"Whiskey, straight up, please." I smiled to the bartender. I had made it to Mystic Falls in record timing and was now in a quaint hang out place called The Grill. The town was on the smaller side of what I'm used to, but that would also make it easier to find Elena Gilbert. It had taken a few compulsions to find out her name.
"Now, what's a pretty little thing like you doing all alone at a bar?" I heard from beside me. "Oh, you know, just waiting for Prince Charming to sweep me off my feet." I replied, which got a chuckle out of the guy. When I turned to look at him, I knew right away that he was not human. He was like me. Midnight coloured hair with deep and dark brooding eyes that adorned the palest of skin.
"Damon," he said, sticking out his hand for me to shake. I let him wait in angst as I debated on telling him my name. I figured that there would be no harm and it might help me get some news on the whereabouts of the doppelganger, "Aisling."
"A beautiful name for a beautiful girl."
"Well aren't you just full of shit," I smirked staring into his eyes as he bore into mine. He laughed, "Not one for flattery?"
"Overrated."
"Touché."
This whole one-word-each conversation seemed to be working for us. "Drink?" He asked. "Please." I responded.
"Scotch?"
"Always." He ordered us two scotch on the rocks and we continued our conversation.
"Purpose?" He asked.
"Business."
"Public?"
"Private."
"Secretive?"
"Very."
Our drinks arrived and the two of us both downed ours at the same tine. It seemed the two both had the same things on our minds as we quickly made our way out of this place and to his car. He sped to his house which seemed to be a fair distance out of town.
With our inhumane speed, we both quickly made our way to his bedroom before we attacked each other with our lips. Our clothes were off in record time as we roamed each other's bodies as Damon held me up against the wall. We made our way from the wall to the dresser and finally to the bed. Our lust for each other clouded our senses as we breathed in ecstasy.
I woke up the next morning dreadfully thirsty. I looked down to the man sleeping next to me. He really was strikingly beautiful. I ran my hand across his cheek. He looked so peaceful when he slept.
I got up and looked for the first thing I could find to put on, which just happened to be one of Damon's button-up shirts. I made my way out of his room and to where I thought I saw the kitchen. I eventually found it and opened the fridge, hoping to find blood bags. Luck seemed to be on my side and I took one, downing its contents hastily. I licked my lips to make sure I hadn't missed a single drop. Sure, it wasn't as fun to drink a blood bag as it was to lure in your prey and play with them, but blood is blood no matter how you get it.
"And you are?" I heard a voice from behind me. I turned around to see another male vampire that was looking me up and down at my attire. "Aisling. I'd assume you are Damon's brother, yes?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.
"You would assume correct. Stefan Salvatore." He said, holding out his hand for me to shake. "Pleasure to meet you," I responded, "Salvatore. That would be a founding family, correct?"
"Correct again, Miss.. ?" He left the sentence unfinished so that I would finish it. "Fulke. Aisling Fulke."
"So, my darling dear brother gets a last name and I don't?" I heard Damon ask from behind me while he wrapped his arms around my waist and kissing my neck. "Oh, come off it Damon. Besides, you never asked." I replied, rolling my eyes.
"You're right. Wasn't important." Damon smirked. "Hey! Are you saying I'm not important?" I teased. "Of course you are, darling." He said and kissed my cheek before spinning me to the opposite side of him so that he could get to the blood bags in the fridge.
"Stefan? Damon? Anyone home?" We heard a girl call from the entrance. "In the kitchen," Damon called back. Moments later, I was finally surprised in this small town. "Aisling, this is—" Damon started. "The doppelganger." I finished. The girl gave me a strange look, wondering how I knew."
"Well, I was going to say this is Elena, but I guess doppelganger works too." Damon said. "Sorry, but I've just been searching for you for a long time. I wanted to get to you before Klaus did." That's when all three looked at me in surprise. "How do you know Klaus?" Stefan asked.
"Oh, we go way back." I answered, reminiscing.
"You see all those stars in the sky?" Klaus asked me as we lay in the grass together, side by side. I nodded. "The amount of them cannot even come close to how much I love you."
"Oh, Klaus," I began, acting entirely flattered, "you're so full of shit." I finished and punched his arm playfully. He only laughed, "And that is why I love you, Aisling." We had been lying with each other the whole night, just holding each other and talking. We saw a shooting star. "Make a wish!" I exclaimed.
After moments Klaus asked what I had wished for. "I can't tell you! That ruins the wish!"
"Fine. Well, what if I ask you what your top wish is? That doesn't necessarily mean you telling me your wish now, does it?" Klaus asked. I could only laugh. Klaus was the only man I knew who was able to find a loophole for everything, "I guess not," I replied, "I would wish for us to never be apart."
"Darling, you know that won't happen." He responded. I just stared into those eyes of his that I loved so much, "Never let me go, okay Niklaus?"
"Never, love."
I was brought back to reality. "How long back?" Elena asked. "Let's just say before all three of yours' time." I answered.
"Well, you're a little late to beat Klaus to the punch. He's been terrorizing us for the longest time." Damon said.
"You have got to be kidding me!" I exhaled in disbelief.
That's when I went on a rampage, "Fucking shit piss ass! Goddamn everyone to hell! Fucking cocksucker motherfucker!" Things shattered and other things broke. Elena, Stefan, and Damon just stared. Damon and Stefan out of amusement and Elena in shock.
After a solid ten minutes, I had finally finished my temper tantrum. "A-are you alright?" Elena stuttered. I took another few deep breaths and looked at the three faces staring at me. I had a smile on my face as if nothing had happened, "Oh, yes, I'm fine. Perfectly peachy."
