"Human, I need clothes!" A female voice echoed from the guest room then down the stairs and into Sarah's ears. Sarah balled her fingers into a fist and twisted her body around. Her glaring eyes first roamed towards the man who was sitting on the couch in a daze, then redirected up the stairs in the direction that Katie resided.

Ever since Katie started staying here, she has forever been tormenting her. Go get that, go do that...it was as if she was her personal secretary or rather, her personal slave. And frankly, Sarah was sick and tired of her so much that she wished Damon had kicked her out...despite...