On Friday morning I walked into my first period class. Biology. Wearing my hair in loose curls and a pair of light jeans with a white long sleeve shirt showing very little cleavage. As I sat down in my seat, I turned over and noticed Damon Salvatore sitting next to me. I sighed and of course, Damon being Damon made it so it didn't go unnoticed. "I see you've missed me." he said in a cold but somewhat entertained tone.
I rolled my eyes and tried to ignore him. But again, Damon being Damon wouldn't just let it go. "You know, that's not a very nice greeting to someone who's been out of school for almost a month. I would think my biology partner would be more welcoming." He said with no humor left in his voice. Just coldness that sent a shiver down my spine. Luckily, I was saved from having to respond to him when the final bell rung and my biology teacher started class.
I tried to pay attention, I really did but I couldn't. All I could think about was Damon. Not in a good way either. I don't know what it is about him, but he's scary. The thought of being alone in a room with him literally made me feel nauseous. Yes, he was extremely hot. He had the most perfect raven hair which wasn't too long or too short, beautiful blue eyes, soft-looking skin, but was so strong. Or at least thats what Caroline told me when they dated for a short period of time. Not to mention he was the perfect height. Not too tall, not too short. Looking at him, you'd think he was the definition of perfect. But knowing him? not so much.
I don't know what exactly made him such a bad person. He was in a shootout about a month ago and he just returned to school today after 'recovering'. Apparently he was shot in it which is why he was out. But it wasn't just that, that freaked her out. His voice was literally emotionless. It scares the hell out of me how cold he sounds when he talks to me, or anyone else. It's almost like he feels nothing.
I'm just thankful that no matter how cold he ever had been towards me, he'd never hurt me. Well at least he hadn't hurt me yet. I'm not sure about the future. It's not like we are even friends, so we don't talk much unless we have to or unless he was acting like he did today just talking to me randomly, trying to get under my skin.
I heard he has a brother who doesn't live with him, nor do his parents except for his father but I also heard he and his father don't get along. Far from it actually.
I was snapped out of my own thoughts when I heard Damon start coughing. I turned over and saw a little bit of blood on his wrist and palm from after he got control of his coughs and my eyes widened. He tried to get himself under control as he went up to the teacher, asking to go to the restroom. The teacher nodded and he walked out of the room as fast as he could.
After a few minutes, he came back and sat down in his seat. The blood on his wrist had been washed off and he looked completely normal, like nothing had ever happened. "Are you okay?" I whispered over to him and he looked at me and I could have sworn I saw something light in his eyes. Something that wasn't cold. Life. But it went away within seconds almost as if I imagined it. Did I imagine it? "I'm fine" he said coldly and looked away. I decided to just nod and not try and convince him to tell me what was wrong with him because really, what do I care?
After Biology class, I went to History, then English, then lunch. I had all of those classes with Damon, where he coughed a lot again and asked to use the restroom then he came back as if nothing happened. Once lunch came around, he wasn't there. Usually he sat at the table next to mine but this time he wasn't there. I mean, usually him sitting there at lunch annoyed the hell out of me but this time I actually hoped he was there. I was worried about him. Maybe it's because I'm human or because I pity him in a way.
Last period was a free period for me. I knew I was running late when the halls were completely cleared, except Damon. He was at his locker coughing uncontrollably. I decided enough was enough and I was going to confront him. Even if it meant him continuing to scare me with the cold look in his eyes following with the harsh tone in his voice.
I finally got up to his locker, which was open so it was covering the side of his face, making it so I couldn't see him. I put my hand on his back, almost in a lovingly way and he turned his face to see who it was. Little did she know that the last time someone touched him like that, it was his mother. Before she died. When I saw his face there was blood all over his lips and teeth and a little bit around his mouth. He was holding a paper towel trying to get it off when he looked at me.
"Go away." he said harshly as he quickly looked away trying to hide his face. I grabbed his arm and turned him to look at me, taking the paper towel from his hand. He looked at me confused, wondering what in the world I was doing. To his shock I started wiping his face for him with the paper towel, cleaning the blood off. Asking no questions. Expecting nothing from him except to let me help him with this right now. His face and eyes softened. Him. Damon Salvatore. Was letting her do this right now. This was probably the most shocking thing that has ever happened in the history of shocking things.
