"Stefan!" I heard the deep voice of Damon's echo through the woods. Stefan looked behind him before he looked back down at me with sad green eyes. I blinked and he was gone. I sat up quickly, feeling the light headedness rush through me along with a pain in my back from when I fell. I leaned up against the large tree before my head fell against it. "Stefan?!" Damon's voice snapped again, closer.
I looked over as Damon seemed to appear out of nowhere. His head quickly snapped towards me. He kneeled down quickly, gently moving my head to the side letting my copper bangs tickle my nose. I felt my breathing become shallow, fearful that he might attack me as well. I felt like my whole body was moving very slowly.
"What are you?" I snapped before coughing from the sharp pain. He rolled his eyes at me before he held out his hand and stood up straight.
"Your worst nightmare." He smirked down at me. I raised an eyebrow at him before he rolled his eyes. "There's really no time for this." He stated. I looked at his hand quizzically. He rolled his eyes again before he grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet. Light headedness made me blink. "Can you walk?" He questioned. I blinked away the light pain before I felt myself nod. "Great, now come on." He insisted, pulling me away. I felt my body wobble as my feet took each step, slowing me down. Damon turned around and stopped before giving me a questioning look.
"I was standing against that tree, not moving my legs for hours." I snapped at him. He let out an irritated sigh before grabbing at the lower parts of my dress. I swatted away his hands. "What are you doing?" I hissed at him.
"Well, if you would hold still for more than two seconds…" He growled before trying to grab the dress again. I backed up from his reach. He looked up to me with a very annoyed face. "For the love of God, if you don't hold still, I will break your neck." He threatened making me give him an unbelieving look. He rolled his eyes before I heard the rip of my dress. I blinked, realizing that he was tearing it.
"What are you doing?!" I snapped at him as he threw me up onto his shoulders. I felt my petticoat being thrown off. "Would you stop it?!" I snapped again, wiggling in his arms as the pain in my head began to lighten as my mind was taken off of it.
"Don't flatter yourself, sweetheart." He growled, setting me down again. "I never liked petticoats." He said, looking over at the violet petticoat, lying on its side, showing the hoops. "What's the point other than to make dresses more…puffy." He shook his head. I looked at him as he looked at me and shrugged his shoulders innocently.
"Why would you do that?" I snapped at him, looking at the torn parts of the fabric and ignoring his comments. He rolled his eyes before picking me up again.
"Did I not just explain to you that I don't like petticoats?" He asked like I was daft as he started to walk. I folded my arms as his held my dress against my legs and my back against his arm. "Are you pouting right now?" He snapped. I only glared at him. "God, Evie, lighten up." He cooed with sarcasm dripping against the tone. I rolled my eyes back at him. "You're such a lovely, young woman." He rolled his eyes at his own statement.
"Oh, you are hilarious, Mr. Salvatore." I hissed at him. He only smirked at the comment.
"I could easily drop you, Evie." He said triumphantly, calling me the nickname again. I huffed out a sigh. "Problems, my queen." He smirked again. I glared back at the man.
"What are you?" I questioned again. His hands began to tighten around my legs and grew tense against my bad. I felt my heart race again. Maybe this wasn't the best way to ask. Maybe I should have just…assumed.
"Well, what do you think?" He questioned. His mocking tone seemed to be gone. He seemed genuinely curious. I could only shrug, gulping in a small breath of air.
"Vampire?" I questioned. He looked over at me with a smirk. I raised an eyebrow at him cautiously.
"You're correct." His eye turned red and veins started to bulge out. He smiled, showing off his fangs. I let out a small scream, almost jumping out of his arms. He held me tight and began to laugh. His eyes turned back to their original blue coloring, the veins disappeared, and his teeth became straight.
"That is not funny, Mr. Savlatore!" I snapped at him. He kept chuckling at my misfortunes.
"Oh, you are fun to torture, Evie." He smirked. I felt myself begin to shake. "Oh come on, it isn't that cold." He mocked. I glared up at him. He set me down and unbuttoned his over coat. I furrowed my eyebrows together quizzically. "Here." He gestured as he held out the coat. I looked him up and down. He only rolled his eyes. "What? I don't bite." I raised my eyebrows to that. He only smirked. "Well, I don't bite hard." He winked. I couldn't help the quiet snort that came out. I quickly covered my mouth, looking away from the man. His laugh filled the air.
"Keep quiet. You did not hear that." I muttered lowly, keeping my eyes down with a small smile. I glanced back up at him, as he continued to hold out his coat. His smirk was still there. I grumbled as I took his coat quickly and put my short arms through the long sleeves.
