It hurts, its always hurt. but this…its like that scene in Carrie or something. You know, the one with the pigs blood? Umm, blood! I've been lying for so long, pretending, but now I feel it, what he must feel, the hunger. The truth is I've always known who and what he is, I did what he asked not because he compelled me, but because he's him and I've been in love with him since the day we met. No, not that night at the parking lot, we'd met before. He just doesn't seem to remember, or maybe he just doesn't recognize me. I don't know, but here it is…the first time I, Caroline Forbes, met Damon Salvatore!
~September 12th 2000~Mystic Falls wood~
I know I shouldn't be wondering around at night, but I just couldn't stay there, the arguing was giving me a headache. So here I am, I've always liked the woods, the smell makes me feel better, something about pine being soothing I guess.
As I walk through the dark woods in my yellow sundress I can feel myself getting scared. I've heard mommy on the phone, talking about monsters, I know I shouldn't listen, but I cant help it, she tells me their not real, but I know she's lying, just like when she says her and daddy will be ok, lie!
Then see a light off in the distance, headlights. I decide to walk over, I don't like the dark much and my flashlight will die soon. As I get closer I hide behind one of the tree's because I hear something, something that doesn't sound at all like hugging. I stop and stare at the two people, one a woman with a pointy stick in her hand, she seems familiar, I think she's one of moms friends. Then I see a man on the ground, dead, it doesn't phase me like it should. Most eight year olds would run, cry, scream, something along those lines, but me? I just stare at him for a minute, remembering him giving me candy and a kind smile, its Michel Fell, my babysitter Logan's dad. He is going to be so sad when he finds out.
A gushing, slurping noise pulls me from the trance. I look up just as the lady falls down, looking like Mr Fell, dead. I cant stop my eyes locking with black veined, bloodshot ones, his mouth bloodstained, but then I cant seem to move. His eyes change, they go a pretty blue and he licks his lips clean. He walks over and knells in front of me, his sweet smile making it hard to believe he just killed these people "what are you doing out here honey? You should be at home." I shake my head lightly "mommy and daddy are fighting again. It hurts my head." he nods in understanding and I cant stop the word vomit "are you a monster?" he looks me straight in the eye and answers "yes, I am." I start shaking as I ask the next question "are you going to hurt me to?" I gesture to the bloodied bodies. He just gives this side smile thing "no, I don't hurt little girls, well, not as little as you anyway." I sigh in relief as he asks "what's your name?" but I shake my head "mommy says that I should never give personal information to someone I've known less than a year!" he chuckles "good advise, well, I'm Damon, Damon Salvatore. Since you wont tell me your name what should I call you? Princess? Blondie? Barbie?" I scrunch my face at the names and kick him in the knee. He lets out a yelp of surprise as I cross my arms angrily "my hairs beautiful! So shut up!" he laughs again an smiles "Feisty ant you! that's what I'll call you, Feisty." I think for a moment then nod in approval.
He sits me on the hood of the car as he starts digging, he said he'll take me home after. I cant help but stare "your not as ugly as I thought you'd be. Aren't monsters suppose to be ugly?" he chuckles and throws the first body into the pit "nope, and the terms vampire Feisty." I cant help my smile as he glances back flashing me a smirk.
The drive back is quite, I don't like quite. So I start going through one of the bags in the back. I find a wooden box and open it, a lavender type flower inside. I jump back into my seat at the front "don't you ever keep still?" he asks, but I just stick my tongue out at him "I found a flower!" I raise the plant and he backs off slightly "its called Vervain. it's a poison for vampires. You should keep it, put it in some jewellery, it'll keep bad guy's out of your head." I look up at him in question "but aren't you a bad guy?" he smiles and nods "yeah, but I'm a cool bad guy." I cant fight the giggle as the car comes to a stop. I can hear the fighting from out here. I look to the house "they didn't even know I was gone." I whisper sadly, but then look back at Damon "will I see you again?" he dose this this where he shifts his eyes "maybe!" I smile brightly and hug him, before dashing out of the car and climbing the tree to my bedroom window, box of Vervain in hand.
It's been a few weeks, dad's moved out, mom and I are moving, we cant afford the house on her money, and I haven't seen him, he's gone. I feel kind of sad about it, but my birthdays coming up so I don't down on it to much, at least I try not to. As mom takes me shopping we pass a jewellery store, I stop and look into the window, but one thing catches my eye, a sliver locket star charm with a 'C' in it, it has a small clasp at the side to keep it shut. I begged my mom for it and sure enough I got it on my birthday, attached to a silver charm bracelet, its my favourite present even the bike daddy got me isn't getting any attention, mom seems kind of smug about that.
I slip away to my new, Caroline perfected room and grab my secret box, my Vervain. I grab the scissors from my glitter craft kit and cut some off, then place it carefully in the star and seal it shut. No monsters can get in my head now! I put everything back in its place and smile, returning to my party.
As the years passed I got more and more curious about my vampire. I'm thirteen now, sitting in the library I type in for words 'Damon Salvatore Mystic Falls' a article pops up, 'The Mystic Gazette - 1864' I scroll down and see it, a black and white photograph of him, his hairs curlier, but its definitely him, stand next to a younger man, his name highlighted under the image, Stefan Salvatore. I smile and print the page, then hurry home. Knowing what goes bump in the night. When I get back I dart to my room, not bothering to check if my mothers home, she never is. I quickly shut my door and run to my bed, knelling down I pull out my secret box and open it. Inside is the original leftover Vervain, newspaper articles, sketches and notes, all about the one and only Damon Salvatore. I smile at my latest discovery, the church fire, the night Damon and his brother, Stefan, supposedly died. I know a lot about him now, he was in the Confederacy, but was general discharged (Under Honourable Conditions), I have a copy of his sign up sheet, his mother, Mary Ann Salvatore, died in childbirth to Stefan, his fathers was name was Giuseppe Salvatore, from what I've found, family documentation and such, he didn't seem to keen on his eldest, but screw him! What kind of names Giuseppe anyway? Every time I hear there's an 'Animal Attack' or 'Missing Persons' I look into it, to see if its him. I can never be sure, but I've kept some of the clippings I thought might be him. I look down to my bracelet, more charms have been added, and smile. I don't know why I'm so obsessed with him, I've never told anyone about him, ever, he's my secret, my Vampire.
-Mystic Falls Hospital- Present Day-
Matt's just left, I feel bad for freaking out on him, for using him as my rebound that'll never work, because at the end of it all he's not Damon. I stand and walk to the bathroom in my fugly hospital gown, I look into the mirror and down at my wrist. Its been burning for awhile, stings like a bitch! I carefully open the star charm and watch as the Vervain, trapped inside for so long float away down the drain. I wash away any residue then go back to bed I lay there thinking 'Damon will help me' and fall into an dead sleep.