Dear diary, the Miss Mystic Falls Pageant is tomorrow, and I still don't have a dress. I haven't talked to Caroline in a while. She's been too busy with Tyler to be bothered. She's not the only person ignoring me; Damon hasn't been talking to me since the whole Klaus situation. He left this morning the second Bonnie came over, not even a word to me. I told him I was sorry for disappearing like that, could he still be mad about that? I don't know what I'm going to do about him, but that can wait.

-Blaise

Bonnie and Blaise sat cross-legged in the middle of the Salvatore living room. A pile of leaves on the floor between them, their hands connected, and their eyes closed. "Alright Bonbon, let's get this thing started," I said, trying to put myself in high spirits. It's never good to start meditation in a negative headspace, who knows what might manifest.

"And you're not worried at all that if we mess this up Klaus will kill us?" Bonnie asks, stating the obvious.

I instantly frown, annoyed she would even bring up that mutt's name, "We won't be worried because we'll be prepared okay? We can do this, you and me together, that's all that matters." I say trying to convince myself that I feel this way.

"Okay, what about Damon? Is he okay with this?" Bonnie asks.

"Of course not, we haven't talked in two days, which puts extra emphasis on him hating me. This morning before you got here, he didn't even wake me up with kisses. Nor did he make me coffee, he just sat there and read a book." I complain; I take a sip of the smoothie Bonnie brought over. Bonnie snorted, taking a bite of her breakfast sandwich, "So what he likes to read." Bonnie tried to reason.

"It was Twilight! He hates that shit!" I shout, throwing my arms up in the air. Bonnie chuckles a bit, she shrugged her shoulders, I feel bad for just dumping on her emotionally. I instantly changed the subject, "So how are things going with Jeremy?"

"It's going, though I don't like him like that anymore, I think I'm gonna take some time to focus on myself and my powers before I jump back on the bandwagon. Plus I think he's into you more, and don't deny it. It's fine if he is, I don't think I ever liked Jeremy in that way."

I don't say anything, though she had a point about Jeremy, maybe I should talk with him eventually. If he didn't stop giving me bedroom eyes, Damon would scoop them out with a spoon.

"Well, I'm happy for you whatever you decide. You're way too beautiful to be wasting your time on someone who can't appreciate you." I smile at her, Bonnie lets out a breath, a determined look on her face.

"Okay, let's get into this meditation. Face me directly, and give me your hands, it'll work better if we're physically connected." Bonnie directs me, grabbing my hands.

"Okay, now just breathe, block everything out. Nothing else matters right now, but me and you in this space. The leaves sitting between us represent life, and nature and " Bonnie said, leading our meditation session. She's doing the best she can to lead me down a more positive path, but that last word echoed in my ears. Bouncing off the imaginary walls in my head, suddenly I felt like I was sinking into the floor. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my ears were ringing violently, I wanted to cry from the ache.

Even though I was still sitting, I felt myself moving forward at such a speed that everything was becoming a blur. Then I just stopped, it all stopped. The ringing in my ears was gone, and my heart rate felt back to normal. When I opened my eyes, I was standing in the woods. In the distance, I could see a home with its lights on inside. Three figures moved around, I could hear some talking but it was muffled. I moved in closer to get a better look, when I came to the edge of the forest the voices became clearer, so did the tiny figures I couldn't see before.

Still not close enough to know what was going on, I took one step forward, and I was in the home. I froze, not sure what was going on until I heard my mom's voice.

"Blaise, are you packed yet?" She called from the dining room, I looked at her confused. Then a young teenage girl came stomping down the steps, I recognized the amulet around the girl's neck.

"Holy shit that's me," I whisper; if I shouted I doubt someone would hear me. This seemed to be more of a memory than anything else.

"I don't wanna go! I like it here, and Elena and I are friends. And what about Bonnie, she's the closest thing to a sister I have. You could have at least let me go to the party tonight to say goodbye instead of disappearing." The little girl huffs, tears stained her eyes, though for some reason I don't remember this part of the conversation at all. I was slightly confused, maybe I repressed the memory, it's just as painful to rewatch than to live in the moment of it.