When she was done, she looked over and saw a trash can, throwing the now bloody paper towel away. "There you go. As good as new." I said kind of awkwardly. I don't really know how to have a normal conversation with Damon. A guy who at the end of the day, I feared. "Thanks" he said, too loud to be a whisper but too quiet to have said it normally.
"Should I ask what the hell is wrong with you or would I be wasting my time?" I asked. His entire body stiffened, the features on his face growing cold again as he got dangerously close to her, grabbing her small arm. "You won't say a word or mention this to me again. Got it?" he said, this time sounding not only harsh and cold, but there was a hint of anger in his voice. What was up with the sudden extreme mood change?
I looked up at him, fear in my eyes and nodded. "Fine." I said. I was in no position to argue with him especially having no idea what exactly he was capable of but now she feared him even more. It wasn't only the way he said it, but he grabbed her too. Just as he walked away I rubbed my arm, the one he grabbed, and walked back to my locker. I grabbed my stuff and just walked away, out of the school and got into my car, driving home.
Once I finally got home, I ran up into my room and closed the door behind me. I walked up to my mirror and looked at the pictures of me and my parents, me and my brother...all of us. Before my parents died and my life was completely turned upside down. Ever since then, my Aunt Jenna moved in to help take care of myself and my brother Jeremy who is a year younger than me.
Jenna just decided to start working again, so she wouldn't be home for a few hours which she kind of liked in a way. Jeremy played baseball after school, so he wouldn't be home either. It was peaceful having a few hours to myself just to think, or do whatever I needed to do. Five months ago yesterday was the day of my parents death. It hurt to think about. It hurt even more to be the one who lived it. Knowing that I never really let myself grieve fully or get through my survivors guilt, I always put a smile on my face and brushed the pain off as if nothing happened.
The next few hours passed and once Jenna picked up Jeremy, they drove home. They walked through the front door of the house and I walked downstairs, hugging Jenna. She brought pizza home for dinner which was nice because to be honest...her cooking kind of sucked. Us 3 ate and talked about random things for the next hour and a half.
By the time they were done, Elena walked up into her room and put on a tight black dress, hugging her curves perfectly. Her hair was still in loose curls and she re-did her makeup then checked herself out in the mirror to make sure she looked okay. Once she felt like she looked fine, she grabbed her cell phone and walked downstairs. "I'll be back later!" she said loud enough for Jenna to hear and then walked out the door to her car.
Tonight the Lockwood's had a party, which meant drowning your sorrows in alcohol and being able to breathe for just a little while to me at least, I thought as I got into my car and started driving. This will be the first party I go to after my parents died. After they died I changed a lot, I haven't been as close to as many people and I stopped going to parties like this but I felt like I should finally just let myself have fun. Or at least try to.
Once I parked at the Lockwood mansion, I got out of the car and made my way in. Looking around, everyone seemed to be having fun. Dancing. Drinking. Making Out. You're typical Mystic Falls party I guess. I got myself 2 shots of tequila, drinking them fast then after a few minutes, getting myself 2 more. I intended on letting every last bit of pain being numbed. After a little while, I felt somewhat dizzy. I was getting pretty drunk which wasn't hard to guess, so I decided to slow down and get a beer. Just before I could go and get it, I bumped into the one and only Damon Salvatore.
He grabbed my waist, making it so I didn't fall to the floor. I was clumsy, especially when drunk. "Well that was nice of you Mr. I don't give a crap" I said giggling. If I were in my right mind, I would have just looked at him awkwardly and walked away. He couldn't help but be entertained by her right now. He let his guard down just slightly because of his also drunken state.
"You have really pretty eyes" she said, cupping his face. "They'd be prettier if you didn't look so damn mad all of the time" I said, sounding almost sad for him. He put both of his arms around my waist, pulling my body closer to his to my surprise. "Why are you so silent? You were talking up a storm earlier in biology." I said. He couldn't help but let out a chuckle at her. "You're funny." he said to me, and I looked at him, my hands moving down his face to his shoulders. "I just basically insulted you, I think of kind...I mean kind of and anyway you think I'm funny? Maybe you're a lot less colder than I thought." I said smiling at him. He just leaned in and to my complete surprise, kissed me.
