin, although it feels weird on Stefan’s face, as I tell her, “In a bit perhaps, right now I want other things,” and although I know she understands what other things I want I also know she has no clue that she and her friend will be my drink when the night is through.
I walk to silver dress and brush my hand across her cheek before sliding my hand into her curly blonde hair and gripping it using my grip to tilt her head back so I can steal a brutal kiss. As our tongues clash her arms come up around my shoulders and she holds on tight.
When red top moves to walk past me I reach out with my free hand and grab her arm pulling her to me before leaning over and stealing a kiss from her too.
As I kiss red top senseless I use my free hand to unbutton her top and then let go of silver dress to slide the girl in the red top’s shirt off her shoulders to pool on the floor at her feet. Silver dress uses her freedom from my grip to reach behind herself and unzip her dress which slides down her body to pool at her feet.
Not to be out done red top slides her skirt down her hips and then steps out of it. I pull back from the kiss and look each of them over in their skimpy bras and panties. One thing I love about this new century is the undergarments women have taken to wearing these days. Red top’s are red lace to match her top and show little peaks of pink nipple through the holes in the lace. Silver dress’ bra and panties are silver with a black lace overlay. They both look quite fetching if I do say so, but perhaps we should move these proceedings somewhere more comfortable, so I smile what I hope is Stefan’s version of a seductive smile and ask, “Perhaps there is a more suitable location for us to continue our fun?”
Silver dress nods and takes my hand again leading me across her living room to a door, which leads to her modest bedroom. At least she has a big bed. As she turns back to face me she walks backwards until her knees hit the edge of the bed then I walk to her and I push her shoulders causing her to fall and land on the bed with a giggle. I pull off my shirt and then climb onto the bed kissing up her bare legs until I reach her panties. There is no need to rush so I kiss her mound through the fabric and then move my lips farther up to kiss her stomach. When I reach her bra I kiss and lick the tops of her breasts before reaching under her and unsnapping the catch with one hand. As I pull the fabric off of her I feel lips begin kissing my shoulder and moving along the expanse of my back to my other shoulder. I reach behind me and pull red top around in front of me before removing her brassier with one hand too. I love these garments, so much easier to remove than petticoats and corsets, though don't get me wrong corsets have their own appeal but I like the ease with which I can access a woman’s more entertaining bits in this day and age.
While one hand fondles silver dress’ breasts my lips descend on red top’s chest. I kiss the tops of each mound and then lick and kiss the globes before reaching her nipples and pulling first one into my mouth with a hard suck and then the other. Then I switch girls and use my hands on red top while my lips explore silver dress’ breasts. A few minutes later I switch back and then repeat it a few times.
Their hands are threaded through my hair as I mouth each of their breasts and clawing at my shoulders as I pinch and twist their nipples with my fingers. My pinching and twisting becomes a little harder with each passing second and then finally I bite with flat teeth on a nipple causing the girl I’m suckling to shriek but fortunately for me I only smell both of their arousals getting stronger with each hard twist, pull, and bite. I travel my kisses up to silver dress’ mouth and then look into her eyes compelling her, “You will not scream or try to run away though feel free to fight back.” I turn to look at red top who has wide eyes and tell her the same thing. After they’ve both repeated my words back to me I allow my Vampire face to emerge which causes them both to gasp before I lean down to silver dress’ chest and bite taking a small sip and smiling as she cries out in slight pain as I then move an inch over and take another small sip.
Thirty minutes later they’re both covered in bites all over their torsos, arms and legs and their blood and surprisingly their cum is covering all three of us in random smears. I pull back and stand for a moment before unzipping and dropping my pants. I reach down and grip my cock, hmm, not the quality of equipment I’m used to working with but I suppose it’ll suffice for the time being.
I crawl back onto the bed and lay on top of silver dress settling my legs between hers. I use my hand to guide my host’s, smaller than I would like, cock to the girl’s hole before pushing in and sighing. He may be smaller than I’m used to but at least it still feels almost as good.
I pull back and then push in as I lean to the side and bite red top on her jugular causing her blood to shoot all over me before I get my mouth over the wound and feed to my fill, or at least until she has no more blood left to give.