"You're 15 years old, parties aren't important right now. Plus I never liked you hanging around that fast little girl, to begin with. That girl is nothing but trouble and darkness, the Gilbert's can smile in my face all they want, but I know people die around them." My mom fussed, she was sitting at the table shuffling cards, I instantly recognized them as her favorite tarot deck.

"You ruin everything in my life! Kids bully me and call you crazy old witch lady, and Elena and Bonnie were the only two who stood up for me! Magic isn't real mom! It's all fake! And you make us all look crazy!" The young girl was shouting at this point, and my mom's face suddenly changed. She looked like she felt guilty. That quickly changed, her facial expression neutral, and that was my biggest problem with my mother. She wasn't very nurturing, she did things for us to survive, and cooks dinner, but never once did she ever tell me she loved me. Not have I ever heard her tell me how proud of me she was, nothing, she was just cold all of the time.

"Mes beaux petits oiseaux, pourquoi êtes-vous si bleus ? Mes beaux petits oiseaux, enfermés dans une cage pour que tu aies grandi, mon beau petit oiseau n'est plus en cage."(My beautiful little birds, why are you so blue? My beautiful little birds, locked in a cage so out you grew, my beautiful little bird is caged no more.) My father's voice, he was coming from the basement, his singing voice was so lovely. His accent was rich and buttery. He kissed my mom on the cheek, she gave him a side-eye, though she smiled anyway, unable to resist his charm.

When he made his way to the young girl, he bent down on one knee meeting her eye to eye. He smiled as he took her hand, and I wanted to sob. I missed my father so much, no one in this world deserves him, not even my mother.

"Blaise, mon amour (my love), I know you don't want to leave your friends. We don't want to take away your happiness, we want to protect you. Sometimes when you want to protect the people you love, you have to be selfish. It's not about what you want to do, it's about what you have to do. Please no more arguing with your mother, pack the rest of your clothes, and get ready."

He explained in a soft voice, it was authoritative, but not harsh. I watch my younger self pout, but she doesn't argue, running back up the stairs. The image is starting to blur, the last thing I see is my dad turning to my mom grinning at her. I feel tears stream down my face, I hadn't noticed I was crying. My memories of that night are spotty, so I'm not too sure what happens next. I'm sure I was about to find out. I'm moving forward in a random direction again, everything is blurry. It takes a while for my vision to focus, but it clears up after a moment, suddenly I'm in the kitchen.

Both my parents are in a rush, going through the fridge, and cabinets making sure that they haven't overlooked anything important.

Suddenly something flashed past my parents. I went to move forward but there was a barrier keeping me out of the kitchen. The couple seems to be aware of the third person in their presence, though they don't say anything. They made eye contact for a brief second; still not making a sound, then they kept moving. Suddenly my mom was whisked off her feet, and thrown out of the kitchen and into the living room right at my feet.

"Where do you two think you're going? You can't hide from Klaus, trust me I've tried." Said a familiar voice, I couldn't see their face yet, the intruder's back was facing towards me. The intruder took a knife off the counter and stabbed my father in his gut roughly, before he fell to the ground he gave my mother a knowing look. I'm at a loss for words. I'm mostly confused because I don't remember this at all, my mom tried to get up to her feet. Her face twisted up in pain, just then the younger version of myself came running down the steps.

"Mama what's going on?" The young girl asked, coming from the stairs, by the time she reached the bottom of the steps; my mom had finally made it to her feet. She backed up towards me, pushing me behind her ready to defend me from the stranger.

"You will not have my child, her life does not belong to you. I warn you, she will remember this, and you will regret this day." My mother says, her breathing ragged, the stranger that hovered over my dad's body slowly turned. When the stranger sped towards my mother, my mom pushed out her palms trying to use her powers, but they weren't working.

