COMPLICATIONS

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Argh…I had a headache.

Wait - I had a headache? Why did I have a headache? Vampires couldn't get headaches…

I pushed up from the cold had ground I was lying on and tried to fight against the memories of last night's adventures came back to me. Each one worsening the headache that I somehow had.

Soon my thoughts played out until I finally reached the reason to my aching joints and limp muscles.

I reached up frantically searching for the marks but found no wound on my neck.

Now I was fully sat up and blinking as the bright rays of the sun assaulted my eyes. I groaned and wanted to fall back onto the ground but was reminded of my attacker.

Crazy-psycho-tomb-girl must be somewhere.

It turns out that I didn't have to look far because the sound of splashing water was my clue. I turned my head to the left, squinting at the large river and looking towards the end where there was a waterfall. When I craned my head, I could see the naked form of crazy-psycho-tomb-girl.

I then glanced to shore where her dirtied clothes had been laid out neatly before staring back at her.

I may be vampire but I was man.

Regardless of how sexy she looked, the bitch still bit me.

Without thinking and acting on anger, I grabbed the nearest rock and threw it at the water near her. The sound and action caught her attention and she whirled around, grabbing the rock before it hit her. Her speed made it obvious that she was a vampire and answered some of my questions.

I waited patiently for her to scream or cover herself but she smiled coyly. Her fingers pushing her wet locks back and then slowly yet confidently, trudged through the water towards me. When reaching halfway, she sunk back in and lazily floated around.

"You bit me!" I exclaimed in my anger and frustration.

She continued to swim, casually and full of ignorance. Her head fell to the side and her eyelids gradually lifted as she crooned, "Halalta" she murmured, beckoning me with one finger. There was something seductive about her lazy yet hopeful gaze but I decided to push the thought away.

"Okay..." I narrowed my eyes at her weird babbling. It certainly wasn't a language that I had encountered so I couldn't help but question her sanity.

"There you are!"

I turned around to find the one and only Barbie Mikaelson.

"Good morning to you too" I smiled forcibly.

She, however was in no mood for chit chat as she had already began her rambling of the day. "I know one of you has it! So, who is it?" she wagged an accusing finger at me. A cautionary look hardening her expression.

"What?" I grimaced, confused as to what she was talking about. Then again, maybe it was just the raging stampede running through my mind.

Her rage was out of control because her fingers were now gripping my collar. "The cure! Who took it?" she demanded in a loud shriek that rattled my eardrums.

"Actually, I don't know" I grumbled and tried to walk away but her hand whipped out, grabbing mine and pulling me back to face her.

She frowned, narrowing her eyes at me as she growled, "What do you mean you don't know?"

"Well maybe because I ended up spending the rest of my night unconscious" I replied and wriggled my way out 0f her clutches.

After allowing her sometime to process what I said, she stepped away from me but continued to glare at me. Her darkened glare diverted from me and at something behind my shoulder. "Or getting busy with the locals" she accused with an arched eyebrow and crossed arms.

I followed her line of sight and understood when I saw the crazy-tomb-girl emerge from the water once again. Her pearl skin glistening as the sunlight glistened the drops of water trailing down her naked form.

"No no no, she's – actually I don't know what she or who she is" I grumbled, scratching the back of my head and tearing my eyes away from her and back to Barbie Mikaelson.

Her dark gaze narrowed and she pursed her lips accusingly. "Mmmhm"

What was it about me?

Okay, I get that I am freaking hot and I charmed every girl I met – even a few guys in my day. Nonetheless, it didn't mean that I slept with any of them. Is that what everyone thought of me? That I just slept my way through life?

Elena didn't…well – not anymore.

"Where the hell have you been?" my brother's worried voice gained my attention and we both turned to watch as he jogged towards me. He was distracted by the girl swimming in the water and frowned when turning to me. "Who is she?" he questioned, craning his neck to glance at her again.

I shook my head and gripped my head with the pounding within. "I don't even know" I grumbled.

He shook his head, "J-Just never mind" he brushed it off and took my arm, pulling me to the side. "Listen, Katherine was here - she took the cure" he whispered and I stared up at him in shock.

"Katherine?!" I asked with a grimace and knitted eyebrows, highlighting my confusion. Suddenly, it all became clear and I scolded myself for not having known. I should have known better than to think she was completely out of our lives. "She must've been following us" I murmured, mostly to myself.

Of course she had perfect timing – note the sarcasm. Though, I wasn't sure as to whether I should be relieved or angry that the cure was gone. I had only wanted the stupid cure because Elena wanted it. Now that it was gone…well – it was gone…

"Damon…" Stefan grew hesitant and that familiar crease was formed on his forehead, making him look older than one hundred and sixty-three. It was the face that told me something even worse had happened; the face that meant shit just got real. "Listen…" he paused, gulping and staring off into the distance. "She killed Jeremy"

Well, I didn't see that coming.

"Elena's in there waiting for him to wake up" Stefan added but his tone didn't change, making me feel like there was something else I was missing.

I sighed but nodded in acceptance, knowing that we needed to get the hell out of this island. "Okay then, I'll go find Bonnie and w-"

"Damon..." he grabbed my arm forcibly, pulling me back to his side. My apprehension grew with the sight of his worse than usual brooding. "Jeremy was one of the five" he murmured and I finally understood, suddenly wishing that I didn't.

Oh...crap!

"Supernatural" I nodded, hating Katherine more than I already had. "Why would Katherine even kill him?" I growled, acting on anger rather than pity and grief. "What could she possibly gain from this?" I spat, wanting and needing to kill something.

I knew I should've at least made space for some of my scotch…

God! I am a selfish prick and Elena – urgh Elena. S-she was still in that cave, waiting for him to wake up and –

Just when I thought things wouldn't get worse.

For one, we had so many chances to kill Katherine and I still don't know why we didn't go through with it. We should have just grabbed her and stuck that stake into her chest and leave her dead body behind.

"She needed Jeremy's blood to awaken Silas" he explained.

I was about to question that but someone else disrupted us.

"Silas?"

We all whipped around to the young woman now standing in the water but this time, her arms crossed over her chest, helping to cover her once exposed breasts. What interested me more was the surprise and perplexity crossing her features. Her dark eyes now lightened with recognition as she repeated in her thick unknown accent. "Ma Silas?"

Well, well, well…

A/N: So Isabella knows Silas? Any ideas for the connection between the two?

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