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Damon POV
I was sitting in my usual place at the bar with a the needed scotch the highly appealing bartender gave me. I gave her my best charming smile and leaned forward a bit on the bar.
"You know, I think you seem a bit overworked," I said. She gave me the I-have-had-this-happen-too-many-times look before brushing her dull brown hair behind her shoulder to reveal the neck with the appetizing vein in it. I took a deep breathe and leaned in closer so our eyes met.
"Let me rephrase that, you will take a break in five minutes and meet me in the back. Got it?" I raised an eyebrow at her.
"I will take a break in five minutes and meet you in the back," She replied, completely unfocused. I relaxed my posture and smirked the usual smirk. How good it was to be able to compel the weak.
"Good, see you soon," I said and got up to leave. Of course, she blinked a few times then glared at me.
"You have to pay," She barked at me. I closed my eyes while letting out a sigh. I looked at her straight in the eyes.
"You'd think you realize how this goes by now," I started to say when I compelled her again. "I don't need to pay."
"You don't need to pay," She repeated. Her whole body swung away from me and onto the next customer. I continued with my walk out of the Grill when Alaric came through the door. Oh great! This day is just wonderful! He was obviously having the same thoughts because his face twisted up when he saw me. I walked closer to him.
"Not happy to see me?" I mocked him. He glowered down at me and my so-called "child behavior."
"I'm just here to get a drink. I'm surprised you're leaving so early, it's what? 9 at night. You're usually time is 2 or 3 in the morning," Alaric snapped back at me. I jolted back like his comment stung me and I put up the hands in a surrendering way.
"Ouch, that one stung," I said, earning the hatred look from Alaric. I turned away from him and was about to walk out the door when-
"Why are you leaving? Out to kill?" He murmured to me. Oh, like I was going to tell him that!
"I didn't know you were so interested in me," I told him. I raised my eyebrows so high I could feel them hitting my bangs. Alaric did an overlook before turning away and too the bar. I shrugged my shoulders to no one, continuing my walk outside. The cool air whipped across my face causing me to become more alert at more surroundings. I heard nothing but the clanging of the employee door to the back opening and then closing. I ran vampire speed to the back and pressed the girl bartender against the wall with my hand at her throat. She looked shocked, and ready to scream when I put my hand over her mouth.
"You will not make a sound, and you will not try to stop me," I compelled her. She nodded and was hypnotized. I released my hand from her mouth. She smiled at me showing her slightly straight teeth. Oh if only she know...
I attacked her. I went straight for the neck vein and began letting the liquid slip down my throat. It tasted so good! I kept drinking and drinking until nothing more came out. I pulled away from her and let go of her limp body. She slumped down to the ground in the most hideous form. I wiped the blood from my mouth and onto her shirt before picking up the body and going for the forest. I sped so quick I was gone in a blur to the eye.
Faster and faster, farther and farther. I stopped at the familiar sound of rushing water. In my stop, I waited to hear anything, but no noise came to me at all. The closest sound I could hear was the cars flying by on the road leading to the Grill. I looked at the blood stained body in my arms and felt no remorse. Another joy of being a vampire was turning off your feelings. If only I could do that fully and control it with...no, I will not go down that road.
The sudden thoughts of feelings brought back the memories of the past few days. To start of Katharine had been right about Elena being in danger when I was putting her in the tomb, the originals were after us now that we had Elena safe in our care and that we killed Elijah, oh and Elena has no clue that I revealed how I felt about her and that Stefan deserves her instead of me. I couldn't help but feel frustrated at these thoughts. Everything was brought back to Katharine. If she didn't come here than there would be no problems! I hope she's suffering in that tomb.
The breeze sweeping my bangs into my eyes had me back to reality. I met the gaze of the dead body in my arms and sighed. I carefully placed her in a deep ditch going down the hill and into a stream. I took a few steps back and disappeared back to the Grill. As I casually walked back up to the front door I couldn't help but feel eyes on my back. I spun around to see a figure in the dark. I tried hearing a heartbeat but there was none. Another vampire...
"Well, hello there," I said. My instincts told me not to run but to find out. So that is what I will be doing. The figure leaned against the wall and I knew it was a girl by the way her shoes clicked against the cement, she was wearing high heels.
"Hello, Damon," The girl's voice was so familiar. I opened my eyes dramatically and stared hard at the figure.
"You have got to be kidding me," I said. As soon as the words left my mouth, there was a sudden whoosh was heard than the girl was right in front me. The light golden brown hair in loose curls framing the perfect oval face. On that face was the hazel eyes that had been enhanced when becoming a vampire. The clear complexion with the cliche pale skin was something she could pull off.
This girl was an old friend, she is over 700 years old, she is here in the town she swore to leave and never come back, she was a friend of Katharine, and she was supposed to be dead.
She was Rosalind Whyte.
"Well, this is a change of events," I joked. But instead of laughing the happy laugh she would usually would have she frowned.
"Damon. You, Stefan, Elena, and everybody else is in grave danger. Elijah is alive and pissed. The originals are coming and you need to watch your back, get everybody on your side. This warning is not to be taken lightly," The warning was bad enough, but the fact that my supposed dead friend was here and telling me this made it worse. I was about to ask her how, when the same whoosh happened and she gone. I tried hearing some rustling of her running away but there was nothing besides the people talking and laughing at The Grill.
The annoying breeze came again, yet this time a piece of paper hit me square in the face. I ripped it off my face and was about to tear it to shreds when I saw words on there. I looked at it more carefully and frowned even more.
The note read:
Be careful. Protect your loved ones. I was never here, Damon. Understand?
-Rosalind Whyte
I spun around with my eyes observing every detail. She wasn't around here at all. That's when her words sunk in.
Grave danger, Elijah alive, originals are after Stefan and I.
Oh no.