The stranger smirked when she realized my mother was defenseless,"I doubt that, after I'm done with her, she won't remember a thing. Any last words Maylen?" The stranger asked, their voice laced with sarcasm, it was evident they somehow found all of this amusing. The younger girl stood behind our mother. The teenage me was trying to push past our mom's arms, yelling and shouting for this snake-like person to let my mother go. The young girl begged, and begged, but the snake paid the teen no mind. The stranger held my mother firmly in their grasp, there was no way she could escape. By the look she had on her face, I don't think she planned to. She only said one thing, no she said a name, one I knew all too well. It slipped past her lips like a whisper, it was as if only I was meant to hear it.

"Katherine Pierce." My mother said a knowing smirk on her lips, and even when the snake dug the kitchen knife into my mother's side, she was still smiling. It was as if she had won some unknown prize. Finally, when my mother's body fell to the ground, the face of my parents murder was revealed to me. I was shocked, all these years I thought I was the one that killed them because I lost control. I was so angry, my body felt hot, and my eyes stung as tears flowed from my eyes. I did not wipe them away, I wanted to mourn my parents, I never got the chance to just be sad. I never got the chance to cry, because the tears never came, for years I didn't cry about it.

My younger self sat on the floor weeping, crying so hard my face was turning red, and no doubt my face was in pain from it being twisted up so hard. My heart aches to relieve this pain all over again. I wish I could have died with my family that night, but not only am I still alive; I'm a vampire. Life is cruel like that.

"Let's go little one, Klaus wants you." Kathrine tries to pull me from my mother but I wouldn't budge. She made a groaning sound, annoyed with my stubbornness.

"Look, I don't give a damn about you being a kid, but unfortunately I have to take you alive. Now let's go!" Kathrine shouts, she tries to pull the teenager from her mother again, but suddenly my mother's amulet glows brightly.

"Get out of my house! Leave me and my family alone!" The young girl shouted at Katherine, her palms open at her sides, and when she snapped them shut the candles that were burning went ablaze. Kathrine suddenly realized that there were trails of some liquid going in different directions all over the house.

"You've gotta be kidding me! Of course, Elijah would send me into a trap" Kathrine shouts, the teen was still shouting as the fire spread throughout the house burning through everything.

All her memories that she and her family made were being destroyed, and charred. Kathrine just watched the young girl in horror, it looked like the young girl was possessed by blind rage. The teenagers eyes glowed a bright red color, as the flames grew strong they flickered around wildly. Who knew one child could have so much power? Kathrine snatched up the girl while she was distracted. The vampire ran them both out of the house, the little girl could scream and kick all she wanted. It was no one around for miles, when Kathrine finally got them far enough from the house she held onto the young girl with a tight grip.

Kathrine looked at the teenager in her brown eyes, Kathrine held onto the girl's head so she couldn't turn away. " Kathrine said compelling the young girl, she shook her head that she understood Katherine's words.

Kathrine turned the child's head towards her eyes one more time, compelling the girl again.Kathrine handed the girl the phone, and as the younger version of myself began talking things became blurry. I started moving again, everything was a blur, the ringing in my ears had started again. It sounded like someone was calling my name, but they sounded far away.

When I finally came to, the moving came to an unexpected stop damn near launching me from my seat on the floor. I sucked in a breath of air, I hadn't realized I was holding it in this whole time.

"...Blaise....Blaise...wake up, can you hear me?" Bonnie's voice sounded like a distorted echo, slowly I blinked my eyes open. The lights were flickering wildly, the fire in the candles was so intense, that the candles were burning down by the seconds. The thing that caught my eyes the most was the once lively leaves Bonnie found for our meditation; they had turned soft, and weathered, all the color drained to the point where they were black.

"Blaise what happened, you blacked out for a second, then you were crying...and then this." Bonnie gestures around the room, the lights are back to normal, but all the candles Bonnie just bought were done for.

I brought my eyes up to see Bonnie's, "It was Kathrine, Kathrine Pierce killed my parents, and when I see her I'm going to kill her."

A/N: Welp....even when I was writing this, I wasn't expecting it to go this direction. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, please vote, and leave comments!