So.. This is.. who actually knows how many times I have tried to write TVD fan fiction.

But, I hope that you'll like it.

Please, please, please, let me know what you think. You can't even imagine how much it would mean to me.

Disclaimer: Only own my OC. Sadly.

Prologue

Three wishes.

That's what he told me when we first met. When he saved me from my certain death. I couldn't never forget his eyes, his smirk or his voice. Not going to talk about those adorably sexy dimples.

With his smooth British accent, he gave me three wishes and he gave some time to think about what I wanted. It was hard, to be honest. When you had three wishes without any limits, handed to you on a silver tray, then it was hard to decide. No decision seemed to be good enough.

The number, which was only meant for me to use, stared back at me. With so many thoughts, I turned the piece of paper around and rested my head back against the wall, as my eyes fell out of the window. There she was, perfect like always, getting everything she ever wished for.

Elena Gilbert

My sister

A bitch

She was talking on the phone, about the man who gave me those wishes. She couldn't just stay back and hide, no, she had to just go and play the hero, getting everyone else around her killed. That was always like that. Her, saved, in the middle of the attention, loved.. you just name it. And then there was me.

Ronalda Gilbert

Her sister

Always the second one

I could clearly remember how she was saved first in the car crash off the bridge. How she was made to forget. Not me. Not my parents who were left to die. No one took those memories away, those about the supernatural creatures. I had to live in fear that one day, one day I will be eaten or something like that.

But my sister had the chance to go around and play an innocent, sad and orphaned lamb. Like I wasn't the one who was hurting too, like I didn't lost my parents, like I didn't almost die. No, it was her and always her. She was the one who was always saved, not me. Stefan was always there, Damon was always there, Bonnie, Caroline, Matt, Jeremy, Jenna, Alaric.. just name them and they were there.

I was like nothing.

A piece of trash to throw I to the corner.

With one last tiny breath, I picked up my phone and typed the number of hybrid, who was so occupied with getting his hands on my sister.

"Well hello, love."

My eyes were closed as I rested my head back and looked how the rain started falling. "I have my first wish." my lips whispered and my hands free finger ran down the cold glass, following the raindrop's sad path down.

"And?"

My decision was made "I want your blood. Don't ask why because I won't tell you. Just bring me your blood by tonight."

"You, Ronalda, are a strange one. But a promise is a promise. You can wait for my blood by tonight."

That was all I heeded to hear before I ended the call and rested my forehead against the glass. My hand squeezed the phone and heart started to beat faster. I was going to do that. I was going to kill myself in front of them all, Klaus's blood in my system so I wouldn't die.

I, Ronalda Gilbert, was going to show them that I wasn't a pathetic girl.

Not anymore.