My Dark Angel

Previous: I felt safe in his arms, which was really weird since I was dying in them.

"My dark angel." I whispered and in let unconscious take me. The last thing I saw while living was Damon's piercing, ice blue eyes.

Author's Note: Sorry for such a short chapter, they'll be more soon and most probably some smut in the next chapter :)

Chapter Two: Sleeping Beauty

Damon's POV

I raced off towards Elena's house to find Elena in Stefan's arms in the backyard. Both of them were discussing who could have killed John. I appeared out of the shadows and Elena jumped slightly. Stefan glared at me.

"Jeremy is missing, what do you have to do with it?" Stefan asked me still glaring as if his disapproving look could get the answer out of me.

I sighed and ruffled my hair as I came closer. "Jeremy's dead." I told them quietly meeting Elena's eyes so she could see the truth in them. Elena let out a cry and started brokenly sobbing in Stefan's arms.

"But he drank Anna's blood before he killed himself. He'll wake up transitioning in the morning. I brought him over to the boarding house so the police couldn't get to him." I told them and Elena looked up at me through silver tears and running make-up.

"So he'll be a vampire?" She asked shakily, her voice ragged from sobbing.

"Only if we let him feed." I told her gently, as she was already very emotional.

"Elena can choose if she wants him to or not." Stefan announced, rubbing her shoulders as he placed a kiss on her head.

I glared at him, my eyes narrowed into slits. "I think we all know how well that works out if a sibling makes a decision to feed for the other sibling, brother." I hissed at Stefan and hurt and shock filled his eyes. "Jeremy decides." I announced finally.

Elena sniffled and wiped her eyes smearing more make-up. "Damon's right, Jeremy should decide." She announced and Stefan nodded grimly.

"I'll go check on him, make sure he hasn't woken up yet." I told them.

"We'll be over as soon as they're done questioning them." Stefan told me and I nodded.

I was about to race off into the night when Elena called me back.
"Damon, keep him safe. No funny business like you did with Vicki. Keep him safe." She told me her eyes looking fierce and determined.

"I promise." I told her reassuringly and raced off back to the boarding house. It was dark as was my mood as I slipped into the house. My mind was still circulating around the random pain I had felt and how I suddenly knew I had to go see Jeremy.

It didn't make any sense to me. But then again a lot of things didn't make sense to me. Why I didn't feel attracted to Elena anymore. Why Stefan actually just trusted me right now to take care of Jeremy.

I came into the living room and found him still asleep and ghostly pale on the couch. I hovered over him for a moment hoping this would reveal the answer as to why I had known he was in trouble and what was with the pain.

No answer came. I was left staring at the beautiful teenager. Yes, I said beautiful. Jeremy Gilbert was the very image of beauty. Though I am a guy I knew how to appreciate beauty and Jeremy Gilbert swelled with it. The fact that I was good with both genders was also a helper in noticing how beautiful he really was.

Jeremy's face was strong, with good features and a beautiful bone structure but it was also sweet and innocent looking. His pale skin like freshly fallen snow. I felt the urge to touch his cheek, brush my finger up it and feel the soft skin. I held myself back though.

His hair was smooth and dark brown, flowing everywhere in waves of a perfect tousled head, like he had just woken up but still his hair managed to look graceful. I felt the urge to run my fingers through it but I stopped my arm before I could.

Behind his closed eye lids I knew you could find the most piercing, chocolate brown eyes that held a tormented soul in. I wanted to melt into his eyes for hours, at the risk of sounding like a lovestruck teenage girl.

His lips were crimson, and I imagined sweet like cherries. With lips so sweet I felt the need to taste them. This time I didn't hold back, I allowed myself to lean forward and press my lips against the sleeping Jeremy Gilbert.

I was right, they were the sweetest lips I had ever tasted. Like candy coated in sugar. I pressed my lips against him and licked his lips and like Sleeping Beauty he awoke with a kiss.

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