Meg pressed the campana, bell of a big, fancy house. Whoever owned the place was eager to meet her, because Meg had barely withdraw her finger when the door opened.
“Good evening, te must be April” the man said. “Come in” He stepped aside and Meg entered. She took of her cappotto and the man swallowed. She was wearing a little black dress with a deep décolleté and the dress barely covered her butt.
“Eh…can I offer te a drink?” the man suggested.
“No” Meg refused. She wanted this to get over with. “Can we just get to it?”
“Yeah, of course” the man agreed. “My name is Brad, da the way” He turned around and led her to the bedroom. He closed the door behind her and then he walked towards her until he was only inches away. He cupped her face and kissed her. He lifted her from the ground and carried her to the bed.
Cas was running down the streets. He had considered taking a taxi, but he was not familiar with this kind of transport and he figured it would only be a waste of time. Fortunately he had crossed all streets of the united stated when he was an Angel and he remembered every single one of them.
Brad went with his hands underneath Meg’s dress and took off her panties. Then he came back to her face and as he kissed her, he pulled her up so he could unzip the dress. Meg closed her eyes as Brad went inside her, after putting a condom around his cock.
Cas kicked the door open and ran inside the fancy house. Meg was nowhere to be seen, but there were noises from upstairs. The stairs was standing in the middle of the living room and Cas hurried towards it. He followed the groaning noises and slammed the bedroom door open.
A stranger was lying on superiore, in alto of Meg and his hips were moving in a rapid pace.
Cas ran towards the bed, grabbed Brad da his short, brown hair and pulled him off the bed.
“Cas!” Meg exclaimed and she quickly grabbed the sheet to cover her naked body.
Cas buried his fist in Brad’s face and broke his nose. Then he aimed for his eye and punched.
“Stop it! You’re going to kill him!” Meg screamed and she climbed out of bed, the sheets wrapped around her. Her left hand holding the sheets, she hurried to Cas. “Leave him alone!” she shouted and she pulled his arm. But Cas jerked his arm and pushed her away.
Though Meg didn’t give any sign of being physically hurt, Cas let go of Brad and hurried to her.
“I’m so sorry. Are te okay?” Cas asked worried.
“Yeah” Meg answered. She accepted Cas’ hand and the sheets fell off. Twelve secondi long they stared at each other, both having trouble breathing.
Then Cas exclaimed from pain and Lost his balance. Meg caught him and they both fell on their knees. Brad looked down on him, blood running from his nose and a bloodstained paper-knife in his hands. Meg scribbled up and raced towards him. Brad, surprised da Meg’s sudden attack, dropped the coltello and staggered backwards.
Meg picked up the coltello and drove it through his stomach. She pulled it out and stabbed again. She kept stabbing, until Brad fell on the ground and stopped moving.
“Good evening, te must be April” the man said. “Come in” He stepped aside and Meg entered. She took of her cappotto and the man swallowed. She was wearing a little black dress with a deep décolleté and the dress barely covered her butt.
“Eh…can I offer te a drink?” the man suggested.
“No” Meg refused. She wanted this to get over with. “Can we just get to it?”
“Yeah, of course” the man agreed. “My name is Brad, da the way” He turned around and led her to the bedroom. He closed the door behind her and then he walked towards her until he was only inches away. He cupped her face and kissed her. He lifted her from the ground and carried her to the bed.
Cas was running down the streets. He had considered taking a taxi, but he was not familiar with this kind of transport and he figured it would only be a waste of time. Fortunately he had crossed all streets of the united stated when he was an Angel and he remembered every single one of them.
Brad went with his hands underneath Meg’s dress and took off her panties. Then he came back to her face and as he kissed her, he pulled her up so he could unzip the dress. Meg closed her eyes as Brad went inside her, after putting a condom around his cock.
Cas kicked the door open and ran inside the fancy house. Meg was nowhere to be seen, but there were noises from upstairs. The stairs was standing in the middle of the living room and Cas hurried towards it. He followed the groaning noises and slammed the bedroom door open.
A stranger was lying on superiore, in alto of Meg and his hips were moving in a rapid pace.
Cas ran towards the bed, grabbed Brad da his short, brown hair and pulled him off the bed.
“Cas!” Meg exclaimed and she quickly grabbed the sheet to cover her naked body.
Cas buried his fist in Brad’s face and broke his nose. Then he aimed for his eye and punched.
“Stop it! You’re going to kill him!” Meg screamed and she climbed out of bed, the sheets wrapped around her. Her left hand holding the sheets, she hurried to Cas. “Leave him alone!” she shouted and she pulled his arm. But Cas jerked his arm and pushed her away.
Though Meg didn’t give any sign of being physically hurt, Cas let go of Brad and hurried to her.
“I’m so sorry. Are te okay?” Cas asked worried.
“Yeah” Meg answered. She accepted Cas’ hand and the sheets fell off. Twelve secondi long they stared at each other, both having trouble breathing.
Then Cas exclaimed from pain and Lost his balance. Meg caught him and they both fell on their knees. Brad looked down on him, blood running from his nose and a bloodstained paper-knife in his hands. Meg scribbled up and raced towards him. Brad, surprised da Meg’s sudden attack, dropped the coltello and staggered backwards.
Meg picked up the coltello and drove it through his stomach. She pulled it out and stabbed again. She kept stabbing, until Brad fell on the ground and stopped moving.
“Bonnie?” Damon shouted. “Bonnie, where are you? Get back here!” But when nothing happened he understood he had to do this himself. He looked up at the chains and started pulling with all his strength. It hurt immensely, but he couldn’t stop. If this pain was necessary to be with Elena, he would go through it.
After a few minutes, that felt like hours, his right hand was liberated. Without hesitating he pulled his left arm and this time it took less time to free himself.
Then everything went black.
Damon opened his eyes and found himself outside on the spot where Bonnies house used to be. He looked at his arms. They had healed. He scribbled up and looked around. He felt different, like he’d been born again. Elena. He had to see Elena. And so he started walking in the direction of the Boarding House. He could sense she was there.
After a few minutes, that felt like hours, his right hand was liberated. Without hesitating he pulled his left arm and this time it took less time to free himself.
Then everything went black.
Damon opened his eyes and found himself outside on the spot where Bonnies house used to be. He looked at his arms. They had healed. He scribbled up and looked around. He felt different, like he’d been born again. Elena. He had to see Elena. And so he started walking in the direction of the Boarding House. He could sense she was there.