"You look beautiful." He snickered out. I looked back up at him and hit him with the long sleeve. "Are you ready to go, my queen?" He put out his arms and bowed his head. I looked at him and shook my head.
"With all of that sass, I do not doubt that you could be the queen." He looked up at me and snatched me up in his arms. I flinched at the sudden movement and looked at him.
"If a queen could do this, I would surely respect her." He looked at me and flipped his short curly hair. I shook my head and chuckled at his ridiculous gesture. Suddenly, it hit me…the whole situation that I was in. I felt the color from my face begin to vanish.
"Sage…she bit me…doesn't that mean I'm going to become a…" I trailed off as my heart speed up at the idea. Damon only looked at me and laughed.
"No. You have to have vampire blood in your system and die to actually become a vampire." He looked back at me with amusement. "Do you know nothing about vampires?" He asked with a stupid smile on his face. I could only huff out an irritated sigh. "You have to know a little, seeing that you guessed 'vampire' in the first place."
"I thought you were supposed to burn in the sunlight, for starters." I shrugged.
"Oh, we would. But if you have one of these things-" He said, tapping my side with one finger. I looked down to see a dark blue ring on his middle finger with a design in the middle. "Lapis Lazuli. Gem of the night. It's ironic." He stated. I looked back at him confused.
"How does it work?" I questioned. He raised an eyebrow at me. "I'm only curious." I defended myself quickly. This all seemed unnatural to me. And why shouldn't it? I just found out that vampires are real. I have the right to be curious.
"Well, Ms. Evie, a witch has to cast some spell on it-" I stopped him quickly.
"Witch?" I question. He let out a sharp sigh, making me cringe.
"Yes, witch. Cauldrons and magic and all of that fun nonsense." He chirped out sarcastically. I nodded my head quickly, so he could go back to his original story. "A witch has to cast some spell on it and then we can walk in sunlight. Tada!" He rolled his eyes. I nodded.
"What about…mind reading?" I questioned again. He raised his eyebrow at me again. I looked away from his piercing blue eyes. He was very intimidating…
"Yes, and mind control." He smirked. I took a sharp breath in at the thought. "Don't worry, Evie. I won't control you into doing my every whim." He retorted.
"Was that supposed to make me feel better? Because it didn't." I sassed him. He blinked before laughing at me.
"You better watch your mouth, sunshine." He shook his head. "I could easily kill you."
"But if you really wanted to kill me, you would have done it already." I replied instantly. He huffed out and irritated breath. "What else can you do?" I questioned, trying to get his mind of even attempting to kill me.
"Well, I'm carrying you about, so I must have super strength." I glared back at him as he laughed. Suddenly, I felt wind rushing against my face. I looked around. We weren't in the woods anymore. We stood on a gravel road.
"How did you-" He interrupted me.
"Super speed is another thing." He smirked at my bewildered face. He started walking again. "We have heightened emotions." I felt his arms retract away from my body, making me flair my arms trying to catch myself. His arms wrapped around my body, making me stand up on my feet without hitting the ground. "So, imagine that feeling you had, but times that by a thousand." My legs didn't feel as wobbly. But I couldn't help the glare I gave him. "What?" He questioned innocently.
"Do not 'what' me. Could you have not shown me any other way?" I hissed at him. He raised an eyebrow. I folded my arms. In an instant, I felt my arms slam back down to my sides as I felt warm breath against my neck. I felt my whole body freeze.
"I could have easily done this too." He said lowly against my skin, making my hair stand on edge. "But, I didn't think you would appreciate it." He said as his chin rested on my shoulder. I pulled myself away from him.
"Tha-That was no-not funny." I stuttered out as I glared at him. He chuckled again and held his hands up in defense.
"It was a little funny, Evie." He smirked. I folded my arms and looked down.
"How could you deal with that?" I questioned quietly, looking around at the surroundings, recognizing the area. I walked past Damon and started making my way towards my house.
"Well, that's another thing. You can turn it off." He stated, walking besides me. I looked over to him, confused.
"You can just turn off your emotions?" I questioned. He nodded. "Is that not scary?" I asked again. He only shrugged.
"Not if you turn them off." He looked in front of him, taking in a small breath. I nodded, even though he wasn't looking at me.
"What else can you do?" I questioned. He glanced over at me. I looked straight in front of my. In my peripheral vision, I saw a small smile sprawl across his face.
"Our senses are heightened too." He stated. I looked over at him and cocked my head slightly. "So if someone is scared and their heart is beating irregularly, we can hear it." He said. "You seem to be scared quite often." He smirked as I looked away from him. "Like that." He muttered.
"Well, you almost dropped me, and then you almost ate me." I defended myself. He scoffed.
