Outtakes
First person perspective – past tense.
A/N: These are outtakes that offer various POV's, not given in the main story. I do not wish to fiddle with the continuity of With You, My Bown Eyed Girl, in Damon's POV only. There were many requests to see other POV's and since I had notes for my backstory solely to use for Damon's POV in the main plot, it is simple to offer these when I have time. I hope you enjoy, and if you are reading this, and have yet to read the main story, it will be confusing.
BPOV
I'd first seen him while trying to cling to Edward's cool, marble body. The man I loved completely and the man that tore my soul and heart asunder less than a half year ago. He left me, though I always knew deep down it was inevitable. Edward's promises came with hidden and ominous denotations.
I paid little attention to the man I now know as Damon until we met for the second time in the Volturi throne room. He was bossy, cocky, and ridiculously full of himself. His demeanor wasn't full of false bravado. I realized his confidence in himself was earned by the way he responded to Aro, the leader and one of the three kings of the Volturi vampires. Aro terrified me, whereas, Damon dismissed the king with a blasé attitude.
It was when Damon presented me with a sweater and a bottle of juice, and I locked eyes with him – blue icy depths bore into me, saw through me, and his will over me felt like a physical push I was too weak to resist. Futilely, I lamely told him I was fine and the next thing I knew, I slipped my arms into a cardigan he held up for me, and had taken the bottle of juice, in which I happily drank it.
Not remembering every detail of what happened in the throne room due to my own fear, and the chaos that ensued, the little things I do remember vividly was Edward still refusing to change me – he would let me die rather than make me like him. I was ready, prepared to surrender my life so that Edward, Alice and Jasper could go free. None of which came to fruition. Alice removed her glove and Aro enfolded her hand. I knew her visions were subjective based on decisions made, that is when everything came to a head, and my life hung on a precarious thread.
Aro, Alice and Edward looked over at an unaware Damon, who had no idea what all the fuss was about; Alice witnessed a change in my future, and that alteration brought Edward to his knees crying out in agony. I, on the other hand, stood amongst the immortals, clueless.
Fastidious murmurs irrupted through the large chamber, and I was unable to keep up with what transpired between the vampires deciding my fate. Aro swiftly exited the throne room and Damon followed close behind. When they returned, the king asked Marcus how Edward and I felt for one another. I was mortified and embarrassed when the other king revealed that I was star-struck and placed Edward on a pedestal. I knew it was true enough, not that I wanted anyone else to know how pathetic I'd been.
An ultimatum was offered to me, die or be turned. I desperately wanted Edward's venom coursing through my body, burning me until I was cleansed of my mortal shackles and human weaknesses, though it was Damon offering to change me, and I had no idea what he was up until that moment. That was the moment I learned that Damon was a vampire of a different species. He looked more human than the vampires, I've come to know; I had to admit, I didn't believe it at first.
When I blurted out my ridiculous concerns about high school graduation, and my parents, Damon reassured my nonsense without mocking me. I had to ask myself if I wanted this – an immortal life full of uncertainty because I knew nothing of this man offering me an escape from death. I didn't have to consider my options for very long, and I knew they would not sit around waiting for weeks while I mulled over a mental pros and cons list. My mouth spoke my assent before my brain rationalized over my situation.
"Okay," I whispered softly, my voice wavered. This man was not accepting of my lame answer and forced me to speak clear and true. Either I wanted this, or I didn't. I thought quickly, mustered up courage from a reserve I did not know was even inside me and clearly, with confidence, I said yes.
I couldn't look at Edward after making my choice. Something warred inside my mind, shame, guilt and at the same time, I was exhilarated with my pronouncement. It also proved one thing I'd been accused of since meeting the Cullens – I did, in fact, have a sense of self-preservation.
A/N These outtakes will vary in length and I am choosing scenes that I hope to have the most impact, while looking inside the mind of other characters within the story, With You, My Brown Eyed Girl. Outtakes will include Bella, Jasper, and maybe a few others. I hope you enjoy!