The story of Damon's past and the secret he's keeping. Set after everyone arrives back from the dark dimension. Few differences Damon doesn't turn Human.

Ok I know this is from another character's pov but bare with it, its only the first chapter and I promise the others will be included later on.

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The smell of burning rubber filled my nostrils as I flinched, the piercing scream of protesting breaks filling my ears. A little voice in my head was telling me I should own a new car, like a black Ferrari, but no buy a Cadillac, take me back to my fun days. At least a Ferrari would have breaks.

I couldn't stop, there was a little girl stood in the middle of the road and I couldn't stop. I was going to kill an innocent child. Maybe she was lost and looking for help but then why did she look like she had been dragged through a bush backwards?

I was still skidding forward, I closed my eyes fearing the worst, I would hit her any minute. I braced myself waiting for the contact, but it never came. I looked around franticly but she was nowhere to be seen.

'Ok, something is seriously wrong here.' Then I felt it, the power. I knew about the lay lines here, of course, but this was different. This was something I recognised, and I didn't like it.

I noticed a sign for a boarding house. Apparently it was only round this corner, which was a really good thing, as I could hardly see the road through all the smoke. Apparently my engine was going to explode pretty sharpish if I didn't find some water, and quick.

I stomped on the accelerator and sped round the bend, there was a small dirt track to the right, I quickly swung the car round and up towards what I hoped, was the boarding house.

Trees lined either side of the track until the last bend, where I was almost blinded by the lights. I cut the ignition and rolled to a stop outside the door, my breaks had completely died, if I ever saw the girl again I would have no second thoughts about snapping her neck. I popped the bonnet, and jumped out of the car, knocking on the door. Maybe I moved to quick then? What if someone saw? I was passed caring. My car meant too much.

A plump woman with gray hair opened the door and gave me a weary look.

'Hi, I'm sorry my cars a bit worse for ware, I was wondering if I could trouble you for some water and perhaps a room for the night?'

There was power buzzing around here, throbbing, making the lines of the building shimmer and blur, and a hint of something familiar.

The next moment the little old lady was gone and I was left staring into a pair of black eyes.

'Lillie?'

'Damon! Gosh, I haven't been called that in years.' I blushed and quickly moved my eyes to the floor. The next thing I knew his arms were wrapped around me.

'Wow. A Damon hug, these are a rarity.' In a blink of an eye Damon's arm had moved from my waist to my throat.

'Remember i'm older than you, show some respect.'

I twisted my body around until I had him pinned to the wall by his own throat.

'But, dear friend, remember who's the strongest' I winked and released him.

'And that's why I love you' I chose to ignore this last sentence, sometimes it was best to just ignore Damon.

'Urg! Do you have a room or not?'

'I don't know. Lillie, Mrs Flowers, Mrs Flowers, Lillie' and with that he walked off.

'Hi, my names not /Lillie/ '

'/yes it is/, I still have a programme with your autograph'

The little old lady, Mrs Flowers, still looked weary of me.

'Well I suppose, if you're a friend of Damon's. Come, Come in dear.' She hesitated before stepping aside to let me in.

'Don't worry, I don't bite' I laughed and despite my initial thoughts she laughed too.

'I'm Mrs Flowers' she smiled at me as I walked over the threshold and into extreme déjà vou.

'I'm /Eva/'

'/Lillie!/'

Stefan and Katherine were stood in the door way looking puzzled. My head was throbbing. I had seen this before, but things were wrong. The clothes they were wearing, the viewpoint, Stefan, he was raggedy, sort of like Robinson Crusoe. I glanced up at Damon.

'You shouldn't know about Katherine. It's rude to pry.' Damon's voice filled my head. It was odd how familiar it felt.

'I wasn't prying. You were projecting.' I grinned mischievously at Damon.

'How are you coping with this?' I glanced over at Katherine. Damon doubled over with laughter, earning more confused looks from around the room. This time though, I joined in.

When Damon finally composed himself he looked me straight in the eye.

'Elena, may I introduce you to Lillie, Lillie meet Elena, not Katherine.' However whist his mouth said this, his mind was saying something completely different.

'You were not meant to remember that, how much prying did you do?'

'It's nice to meet you Elena, I apologise for my assumption, i'm sure you can understand what lead me to that conclusion' I smiled before whipping round to face Damon.

'For the last time I didn't pry! You used to share, as unbelievable as that is!'

'Well at least I don't run away like a little girl!'

'Very mature Damon! I didn't run away, you shut me out and then pushed me away!'

A voice cut in from the doorway ' I told you so' I spun round to face this new person.

'Sage!' I ran and through my arms around the vampire.

'Ok will someone please explain what the hell is going on?' Stefan yelled out, surely that wasn't like him?

I glanced at Damon. 'You didn't tell them?' I should have known better. The only girl he ever mentioned was Katherine, I thought bitterly.

'I'll let Damon explain that. My car needs help.' I spun on my heel and stormed out of the room. Great really mature Lillie! When did I start calling my self Lillie?

'Urg! Now my head hurts' I retrieved some water from the kitchen and went to help my baby.

Let me know what you think guys. i'll try and get chapter two up tomorrow. :)