[The Vampire Diaries] I heard I'm dead

Mystic Falls is an old town.Mayor Lockwood has been in charge for many years, but still loves the Founders' Gathering.But for small towns, it's an event that belongs to everyone.

Vicki tried to ask Taylor to bring her, but was refused.But that didn't stop her from coming to this fundraiser.In fact, she didn't really want to give up on the mayor's son, although she had to admit in her heart that she still liked Jeremy a little bit.

"Vicky," Jeremy called to her, "where are you going?"

"Please, Jeremy, I don't have that close relationship with you." Vicky was a little irritable, and she was often restless since she was attacked by Damon.Of course, no one knows who the murderer is except the vampires involved and a few supernatural beings.

Jeremy didn't let her go so easily.For adolescents, it is difficult to grasp the degree: "Can't you leave Taylor and be with me?"

"It's obvious that she doesn't want to be with you, a little boy who hasn't matured yet. Should I give you a bottle so that you won't cry like a baby who can't find a mother?" Taylor appeared in Vicky's later.The timing of his words was so opportune, it was the perfect way to piss off Jeremy.

Jeremy cursed loudly, "You bastard!"

"Want to fight?" Taylor didn't show any weakness: "Scream like a dog in front of my house, fight? Then come on!"

The two quickly tore together.Jeremy was clearly not as physically fit as Taylor - so he was quickly crushed underneath.Tyler punched him in the face so hard that Jeremy's nose was bleeding.Vicky begged them to stop, but the fighting men were like mad bulls.

"No!" Bonnie pushed Vicky away angrily. "Stop!" she said.

At this moment, the colorful light bulbs above their heads - the kind of small lanterns hanging in a long strip on the tree - suddenly lined up and burst one by one.Everyone present was taken aback, and Jeremy and Taylor were quickly separated by the onlookers.

"What did you do?" Vicky asked Bonnie in horror.

"Don't be like this, maybe the quality of the light bulb is not good," Matt came over and hugged Vicky, he felt that his sister was always a little nervous recently. "I'll take her over there first," he said apologetically to Bonnie. "She might need a drink."

Also frightened was Bonnie.

She can feel—those light bulbs, because of her.She was trembling, with her arms folded across her chest, and she looked around.It was as if he had turned into a monster in the dark, afraid of being discovered by the crowd.Such fear spread and piled up, almost covering her.

"Hi, Bonnie."

Bonnie turned and backed away abruptly, only to realize it was Alice.

Alice didn't seem to notice her ghostly look, but reached out and took hers tightly. "Take it easy," she said.

Bonnie was pulled by her all the way up the hill and into the woods.Until the top of the mountain, the footsteps slowly stopped. "I don't know what's wrong with me," Bonnie said. "Like a monster."

"You shouldn't think like this, Bonnie." Alice said: "There are many people in this world who have special energy, vampires, witches, werewolves, among them only those who are extremely vicious can be called monsters, and the rest , just a part of nature.”

"What are you talking about?" Bonnie said strangely. "It sounds like a novel! I don't think we're in the world of Twilight or Harry Potter."

"It's certainly not the Twilight world," Alice said with a smile. "It's far more complicated than Twilight, dear."

She picked up a withered lily-of-the-valley from the ground, put it in the palm of Bonnie's hand, and took hers with her own.Alice slowly closed her eyes, like a messenger from Wonderland, bringing Bonnie into an unprecedented world.

She guided Bonnie to open her palm, and the lily-of-the-valley had a strange life again, like a butterfly spreading its wings and blooming its fresh stamens.

"You are a witch," said Alice, "go home now, and I think Granny will explain it to you."

Grandma did give Bonnie a more detailed answer.Her grandmother was a witch, her mother was a witch, so Bonnie was a witch too — ancestral, to be precise.

"So how did Alice know?" Bonnie wondered, "She doesn't look surprised at all."

"Because she is a witch too, my child," said the grandmother kindly.

But grandma still didn't say a word.The girl, Alice Brown, was haunted by something ominous, like the dead air that attracts crows.

But that was much later.During the time Bonnie and Alice are still in the woods, Bonnie feels nothing but fear.She said loudly, "No, I don't want to hear you tell some inexplicable stories. You are only a 15-year-old girl. I am crazy to ask you for help." She put these words down cruelly and hurried away.

At this moment, their mutual friends are all at the party, and no one can mediate for them, and no one can understand Alice's grief.She's lived a long, long time—and still can't handle something sad like this.

Elena walked up to Stefan gracefully with a glass of wine in her hand, and said mischievously, "Don't you want a drink?"

"No thanks, I think it's satisfying enough to see you drink it," replied the young vampire.

Caroline, who saw all this from a distance, said enviously: "They are so sweet, aren't they?"

But Damon beside him didn't agree.

"It's just hypocritical feelings," his voice was full of unknown jealousy: "Maybe my dear brother will get tired of it tomorrow." He ignored Caroline's surprised eyes, but walked straight into the lively dance crowd .Immediately, his figure disappeared without a sound, as if he had evaporated.

Caroline and Damon, the makeshift couple, are sloppy, but Elena and Stefan are still sticking together.The ambiguous atmosphere was bubbling around them, until Elena's question broke it: "Tell me about Catherine."

Stefan immediately became vigilant: "Why do you say this?"

