suicide mention!

"I HATE FUNERAL'S" Marcos Salvatore whined to his brother as they entered the Lockwood residence where the mayor's funeral was held.

"Oh come on don't go all Stefan on me and start brooding." Damon rolled his eyes. "Well maybe I'm brooding because I don't particularly like going to the funeral of someone who tried to kill me." Marcos grumbled rolling his eyes.

"Well go ahead an mingle i'm gonna find Bonnie" Damon says, before Marco could refuse the Salvatore already walked into a different direction

"I need a drink," Marco grumbled.

"Good wine isn't it?" A familiar voice said behind him.

He looked behind him and saw Elena, but he quickly rolled his eyes as he saw the curly hair and the outfit. "You're not fooling me Katherine."

Katherine giggled as she looked the Salvatore up and down. "You're the smartest and the sexiest Salvatore, hm."

Marco rolled his eyes before turning his back towards the brunette and taking a sip from his wine. "Oh come on, didn't you miss me?"

"Not particularly" The Salvatore muttered as he walked away, but the vampire of course followed him.

"We both know that's a lie Marco." Katherine spoke as she linked his arm with hers.

"What do you want Katherine?"

"You"

"How does a no sound to you?" Marco smiled sarcastically as he unlinked her arms, making her annoyed.

"You never said no all those years ago hm." She smirked, she was a fucking vixen, "I remember all the crazy vampire sex we had."

Marco coughed as in his wine glass as he looked angrily at her.

"Hm i wonder what Damon would think that instead of telling him that i wasn't in the tomb,  i was getting fucked by his big brother." She giggled as she walked away from him.

Marcos slammed his drawing book shut as the hands of Katherine Pierce advanced in his line of vision.

"Good day miss Pierce." He smiled politely, even though he didn't like the vampire he still learned to be polite to women.

"Good day mister Salvatore, can i ask what you were drawing?" The brunette asked as she took a seat next to him.

He didn't want to be rude and he also didn't want a slap in his face from his dad so he opened the book.

Drawn there was a beautiful woman , or better known as Eliza Forbes , the town's prettiest girl.

Marcos was in love with her and she was in love with him, it was like the perfect romance in the night the both of them would sneak out together and spend an amazing night together, Katherine knew it ,of course she knew, she knew everything

Katherine snarled at the drawing of the women, she was mad that the brother didn't love her like the rest of his brothers did.

She knew his father slipped vervain in his tea, but she was going to put an end to that.

Two nights later Eliza Forbes was found dead ,her body hanging from the ceiling and a suicide note on her desk.

Marcos was absolutely heartbroken and he didn't understand why she would kill herself.

oh if only he knew.

"Wow cover up fabio nobody wants to see that." Damon grimaced as Stefan rolled his eyes and pulled his shirt down. "We've got a crazy ex on the loose."

"Looks like Kathy wants to steal your man" Damon jokes, but Stefan shakes his head as he looks towards a flustered Marcos.

"He's the one she wants." Stefan nods towards his older brother who clenches his jaw.

"Yeah i've realized it when she kept stalking me" He scoffed scratching at the back of his head.

Elena rubs Stefan's shoulder before standing up. "I'm gonna go check on Jenna and Jeremy. Let me know when you guys are done."

"So what's it gonna be huh? Fight to the death?" Damon smirks, getting into a fighting position and pretends to punch with his fists." Marco shakes his head with amusement as he looks at his younger brothers. "Go ahead, make your threats, stake your claim."

"I'm not gonna fight you" Stefan comments standing up.

"Why?! I'd fight me."

"You too do realize Katherine wants to wedge our brothership apart right?" Marco comments, making Stefan nod in agreement.

"That's why he doesnt want to fight you, you dumb bafoon." Marco comments before slapping Damon upside his head before leaving.

He needed to think and he needed a drink .

-What to do when you dont know what to write....Write a flashback! ;)