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A/N: Damon is tired of being second best so he leaves. This is then after Season 4, Episode 4 when Elena is blubbering and says she should be with Stefan. (Feeding at the sorority party)
Ah finally.
It had been too long but I was finally back.
The weight of Mystic Falls had faded as I continued to drive away. Now that I had arrived, I could barely feel it hanging over my head.
I shouldn't even care anymore.
She chose Stefan.
Even after remembering everything I compelled her to forget, she still chose Stefan.
It was always Stefan...
We'd already let one girl get between us, if I stayed...well, we would have ended up killing each other.
I didn't need it.
That was where New York City came in.
My first real home - well after the transformation.
It all started out in 1977, where I was careless and simply indulged in alcohol, blood and the wildest, craziest sex. This was the city where I had my first threesome.
Ah the memories...
I missed the freedom, the feeling of new possibilities, the hunt and the catch. All the girls that would easily fall over my feet just by a simple glance. All of them, so eager to please me.
Yes, New York would be my rememedy.
It would help me forget and move on, leaving the past behind me and living in the moment.
After all, she was just...some girl - my brother's girl.
Fighting back my angered growl, my grip tightened on the wheel as I sharply curved so I could park on the side.
I then, jumped out, the keys around my index finger as I reached in with my free hand to take out the duffel bag. It was the only thing I had carried because it had all I needed; change of clothes and amir of shoes.
My phone was in pocket.
Everything else could easily be replaced.
...Like I said - moving on.
That seemed to be easier when I looked up at what had been the old apartments. It was now refurbished and the crumbling bricks had been replaced but it was still the same place.
My place was at the top - a penthouse.
Only the best.
Hey, I deserved it.
Plus, I had already bought the place and was living here before I went to Mystic Falls.
I had foolishly planned to bring Katherine here because I knew she would have loved Manhattan. Like an idiot in love, I had made up this whole life where she would live with me in that penthouse, grateful that I had freed her from the tomb.
I repeat - idiot.
With one last glance at my penthouse, I began to walk inside.
Two years ago, when I called to check on him, Will had promised that the place was still mine and that he didn't plan on renting it out to anyone.
Hopefully, he hadn't completely neglected it and it wouldn't look like such a horror-fest.
I tried calling him earlier to tell him I was on my way but there was no answer.
Anyway, I couldn't just wait so I decided to keep going.
I walked down the familiar hallway, passing a few neighbours; ...sorority girls...working girls...married women...
They were all the same.
Just like I remembered, they were all shamelessly flirting as they battered their eyelashes, winked and smiled.
Once I reached the elevator, I flashed them all one famous Salvatore grin before pressing the button that would bring me back home.
When I reached the top floor, I pried the metal doors apart and walked forwards before turning left. I then trailed down the short and narrow hallway leading to two large black double doors.
Fumbling in my pockets, I felt a strange comfort when finding the small silver key.
Within seconds, the right door was opened and I pushed it gently before stepping inside and kicking it shut behind me.
The familiar was drawn out when I looked at the apartment I once knew.
Everything - and I do mean everything - had been stripped, torn down and destroyed.
My wild imagination had led me into believing that I would be returning to a spider and rat infested house. This then didn't help prepare me for the pristine and comfortable looking home.
It's interior was white, pristine and immaculate.
Modern yet simplified so it wasn't over the top.
Still in numbed shock, I limply threw my keys onto the small maple table next to the entrance.
None of it seemed like Will's taste.
Unless he got some interior designers to do their magic.
There was even a white spiral staircase that probably led to the bedrooms. Next to it was a large bookshelf with perfectly aligned books, all to which I guessed would be in some order - alphabetically by author maybe.
I turned the corner to another hallway and raised my eyebrows at the different black and white photographs.
They were pretty nice.
Though, I was confused with how drastic the changes were.
He could've at least called to check if it was okay with me.
Then again, the other part of me was just happy to not be knee deep in a stuffy apartment filled with ancient artefacts that should have been sold a long time ago.
Also, I appreciated the brightness because the boarding house had been too dark.
When reaching the living room, I took in the
It was connected to a kitchen so I dropped my bag and inched my way further in to take a good look.
However, it seems that I had stumbled onto more than I had anticipated.
On the other side of the counter was in fact - a naked girl.
I kid you not.
Her back was turned to me and she hadn't heard my arrival because of the large wireless headphones that drilled her ears with loud music. The thudding beat made her sway her body in a sensual manner and I was instantly reminded of my love for New York.
"I'm working double time on the seduction line
She's one of a kind she's just mine all mine
Wanted no applause it's just another course..." she loudly sang with the song, throwing her arms around and bouncing on her footing.
Sexy...with good taste I music.
Her skin was pale and contrasted wonderfully with the dark - almost black tendrils. They were still wet and slightly curled from the dampness, causing small drops of water to trickle down.
She was lucky that her backside was covered by the counter.
Nonetheless, I already knew she would be pretty.
Still oblivious to my presence, the girl continued to freely dance and whip her hair wildly. "I said you, shook me all night long..." She drawled out and actually sounded pretty good.
Despite how thankful I was to have a naked girl in my apartment, I wondered why she was here.
Was she an interior designer? A maid?
The questions would soon be answered because she finally shut the fridge, her singing lowered to a hum as she turned around. A spoon in her mouth, trapped by two pink and plump lips, which suddenly parted, leaving the spoon to clatter on the ground.
In a split second, a loud shrilling scream broke from her lips, before she quickly used her hands to cover herself.
Damn, I forgot to check.
Well, it was only a matter of time.
I found that I was right - she was pretty.
Her dampened tendrils were slowly drying to reveal the mahogany colouring. Her wide eyes were a hardened chocolate as her blazing glare was now locked onto mine. Anger and embarrassment now flushed her skin.
Yet, I casually leaned on the arch and smirked at her, enjoying my effect on her. "What a welcome"
A/N: What a way to meet, huh?
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Song Bella was singing is Shook Me All Night Long - AC/DC (amazing song, great guitar solo - listen to it)
I should say that this is a more fun and upbeat (I guess) story than usual. More fluffy and cute but still a naughty Damon making Bella want to give into the dark temptation.