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It had been a week since Vic had gotten back from her break in New York. A week since she had listened to the voicemail she had received from Jett yet had been too high or drunk to remember anything about it. She had been blissfully ignorant of what could have been but after trying again and again to call him after what had happened to Logan, she had discovered the voicemail and it was like everything was crashing down around her. She didn’t know how many times she had listened to the voicemail now but she did know that she was coming down from the high she had been on for the last couple of hours. She had gone from being blissfully calm to feeling like she could scream and cry until she had nothing left. She was craving something - anything - that could take the edge off but she didn’t have the energy to get up and give herself a fix. Her hands started to shake and she ran a hand through her hair, jumping slightly when her bedroom door opened. Seeing that it was only Rose, Vic let her hand drop into her lap, not caring about how bad she must’ve looked. It didn’t matter anymore. “Rosie…” She started, her voice cracking. “Rosie, I’ve fucked up. I’ve…I’ve screwed everything up. I fucked up.”

Alaric had been sat at the bar with his classic order of a bourbon in his grasp before turning to the Salvatore girl next to him. The friend daughter of his best friend and previous guardian. He’d always been extremely close to her family. Hell, her older brother Rick was named after him. “Ah, Rosie” The man turns his attention to the young woman. “Long time no see. Haven’t forgetten your old mans friend now, have you?” He said curious. “How is your father by the way?” He said and paused after when he realized what he should have asked her.“More importantly, how are you doing?” He corrected himself.

Liz sat at the booth in the far back of the cafe, chuckling softly before it was too much to watch. Sighing, Liz got out of the booth and walked over to Rose. “I know you’re like sort of new at this sort of thing, but this is how it’s done.” She grinned, turning to the guy next to her. “She asked you to go outside with her. She doesn’t want to sleep with you so wipe that smirk off your face. What she really wanted... was this.” Keeping her eyes on his, she reached for the knife that was on the bar used for cutting limes and lemons. Without blinking she managed to cut through his skin, exposing blood rapidly. Grabbing Rose’s cup, she held it under his wrist and let the blood fill the glass. His screams of pain didn’t bother her, only annoyed her. “Oh shut up.” She compelled him. “You grabbed the knife off the bar and cut yourself because Lindsey over there realized she doesn’t actually love you... right, Lindz?” She looked over to Lindsey who nodded in fear. “There... now bye.” She waved them off, looking back to Rose.

"Dude, I'm not even joking. It was freaking huge! If I wouldn't have looked weird, I totally would have taken a picture and sent it to you."

Vic Donovan & Rose Salvatore Moodboard

“Rosie?” Vic called out, stepping into the living room of the boarding house. She had gotten separated from her best friend at some point during their crazed vampire hunt and hadn’t seen her since, and the blonde needed to know that her friend was okay. “Rose, you home?”

“How about, you get your bloody hands off my brother, yes?” He smirked before flashing over to her, grabbing her by her neck and throwing her against a parked car that was already smashed to bits from his bat. He grabbed a piece of broken glass from the windshield, walking closer to her.