"She's your ex-girlfriend after all, isn't she?" Elena was also a little unhappy.She knew that mentioning Catherine would affect her relationship with Stefan, but there was no doubt that the name Catherine could not be avoided.

"No, we shouldn't talk about this." Stefan was very irritable: "Why are you asking? It's Damon! Damon must have told you! The Elena I told you is far from Damon Stay away!"

"This has nothing to do with Damon!" Elena also raised her voice: "This has nothing to do with anyone else. What we want to discuss is why your ex-girlfriend has the same face as me!"

Stefan suddenly realized that both he and Elena were losing their minds.All of the vampire's emotions are magnified, so he controls himself with the greatest force: "It's Damon's trick, Elena, he's trying to put us at odds."

Elena didn't accept his favor at all. "The problem between the two of us was never Damon," she said coldly, "Stefan, it's you."

After saying this, she turned and left.

Elena couldn't figure out why this was happening between her and Stefan.She walked slowly along the silent street, thinking of every beautiful moment, almost shed tears.

It was getting dark, and the people in the town were going home to sleep except for gatherings.There was only one person walking in front of Elena, it was a blonde girl, her body was trembling a little.

"Caroline?" Elena called hesitantly.

Caroline turned around as if frightened. The autumn wind blew her tulle scarf, and she had a beautiful feeling against the street lamps.But Elena found something surprising: "Caroline, what happened to your neck?"

"It's nothing." Caroline hurriedly tucked in her scarf and forced out a sweet smile.She will not easily let people see her fragility, even in front of good friends.

"Who did it?" Elena insisted, "Is it Damon? It's him!"

Caroline hastily denied: "No. Mind your own business, Elena." She was like a rose with thorns, and everyone who was attracted by beauty and confidence had to be pricked first.

But Elena was convinced of this fact.She is a gentle person, but also a stubborn person.Damon quickly got a warning from the angry female leopard: "Look at your ugly methods. If you dare to hurt Caroline again, I will definitely not let you go—never!"

How lethal are humans against the vampire threat?But Damon was threatened by her, just because she was Elena, the girl he carefully concealed his feelings for.

So when Caroline went to Salvatore's house that night, she accepted Damon's anger that had nowhere to vent.The vampire bit her neck, but quickly collapsed to the ground.That's right, before both of them knew it, Caroline had already drank the wine mixed with verbena that Stefan had prepared for her.

These tiny amounts of verbena saved Caroline's life.But she was frightened, she couldn't stand upright and knocked on the coffee table behind her, and a cool and slippery thing fell into her hand.She subconsciously grabbed the little thing in her hand, and fled the Salvatore mansion in a panic.

Caroline spent the night in terror, and the stone in her hand gave her a sense of security strangely.

When it was daylight, she got up and looked at the little thing carefully - it looked like a transparent crystal stone, nothing special.Caroline picked out a pendant from her jewelry box, pulled off the tarnished emerald on it, and then put the crystal on a string, and hung it right around her neck.

Alice disagrees with this."The energy aura of that stone is so weird, you shouldn't be carrying it," she said.

Caroline brushed her hair proudly: "It's better for me to decide what accessories I want to wear, Alice."

She said and walked away.But running into Bonnie less than 5 minutes later, the dark-skinned good friend said the same thing to her.

"Okay, okay," Caroline felt a little frustrated, she took off the necklace and handed it to Bonnie: "To be honest, you really don't need to be so weird all the time."

Bonnie brought back the stone, stared at it for a few days, and finally couldn't help but go to Alice.

"Hi," she said awkwardly.The unhappiness of the previous few days is still vivid.

"Hi," Alice asked friendly, ignoring her embarrassment, "how's it going?"

"It's okay," Bonnie said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for how I treated you the day before yesterday, I shouldn't have said that... oh no, I mean," Bonnie said a little bit incoherently, and finally said with her head down, "Okay, I'm a witch."

"Hey Bonnie," said Alice, "it's nothing to be upset about. You've always been interested in witches, haven't you?"

"But this is still different from being a witch." Bonnie didn't seem to want to continue this topic, she took out a crystal from her bag, "By the way, let me show you this."

Alice took it. "I've seen it," she said. "It's Caroline's. Got it from Damon, if I'm not mistaken."

Bonnie confirmed her guess. "That's right, Damon came to me yesterday to get it back, and I used my witch power to scare him away." Bonnie shrugged, pointed at the crystal and said, "This must be something important."

"What are you talking about?" A familiar voice suddenly came from behind the two of them.

"Oh, we're saying Bonnie is a witch." Alice turned around and saw that it was Elena, and stuck out her tongue at her, and Bonnie made a grimace in response.

Elena thought they were joking and said, "Then I'm a vampire."

"Come on, Elena," said Bonnie, "what Alice said is true, I'm a witch."

"Oh, well," Elena was taken aback by the sincerity of her face, "maybe you can demonstrate some... I mean, witch tricks?"

Seeing Elena's obviously disbelieving expression, Bonnie curled her lips at Alice helplessly, and got an encouraging smile.Bonnie closed her eyes and said the spell silently in her heart, and then the coffee cups in front of them slowly floated up.

"Look, a witch's trick." Bonnie opened her eyes and said handsomely.

Alice caught the falling cup and drank the coffee in one gulp: "Congratulations, we have one more witch!"