Author Note: I'm close to gnawing off my own hand so I don't have to finish all of this work I have to do tonight. Fifty plots for fiction being the worst, though I guess it might get better now that I'm on the second half... Anyway, enjoy.
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The next few weeks were hell for Rose. The one time she could actually go out in the sun without a ring, and she was trapped inside the house. Her body felt like hell, again, everything ached. At least when she was a vampire she didn't have to deal with that.
To make matters much worse, her human body had gotten its period. While Damon was, well, Damon, he had forced Elena to get Rose what she needed for that. Damon didn't go there.
The police had returned twice to the house, and been convinced that, despite their beliefs, "Ivy" was nowhere in the house. Stefan and Damon did a good job of convincing anyone who came looking for "Ivy."
Rose paced the floor of Damon's bedroom. She felt like killing someone, which Damon had noted as super PMS, and she had cramps beyond anything anyone could understand.
"How's my little punctuation mark?" Damon stuck his head into his room, where Rose was generally kept at all hours.
Rose grabbed his throat with both hands. "Say it again and you're a dead man. I don't know how yet, but I will kill you."
"You're sexy when you're angry." Damon smirked. "Roar for me, my little tiger."
Rose pushed him in the throat as hard as she could, causing him to fall on the floor. Damon never put up a fight with her anymore, after all, she was to be placated, not annoyed.
Rose turned back to pacing, but she couldn't help but look back at Damon, who was lying on the floor. They locked eyes, and neither of them moved for a minute.
"You're an ass." Rose sat on the floor by his feet as he sat up.
"And you're a human." Damon dodged her swipe at his face this time and grinned. "See? I can trash talk just as well."
"Isn't my blood tempting?" Rose threw back, though it wasn't an insult, she was just forever curious.
"I just fed the other night, you're not in any danger." Damon dodged the question, as per usual. "Speaking of which, are you hungry?"
"If you don't start answering me I'm going to go find a stake." Rose didn't like eating as a human, everything tasted odd. When you've lived off of blood for years, normal food tends to do that to you.
"That blood..." Damon shifted his gaze low on her body. "Doesn't tempt me nearly as much as this blood..." He ran his fingers along her neck just enough to cause her to shiver.
"I find it odd that the one thing I can't remember after switching bodies is being bitten all those years ago." Rose grabbed his hand and laid it against her face.
"Well, you're human now, so I guess that makes sense in an odd way." Damon stroked her cheek affectionately. "You wouldn't remember something that turned you into something that you're not now, right?"
"Cryptic Damon." Rose shook her head. "Still, I understand your logic. And it was a long time ago."
"How long exactly?" Damon raised an eyebrow; this game had cropped up about a week ago, trying to get her to admit how long she had been on this earth.
"Shut up." Rose stood and walked past him into the parlor.
"Fine." Damon stood. "If you eat something I'll let you have a drink." Bribery was his strong suit, if he wanted her to eat something, then he usually used alcohol as bait. Unless she ate, he generally denied her any alcohol, saying she was underage. "You're human, Rose you have to eat. It's not like I can take you to the hospital to have them intravenously feed you. You're stuck here."
Rose glared at him. She hated having to eat, food was weird to her, and she hated that humans generally ate three times a day. Vampires never needed to feed that often!
"Don't make me convince you." Damon threatened, but it was an empty threat. The last few times he had tried to convince her to do something, the results had been disastrous, and now it was just an empty threat. After breaking multiple windows God knows how, during him trying to convince her, he had stopped.
"What do you think happened when those windows broke?" Rose pressed, trying to avoid eating anything. "You just started trying to convince me and then they exploded." That was not the memory Rose had though, the memory was of Damon looking shocked, and then him covering her as glass flew everywhere.
"You're not getting out of this." Damon either didn't have an answer for that or he was hiding something, and she wasn't sure which one it was. "I'm not letting you die again."
Rose relented and followed him into the kitchen.
Author Note: I'm sorry I haven't been updating this. I've been having panic attacks every time I think of something I have to do here on FF and it's really bad... on a lighter note, drop me a comment if you want. I love hearing from you, my readers.