She cums once more just before I feel her life slip away so I focus on pounding into silver dress and then just as I’m about to cum, much sooner than I’m used to as well, I bite her jugular sending her over the edge and even more blood spraying all over me. I let the blood spurt over me a few times so when Stefan comes back to himself there will be no denying what I've done in his body then I latch on to her wound and drain her dry as well. I pound through my less than stellar orgasm and then pull out before rubbing myself all over the bloody messes that are the two girls I just fucked to death.
Getting up from the bed I then head into the bathroom to survey the damage. I smile at the sight before me in the mirror. Stefan is covered in blood from head to toe. It’s even in his hair. Perfect. I decide to try something and look at myself in the mirror catching my own eyes and tell myself, “After I have left your body Stefan you will not dispose of your bloody clothes nor try to hide what I did while in your body though you will take full responsibility for all of it when presented with the evidence of what I did tonight.” Happily, I find myself repeating what I just said so I’m hopeful it worked.
Smiling widely at the trouble I’ve no doubt caused and will continue to cause I throw Stefan’s clothes back on and then leave the apartment going back out the front door and being sure to be in clear view of the cameras so they can get nice shots of my bloody face as I push the door open with a bloody hand leaving my nicely defined hand print behind and walk out into the night.
Once I’m outside I head back to the Boarding House where I figure Damon and perhaps Elena are getting ready for bed. When I arrive I smile when I see that the Camaro is, in fact, sitting in the driveway so I noisily make my way inside knowing that Damon, nosy fucker that he is, won’t be able to stop himself from coming to find out what his little brother has been up to. I rush to one of the couches in the living room and sit down doing my best to adopt a forlorn expression.
A moment later Damon comes to the entrance of the room and stops before looking at me for a long minute. He frowns when he notices the blood covering me and walks into the room before heading to the alcohol cart and pouring two glasses of scotch. He hands one to me before saying, “Here you obviously need it if all that blood on you is any indication.”
He takes a sip from his own glass as I nod and take the drink before sipping at it waiting for my opportunity. It comes a minute later when Damon rests his hand on my shoulder and his thumb brushes the side of my neck.
Suddenly I find myself sitting in the living room of the Boarding house with Damon looking down at me as he rests his hand on my shoulder. The scent of human blood and sex is covering me as I blink a few times and take a deep breath scenting the blood and cum of at least two Humans saturating my pores. “Damon, what? What happened?”
He frowns and shrugs before removing his hand and telling me, “I don’t know, do you mean to tell me you blacked out? What do you remember?”
I frown back as I try to remember. “I remember burying Kol and Bonnie and digging the hole for Caroline but then I don’t remember anything.”
He smiles and says, “Well that’s good to know. You obviously had some fun, perhaps you should go clean up.”
I wonder why he thinks the fact I can’t remember is a good thing, but I nod and stand as I down the drink in my hand and place the empty glass on a side table before walking towards the stairs. I make it to the upstairs hallway before Elena comes out of Damon’s room and stares at me with watery eyes. Her eyes widen when she notices the blood covering me and she speeds to me before asking, “What, what happened to you?”
I shake my head, “I don’t know.”
She frowns, “What do you mean you don’t know? You’re covered in Human blood. Whose is it? It smells like more than one person. And did you have sex with them?”
I sigh, “I don’t know, Elena.”
Her frown deepens, “How can you not know? You can’t cause that much blood loss without major damage being done so how can you possibly not know whose blood that is?”
I frown and tell her, “I occasionally black out when I feed from Humans. It’s been a while since it happened last but it does happen on occasion, now if you’ll excuse me I need to clean up.”
I feel strangely detached as I walk past her into my room and strip before throwing my clothes in the trash. I consider burning them but then cast the idea aside and just leave them in the barrel.
Who did I kill? Why can’t I remember? It feels different than the other times I’ve blacked out. Instead of some lingering feeling of what I’ve done it’s just a big blank spot in my mind.
My thirst is steadily growing, so I shower quickly and then change clothes before sneaking out of the house through my bedroom window. Maybe some fresh air and perhaps a little more blood will do me some good.
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