Vampire Diaries - Volume 3

I've been here almost a whole two days and still no reports of Damon, but its not all

bad. Gerald comes in once a day for the reports and well...I get to feed. I smiled to

myself thinking of the last time I drank blood. The warmth of it filling my mouth

falling down my throat. Mm mm. Very delicious.

But this entire situation is getting pretty old. I might just have to go and find him myself. And get rid of Gerald. I could do it too, it wouldn't be hard at all. Just a simple snap to the neck...like a little twig. That's how easy it is for us, but no. That would cause too much suspicion and I wouldn't want the others to get in trouble for a mistake on my behalf.

I sighed gazing at my reflection in the mirror. If I were to describe myself in one word...it would have to be. Hmm? Edgy. My hair is just lightly touching my shoulders, the bangs brushing over my forehead with a slant. Choppy layers all over. Now make up. I really didn't need it, but a little never hurt. Just slightly brush on mascara, dark shadow, and vua-la. Edgy. I spun around to see my wardrobe...skinny jeans with a light cashmere sweater.

Another knock came to the door. Better be Gerald and with good news too. I'm already getting sick of this game. I was at the door in a flash and opened it. Gerald, but with something in his hand.

"Here Miss Jennings." he handed me a box with a card on it. I eyed it suspiciously but took it. "Thank you. Now off." He nodded leaving me alone to my thoughts yet again.

Que sorpresa maravillosa mi amor. "Damon" I said a loud putting my hand over my mouth with surprise. He knows I'm here. "What a wonderful surprise my love." I whispered it, but in English.

I need to find him now. I want him now. So I might be a little possessive at times, but Damon Salvatore was mine from the beginning, but I need to remember that anything could have happened, anything could have changed between us.

I felt tears well up in my eyes. But I brushed them off. He's close. I can feel him. My mood changed in an instant with the smell of sweet innocent blood.

.I quickly opened the door seeing a little girl's knee bleeding from the rug burn she got.

"Its okay sweetie." I smiled walking up to her. "Can I get your name?" I asked again. "Mia." she whimpered. "Ouch. That looks like it hurts." She nodded. "I can fix that for you if you'd like. You wouldn't have to feel the pain anymore."

"Could you really?" her eyes big now with awe. I smiled. "Of course I can. I'm special you see." "Special?" "M hm. And you can be to if you want." She smiled now. "I wanna be special!" "Good choice." I felt my fangs welling up to the surface about to poke out. Have I loss all my sanity right here and now?

"You won't feel a thing." I reassured her. "I won't feel a thing." She agreed in trance like tone. I pressed my lips to her knee licking the blood off, then with a lot of will power I pulled away. "There all better." I smiled sort of breathing heavy. Mia looked down to her knee and a huge grin spread across her face. "You did it! You took away the pain." "I promised after all didn't I?" "Thank you. Uh-" she stopped feeling bad she didn't know my name.

"Its Ambrose." "Thank you Ambrose." she sang hugging me. I pulled away feeling a little awkward. I didn't know what to do in situations like these with humans. "Now you promise me something."

"Anything Ambrose!" she promised. "Make sure to keep yourself safe from now on. K? And stay out of trouble." She nodded. "Mia!" a voice called off in the distance, probably her mother. "Better get going." I nodded towards the direction of the voice. "Lets be friends k?" Mia asked giving me the bracelet around her wrist. I gulped in shock.

"No. I couldn't take that-" I began, but was interrupted by her mom calling again. "I want you to have it. As a thank you." she smiled getting to her feet and running off towards her mom. "I'll see ya Ambrose." She shouted not turning back.

I sighed really not knowing what to do about the bracelet. It was hand made obviously from the looks of it, but it was made by her. A friend. To be honest a first friend in a long time.

I smiled walking off outside.