The next few days I tried my hardest to avoid Damon for Ric's sake. But even though I was doing this for ric I was still mad at him to a point where I avoided all of his calls and dodged his messages but soon It was time to face the music.
"Evelyn. Will you please stop ignoring me?" he spoke and I didn't respond with any more than taking the seat in a booth with crossed arms. As he sat opposite my I saw Damon out the corner of my eyes, watching, lurking.
"I know you're mad but you just don't know the whole truth."
"then tell me." I argued and he sighed with a nod.
"I never expected to stay away for so long. But so much stuff happened here and the gilberts, they needed my help. I couldn't leave until id done all that I could because I knew that staying here would give me more information, us more information." He looked me dead in the eyes and I nodded, knowing exactly what he was talking about.
"so, can we go somewhere to talk about the past 2 years here? It's a lot but I know you can handle it." He smiled warmly at me and I nodded, looking into Ric's tired eyes.
I sat with my Ric for the remainder of the night at his studio apartment and he told me everything. From the originals to the Salvatore's, form the witches to the hybrids and from the lapis lazuli to the moon stone.
My mind swirled with my new-found information and with the knowledge of what vampires riddled our town.
I couldn't sleep after I left rics place. I knew Elena and Stefan were sleeping already but I wasn't sure where Damon was, and I found myself pining for his company.
"isn't it a little late for you to be awake?" I didn't even jump at his voice, instead I found comfort and relief.
What is going on with me recently?
"can't sleep." I responded as I sipped on the harsh liquid in my hands. I felt his presence behind me and closed my eyes.
"why? what's eating you?" he asked and came closer, now stepping into the parlour and pouring himself a glass of bourbon. I almost scoffed at the irony.
Not you.
"I found out some things." I sighed and his eyebrows shot up.
"Like..." he drawled, pouring himself a glass of his own."
"Damon, I know. I know of your little secret, I know about vampires, I know you and stefan are vampires... I know everything now." I formed to myself slightly and sighed again.
"busy day for you then and at least now I don't have to hide the fact that there's a bunch of human blood down stairs int hat fridge you found." He responded and I nodded solemnly. "Out of curiosity, what do you mean by my 'little secret'?" He ased and I shrugged.
"How you're in love with your brothers girlfriend." I spoke silently and for some reason a pang struck my chest, making me frown.
"I don't love Elena." He concluded and I frowned in question.
"Then what's the obsession?" I asked quietly and he shrugged.
"Let's just say I intend to make my brothers life a living hell. And what's better way than to mess with Elena head?" He smirked but the smirk didn't reach his eyes. Not nearly enough.
"And why is that?" I asked and he shook his head,
"Maybe another time." He responded simply. All of a sudden there was a shift in his demeanour,
"you know," I looked up at him and found myself mesmerised by his eyes once again. "you're lucky I like you. I don't let any old person drink my bourbon." He winked and I chuckled.
"if anyone is old here, it's you." I chuckled and he looked at me playfully.
"you're goanna regret that." He threatened and I put my glass down before laughing and running away from him and into the library.
I was stunned when his arms grabbed my waist. One minute I had left him in the parlour and the next he was stood right in front of me and I found myself panting on the sofa with soft giggles.
"just so happens, I know you're ticklish." He smirked and my eyes went wide and my laughing stopped.
"Damon, no please! Damon!" I squeaked and he tickled my sides mercilessly and I laughed and kicked endlessly.
When he finally stopped, I was taking deep breaths and trying to calm my erratic heartbeat.
"told you you'd regret it." He smiled and I chuckled.
"you're cruel." I accused and he rolled his eyes,
"nope, just plain evil." He winked and I blushed as he straddled me, keeping me still.
"I don't know if that's entirely true." I whispered in a breath as he kept me pinned beneath him.
He dropped his head to my neck for a second, making my back arch, before lifting his head back up to reveal the veins under his once bright eyes and the elongated canines he adorned.
"be careful who you play with kitten." He warned in attempt to scared me but I reached up and traced the veins beneath his eyes, making him frown.
"I'm not scared of you." I replied softly and he took a deep breath.
"why?"
"because I see you for who you really are. Not all people fall for your hard-exterior Damon." I responded and he looked taken aback.
"you're different... I can't place my finger on it but..." he frowned deeply before speeding to the other side of the room.
"goodnight kitten." He spoke before walking away silently. Leaving me dumbfounded on the sofa.
