HI! sorry i've been away sooo long! I've had sooo much work to do and so little time! but i have TWO chapters for you!
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"How?..."
It was all I could say. My mind was racing, how DID he… actually, I had a feeling that I didn't want to know. But there he was, in his regulation bad-ass black attire and his beautiful face, which I couldn't quite read. He was ether really pissed off at me or was genuinely happy to see me alive, but I had the feeling it was the former.
"Oh, so no 'Hi, I'm sorry for leaving without warning you, Damon' or 'Sorry I had everyone worried, Damon' or 'Sorry I led you on a wild goose chase for the last two months, causing two break-ups and having to put up with a whingeing Elena, Damon'! Just 'How?' Unbelievable, your so selfish sometimes Bonnie, till Elena had the brains to call your dad after L.A., we'd thought you'd been kidnapped! You broke my brother's heart for what? A suntan and some self reflection!"
Ah, I was right; he was a bit pissed off at me, and I kind of deserved that, but what he had just said about me being 'selfish' pissed me off. Big. Time.
"I'm selfish? I'M SELFISH? YOU'RE the one that had two girls, god knowing how many more, round your little finger for weeks! Talk about having your cake and eating it! So DON'T talk to ME about SELFISH! You've practically OWNED that title since 1864!"
"Oh do NOT start the moral high ground with me, BENNET! You've behaved just as well as I have these last couple of months, so don't start trying to pin all your mess on me!"
I couldn't answer him back on that, so I changed topic.
"Wait; TWO break-ups? I don't think you could EVER class anything we did as dating."
His look turned rather nettled at that, so I just walked past him and continued to my house. Well, Grams. But Grams left me in control of her estate… Either or, he followed me.
"NO, you ruined my relationship with Elena witch."
"NOW who's trying to blame other people? How am I to blame for YOUR break up? I wasn't even there!"
"That's the reason why! She thought I had done something to piss you off, then we argued, I let slip about us, she got upset, and then she ran off back to Stefan, who being equally heartbroken took her back. You were the catalyst, I blame you."
By this point, I'd had enough and started to run. I was annoyed, but also pleased. I was glad for Elena and Stefan. Sure, they'd hate me but at least, in the long run, they had each other.
But this meant Damon most likely came alone.
What I was pissed about was Damon telling them before me. I'd planned to tell them when I got back; Grovel. But knowing Damon, he'd probably used the least amount of tact possible, which would make them forgiving me very difficult.
He didn't seem to like me running away, as the next thing I knew he was standing right in front of me, arms crossed and looking even angrier than he did before. And damnit I was starting to get turned on! He looked so… rugged? I can't really explain it.
"Oy, where do you think your going? I'm talking to you!"
"No, you're yelling at me for something that is NOT. MY. FAULT! Therefore, I'm going home."
I tried to walk past him again, only this time he grabbed me by the shoulders and flung me into a nearby yard fence, pinning me there between his arms.
I can tell you now, it was no a brick wall, but being so close to Damon was hard. I had to get out of there. Fast…
But I just couldn't help but to indulge myself a little bit first.
"Daaaamon." I purred, leaning forward and nuzzling into his neck, kissing it lightly. Oh god, I missed his scent; Leather, Coffee, Whiskey and Burnt Brown Sugar.
"What."
His tone was less annoyed, but it could have been better. I giggled lightly and kissed his neck harder, nipping his skin with my teeth, causing him to moan. I then pushed him stumbling back, putting as much space away from him as I could, looked at his eyes and grinned. He smirked but I could see confusion in his eyes, wondering what I was going to say next.
"I can teleport." and with that, I teleported to my house, more thankful then ever that I'd put time into my craft this summer. I could practically hear his cursing from the house.
I woke up the next morning in a better mood than I thought I would be. Even though I knew Damon would be out there, I felt safe. He didn't know where I was staying, he couldn't get into my house, and he didn't know this place better than me… I hoped.
Charleston; probably, he looked more like a Charleston boy; I'd have to be careful there or avoid it, I thought sadly. I liked shopping in Charleston, but he probably knew the area by now. I could imagine it being quite a good hunting ground, with all its weddings, all those wedding parties he could crash with those pretty bridesmaids he could drain…I shivered. Maybe running towards the second biggest wedding destination (a.k.a vamperic wedding crasher buffets) after Vegas maybe wasn't one of the wisest ideas I'd ever had.
But I was I witch, a powerful one now. 'Let him try to mess with me' I thought, as I got ready for my morning run along the beach. 'I can kick his ass to the moon and back without a sweat.'
I don't think I realised fully back then just how determined a Damon Salvatore on a mission could be. I was so blind in fact, I didn't even realise he had one.