"I wasn't going to eat you." He rolled his eyes. "I wasn't going to hurt you either, Evie." I rolled my eyes at him.
"Whatever you say…Damonie." I blurted out. He looked over at me before he burst out laughing. I felt my face begin to boil. I looked down as the heat spread to my ears.
"Damonie. Really? That's the best name you could come up with, Evie?" He laughed again. I glared at him, which only made him laugh harder. "Evie, your face is brighter than your hair." He snickered, making my face burn.
"Keep quiet." I snapped at him. He only continued to chuckle. I nudged him. He looked down at me then.
"Have we really come to pushing, Ms. Evie." He questioned, folding his arms. I rolled my eyes at him.
"I need to get home. It's going to be a new day." That's when it hit me! "Come on, Day." I sassed him with my new and clever nickname. He laughed.
"See, that's not as bad as Damonie." He retorted. I hushed him quickly.
"Did I not tell you to keep quiet about that?" I snapped at him. He bowed.
"I am sorry, my queen." He smirked up. I rolled my eyes and nodded for him to follow.
"So, all of your senses are like that?" I questioned, hopping over a fallen tree branch. He nodded, already beside me. "What about-"
"Eibhlín!" I suddenly heard my da's low voice yell. I felt my heart drop. Damon looked over at me, pulling me behind a tree.
"Oh no." As I felt my heart race, and in the back of my mind, I knew Damon could hear it. He put a finger over his lips. I closed my mouth and listened.
"Jesus, Ailís, when I find her, I swear-" Damon grabbed my arm suddenly.
"Damon, what are you-" I whispered at him. Before I could blink, we were just outside of my house. "If you keep doing that, I'm going to-" He cut me off.
"Let me in." He demanded. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.
"What?" I whispered again. His eyes narrowed as he looked at me.
"Let me in." He demanded again. I blinked.
"Come in." I said, confused. Suddenly, we were in my hallway on the second floor. I looked around, confused. "How did you-" I looked back at him before I heard my da's heavy footsteps begin to echo from the first floor. "Quick." I grabbed Damon's hand, pulling him into my room and closing the door lightly. "Get into the closet."
"You do realize that I could just-" I pushed him into the closet without another word. Jumping into my bed, I threw my nightgown over the dirt and blood covered dress before shoving my shoes under my bed and throwing the blanket over myself.
"I swear if she is in here, Ailís…" Da's voice boomed outside of my door. I closed my eyes before pulling the blanket up to my chin. I heard the door open. "Eibhlín!" His voice snapped me up. I looked at him confused. "Where have you been?" He growled before sulking over to my bed and grabbing my arm. I winced at his tight grip
"What do you mean, Da?" I asked, confused. I hoped I was believable. He glared at me before yanking me out of my bed and onto my feet. "Da!" I said, now becoming fearful of his actions.
"Do not lie to me, Eibhlín. I know you weren't in your bed last night." His large green eyes bore into mine. I yanked my arm away from him.
"How would you know? You were drunk by 6." I snapped suddenly. His eyes narrowed at me as he grabbed my neck and slammed me against my wall. I sucked in.
"And you were here, were you?" He snapped turning my head quickly. "So what are these? Teeth marks?" He snapped. It took all of my strength to lift my knee up and fast enough to make him let go. He let out a low grunt as I scurried away from the large burly man.
"Just stay away from me." I snapped as I crawled my way out of my room quickly.
"Ádhamh, stop, please." Ma's voice caught my ears.
"Quiet, woman!" I heard a sickening sound of something falling…or breaking behind me. I stood up quickly as I hurried towards the stairs. Hope flooded through me. I had forgotten about Damon. Maybe he would help me. He could hear all of this…My hand grabbed the railing before I felt a large hand clasp onto my wrist and pull me around. "Now, you aren't going to run from your dear old Da, now are you?" He asked quietly, pulling me closer to his body.
"Stop! Please, stop!" I snapped again. His eyes narrowed. His arms wound back. I closed my eyes, dreading the hit, but I never felt the punch. His palms push against my shoulders as hard as they could. All I could feel was the air pushing my hair against my face as I fell backwards down the stairs.
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AN: People are reading this and reviewing! HELLO! I had to go back and edit a little bit. My brain was still on my imagine blog, so there were quite a lot of active verbs and not passive verbs, sooo I went back and changed (for the most part, if you see any more mistakes, help a brotha out and PM me.) But anyways. Thank you to the two Guests, Dogs101 (YES. Fem!Castle. In the upcoming (not sure when) chapters, there's a reference. Ilikereferences), and HaruHaruxLove (If you find any mistakes that made/make you cringe, PM me and I'll fix it. I'm a writer, not an editor. I'm shit at editing.)
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