I knew it was because he was drunk, and I kissed him back. Because I'm drunk. Or was it? My lips parted, his tongue sliding into my mouth, deepening the kiss. Both of us fought for dominance, his hands moving up and down the sides of my hips. I could feel him growing hard against my stomach and couldn't help but notice I was becoming wet. He pulled back from the kiss and we walked into the first empty room in the huge house that we could find, locking the door behind us.
He pulled the dress off of me, over my head exposing my body to him, me just being in my bra and panties. I had to be honest, I had no idea what exactly I was doing considering I had never done this before, but him knowing what he was doing was enough for me.
I helped take his shirt and jeans off and rubbed my hands over his hard chest as he kissed down my neck. I laid back on the bed and he laid on top of me, but didnt put much of his weight on me. Our eyes met for a quick second and we kissed again as he took my bra off and then he slid his hands over my chest, down my stomach, and down to my panties, pulling them off my body.
He moved his hand back up my legs and then in between my legs, sliding two of his fingers inside of me after feeling how wet I already was. I moaned softly into our kiss, my moans growing louder the more he pumped his fingers into me. He kissed down my neck once again until he reached my breast, sucking on one of them, and then the other causing my nipples to grow hard.
He then removed his fingers from inside her, and they looked into each other's eyes for a moment before he pushed himself inside her, not realizing he had just taken her virginity, her innocence. Her eyes became glassy, she didn't realize that it would be painful but each thrust inside her felt less and less painful as they both moaned into each other's deep kisses.
He came inside her as she came at the same time, letting out one last loud moan into each other. They had one last final kiss before he slid out of her and fell on the side of her, pulling the blanket over them. They both fell asleep, until about an hour later when I got a text from someone. I opened my eyes and looked up to see who I was tangled up with in the bed, and I remembered everything.
I was mentally freaking out as I checked my phone. It was a text from Jenna asking how I was, so I gave her a short reply and grabbed my bra and panties, putting them on and then grabbed my dress putting it on me. I felt the need to cover myself up. I can't believe I just slept with Damon Salvatore. I can't believe I just lost my virginity to Damon Salvatore.
I walked out of the room breathing heavily thinking what have I done? I mean after I got over the pain I felt at first, it actually started to feel good. But with him? With Damon!? Now he has something to hold over me for the rest of my freaking high school life.
Damon woke up to nobody being with him about 2 hours late. He remembered what happened a few hours before, he actually enjoyed it too. With Elena. He never thought he'd say that. He was also happy that she was too drunk to notice the bandage he had on the side of his stomach. And the fact that he didn't cough up blood in the middle of sex with her.
He looked around and put his boxers and jeans on, then his shirt. As he went to make the bed to make sure there was no sign of him and Elena having sex in here, he noticed a little bit of blood on the sheets. Then it hit him.
Oh my god. Oh my fucking god. Was she a virgin? That would explain why she was so tight or why her eyes got glassy when he was first inside of her. He walked out of the room where the party was still going on, with just a few less people and tried to look for her, but she was nowhere to be found.
Luckily he knew where she lived from when he dated Barbie...Caroline. They used to be friends but I guess something happened with Elena's parents and they kind of drifted apart. He got in his car, driving to her house and then awkwardly walked up to the door, and knocked. When Elena opened the door, she put her finger over her lips telling me to be quiet.
Surprisingly she let me in and quietly brought him up the stairs and into her room, closing her room door behind her. "What the hell are you doing here?" she asked quietly. She was clearly much more sobered up now than she was at the party, but then again, so was he. "Are you a virgin...or were you until tonight?" he asked seriously. She looked at him in disbelief and said "That's none of your business, and why do you care anyway?" "I don't. But there was a little bit of blood on the sheets." he pointed out and she looked down embarrassed.
"Look, if you're a virgin sorry about taking that away from you." he said, sounding sincere. He knew how much she hated him and that she probably regretted sleeping with him or even kissing him in the first place. She nodded at him and sighed. "Me too. Please just don't hold this over me, Damon. I'd rather just forget about it." he heard the vulnerability in her voice and nodded. "Done." he said, turning around and walking out the door. It was then she saw a glimpse of a nice guy. Which made her wonder where this guy had been.
