Chapter 1
It had been 4 weeks since Elena's death; her funeral was 3 days ago but Damon hadn't gone, it would have been too hard, seeing her body lowered into the ground, knowing that her death wasn't a dream but a cold painful reality.
Damon had struggled, his eyes were constantly wet and he hadn't slept in his bed due to Elena scent that had remained. He had lived on a blood bag each day and a bottle of bourbon, he knew that it didn't matter how much he drank, or what he drank, he would never be able to get rid of that piercing sound of the heart monitor that told him that Elena was gone.
That sound still ran shivers down his spine and brought tears to his eyes, which god he was so sick of tears.
"Bourbon" Damon said to the barman as he sat down on the wooden stool, he hadn't been to the mystic grill since Elena died, due to the all of the eye's that he could feel on him every time he entered, but he was running out of bourbon at home and had decided to give the residents' something to talk about. "There" The barman said handing Damon his drink, Damon nodded in appreciation and down it in one, he could hear people talking about him; talking about how much he loved Elena and how sad it was that she had died, but he could have done something productive with his life now she was gone, instead of drowning his despair in alcohol. He hated how people were so quick to talk about the dreadful stuff in other people's life instead of their own.
Damon got up he wasn't here to be a freak show, even if they didn't know he could hear them.
He made his way outside, inhaling as he walked into the fresh crisp air, his eyes were bloodshot from all the alcohol he had consumed and the tears he had cried, but Damon didn't want to shed anymore tears all he wanted to shed was blood and lots of it.
Damon hadn't had a drop of human blood, for what seemed like forever; Elena never liked him if he took human blood, but Elena wasn't here, Elena was never going to be here. Damon waited outside until the grill closed; he had already spotted his first victim, a fiery red head, who was out of her head who was out of her head with drink and to his delight the one who had talked about him and his horrific life.
The redhead was the last leave, Damon knew his plan of attack and he wasn't waiting around. He walked over to the other side of the street until he knew where the redhead was heading; to his surprise it was to a club, god doesn't this girl stop? Damon had decided that he was gonna do the old bumping in sweet man act, due to the circumstances of the very wobbly redhead.
Damon had, had a lot of practice doing this and he did it so smoothly that no one noticed that he had done it on purpose. "I'm so sorry" Damon said, grabbing on to her shoulders steadying her "Oh no, don't worry my fault" The redhead slurred "hey aren't you the guy who lost his wife" "Yeah, I'm that guy" Damon said looking down "well I'm glad she had someone like you looking after her, I bet you would have made one sexy doctor" she said. Damon laughed casually, he had seen this trick so many times before; a girl would flirt, hope they would end up lucky but instead end up, well not so. Damon smiled "Hey I know a shortcut into this club your heading to, you don't have to worry about the entrance fee then" he lied through his teeth "Oh really, well it's my lucky day" the redhead smiled "Follow me" Damon said pointing to an alleyway on the other side of the street, "it just over there" Damon said pulling the redhead over to the alleyway, it made him laughed how many times women had followed him into alleyways, god did these girls watch movies or not.
"So where is it?"the redhead said excited, Damon turned to face her, his veins exploded in his face and his fangs enlarging "Don't scream" Damon said looking her in the eye, before sinking his teeth into her neck, god her blood tasted so fresh, so alive he thought, as soon as he had finish draining her, he wiped his mouth with his sleeve and chucked her body in a nearby skip. The kill wasn't the nicest but it was worth it, the sweet irony blood that had made his vampire instincts reawaken and the intestacy of the thirst for blood made his feel alive again.
A/N: So first chapter from the follow on of cancer curse, tell me what you think pleaseeeeeeeeeeeee Might be a surprise in the following chapters