He's a monster, an evil being that stalks through the night seeking his prey. He fuels on playing with people's minds making the line between sanity and insanity blurry.
Once he has found the one he wants he seduces her from afar with a small smile and polite nod, when he knows he has her under his spell then he persuades her into his bed where he makes love to her, passionate love, uttering things that make her feel like she's beautiful and perfect. He pleasures her before turning into a creature that lust's for human blood. Once glance is all you get before you are silenced for the rest of the night.
Waking the next morning thinking the things that had happened last night was nothing more than a nightmare, because the truth is there is no such thing as a vampire; they are nothing more than mythical creatures that are made to scare small children.
You are calm until you catch a glimpse of your reflection in a mirror. Your heart rate rises as you shift back your hair to get a clearer look at the wound.
Anxiety sets in and you turn your head, asleep next to you is a sleeping figure that you hoped was nothing more than a character in your nightmare.
DAMON SALVATORE
You remember his name from the night before when he properly introduced himself to you. Adding everything up in your head you begin to realise that you have been seduced by a monster that could drain you of your life at any moment.
Pushing yourself you slip off of the mattress and quietly begin to inch towards the door praying that he doesn't wake up and you can make a quick getaway. You turn the knob and even though the noise is only quiet it sounds extremely loud to your ears. The door clicks and you let a small breath of relief leave your lips as you begin to pull.
BANG!
"Well, good morning to you too," he purrs in your ear, his cool breath sending shivers down your spine, your heart is beating so fast now. He kisses the side of your neck and you let go of the knob and turn to face him which is the first mistake you make. The first thing you see is that smile that you love so much then you meet his steel coloured eyes the second and final mistake you make.
I was one of those girls who fell for Damon Salvatore's charms and good looks. I regret ever meeting that man, the marks he left on me still stain my skin making me conscious enough to be careful with what I wear around some people.
Then again as much as I loathe him and want him dead, a small part of me will never forget the sweet side that I saw every now and again and how much I wish that he was still mine .