Damon walked into his house, sighing. Just as he was about to go up the stairs, his father grabbed him and pushed him against the wall, punching him right in the spot his bandage was. Which was the spot that hadn't healed yet due to him continuously punching it causing him internal bleeding. Which explained him coughing up blood. He knew about this pretty well because before his mother died, she was a doctor.
He cried out in pain, feeling blood in the back of his throat. "Why are you out so late, boy?" his father asked him angrily. "The last time you were out this late you got yourself shot right here" he said, punching him again. His father knew his son was a strong guy, but punching him in the spot that was already weak, weakened him so he couldn't fight back. "I was at a party." Damon said weakly and his father removed his hold on him. "I'll choose to believe you. This time. But if I find out it was anything more than just a party, that wound will be a walk in the park compared to what I'll do." his father said coldly and Damon walked upstairs into his room slowly, locking the door behind him.
Once he was safely in his room, his round of coughs came again, except much worse. There was more than just a little bit of blood and his throat was sore from it. He grabbed a towel and tried to clean himself up before he laid in bed, letting himself fall asleep.
The next Monday, during second period which was Biology once again, I felt extremely awkward around Damon. I know we both agreed to forget what happened but I can't, and I don't know why. It seemed like he was pretending it never happened pretty well. He didn't say a word to her the entire class until about 45 minutes through, he looked over at her. His eyes softening but after about a minute of just looking into each other's eyes, he looked away.
After biology was over, Damon and Elena walked out of class separately, once again, as if nothing had ever happened. As far as each other knew, they still hated each other. Damon knew he had to prove his point to her though, that he really didn't care. Despite the fact that he was starting to. Slightly.
So when I had my free period the next period and I was at my locker alone, he walked up to me, and caused me to lean up against the wall in fear when he hit the lockers around me. Loud enough to scare me, not loud enough for the other classes to hear and for people to get concerned. "I just want to make it clear to you that nothing has changed. I hate you. You hate me. That's that, got it?" he said, back to his cold, emotionless eyes and voice. "I thought we already agreed to that?" I said fear in my voice, mixed with confusion.
He shook his head and walked away. What the hell was that? I thought. I get he wanted to forget it to, but we both already agreed to it. He didn't have to scare the crap out of me in the process of it all.
About 3 weeks passed and I was sick out of my mind. I stayed out of school for a couple of days but when the sickness wouldn't stop, I decided it was useless and I had to go back to school sometime before I had a ton of makeup work to catch up on.
I got into my biology class and we were all working on a lab. Damon looked at me almost as if he cared enough to notice how pale I was. Before he was able to ask me if I was feeling okay, I felt a wave of nausea over me and I walked out of the classroom, with no warning and practically ran into the bathroom, throwing up. After a few minutes, I cleaned myself up and leaned over the sink. I was so dizzy, like I had just been on a really fast and spiny ride.
Damon somehow managed to sneak out behind me and walked into the restroom, despite it being the girls room and walked up behind me. Luckily nobody else was in there. Just them. "You okay?" he said and she turned her head looking at him. She looked pale and like she was about to pass out.
"I'm fine" she mumbled and stood up straight, walking out of the girls bathroom and back into the biology room with Damon who didn't ask any further questions.
The one girl I despise more than anyone else, Rebekah Mikaelson bumped into me by the stairs. I was already late to class as it was, and couldn't deal with this right now. With her right now. "Where you going, little miss perfect?" Rebekah asked sarcastically. I rolled my eyes and went to ignore her and leave when she moved causing me to bump into her once again, except this time it was much harder of a bump and I lost my balance and went falling down the stairs.
Just as I fell, Damon came walking by and said my name worried, it was the last thing I heard before I was at the end of the staircase unconscious.
Authors Note: So this is my new story, which I'm really hoping most readers will enjoy! I'm really excited for this one, so please let me know what you think with a review? It' appreciated. Seriously. They mean a lot! My next chapter should be up ASAP! It's already getting late though and this chapter was getting pretty long (just over 4000 words) so I figured I should stop myself here...cliffhanger. I know, I'm evil! LOL! But like I said, I'll update ASAP so if you enjoyed this first chapter, you won't have to wait long for the next!