Chapter 4
Her head was filled with color and flashes of memories. She knew exactly what was happening and she tried to stop it. She tried to fight back and then blackness.
Faith felt the car moving as she came back to consciousness. She struggled to open her eyes.
"What was that?" she groaned.
Damon turned and looked at her.
Faith opened her eyes and focused on his face. "What the fuck was that?" she asked again and lifted herself upright.
Her head was swimming so she leaned back and closed her eyes again. Faith raised her hand and placed her palm flat against her forehead.
"Damon you need to explain?" she said grinding her teeth. She was so mad and wanted to scream but her head would not let her.
"I need to explain." he snorted and jerked the steering wheel sending the car off the side of the road.
Faith's eyes flew open, she braced herself for a crash that did not happen.
"What the hell are you doing?" She sat up, her head still throbbing but she ignored it.
"You need to tell me the truth Faith." he said. He brought his face close to hers and stared into her eyes.
She breathed a shaky breath and stared back.
She leaned her head back on the headrest and closed her eyes.
"The more you screw around the less chance we have to find your sister…..alive."
She took another breath.
"You already know it Damon. Your friend read my mind."
She heard him hit the steering wheel with his fist and then the car jolted into motion again.
"So you want to hear me say it."
"You owe me at least that."
"It will make that big of a difference."
"FAITH" he growled.
"OK Damon." she said slowly still sitting with her head leaning back against the headrest, the pain in her head blinding.
"It was all me Damon. I was the one who sought out Patrick. I was the one that he was obsessed with and I am the reason that he took Georgia."
She swallowed hard feeling the lump of emotion in her throat. She turned her head to the side and looked at Damon.
His eyes were fixed on the road ahead.
"But you already know that."
She watch his face. The muscles in his jaw tightened. His eyes moved quickly, looking at her from the corner of his eye then back to the road.
"So what was the problem? Why could't you tell me?" he looked at her again. Her eyes were sad. So looked away quickly.
"Its embarrassing. I was stupid and I did stupid things."
Faith was quiet for a long while.
The blue of his eyes struck her, but she noticed a softness this time. There was a kindness there that he kept hidden.
He furrowed his brow and turned his eyes back to the road.
"We have all done things that we are ashamed of."
"I am ashamed of how I got there." she said
Well better late than never. Here goes.
"When I was 18 my father died in an accident. We were devastated but my mother, Georgia and I pulled through. Made us closer as a family.
Then last year we lost our mother. She was sick and never told us." Damon's eyes looked at her quickly. He saw the glimmer of tears filling in her eyes.
"I was so mad at her. How could she do that to us after losing Daddy so unexpectedly?" her voiced cracked.
Faith readjusted in her seat and composed herself.
"She wrote a note to Georgia and me…explaining why she did what she did. She didn't want us to watch her die."
A tear rolled down her check. She wiped it way quickly so he would nit notice it, but he did.
She placed her hand on her stomach feeling the trembles inside as she tried to not burst into tears.
"I was really angry. More angry then I have ever been. And I did stupid things. Drugs, drinking. And then a friend of mine suggested this club in the city.
He said it was a vampire club where they did these weird things. Exchanged blood and stuff. I thought it would be cool, a laugh maybe. But when I got there it was real."
"I knew the first minute I laid eyes on Patrick what he was. He was the real deal. I just knew it. So I started to go to this club and finally I caught his eye."
"So we have all done crazy things when we were interested in someone." he said
"Damon…. I wanted him to kill me." she said, waiting for his reaction.
He turned his head and looked and her. He narrowed his eyes at her.
"I never came right out and said that to him. After he finally showed me what he was I encouraged him to drink from me.
I figured he would like it so much that I was allowing him to do it that he would lose control and not stop."
"Are you crazy?" Damon said almost sounding disgusted.
"I was in a bad place."
"So you traded sexual favors and blood with a vampire in the hopes that he would kill you."
"No Damon Never sex. There was never sex involved. EVER."
"OH so you are a tease."
"DAMON!" she yelled. "No thats not fair."
"What else would you be? You don't understand how erotic it is to a vampire when the human you are with is willing to let you feed off of them. Especially during sex."
Damon heard her pulse quicken and watched as the blood flooded her cheeks.
He took a quick deep breath taking in her scent again. He needed to stop talking about this.
Images of Faith flashed in his mind. Her lips, her breast, his hands all over her, his lips kissing her, her neck, the faint blue veins pumping the blood, his fangs piercing the soft flesh.
He shook his head and focused again on the road.
Faith noticed this change in Damon and got nervous. Her heart thumped in her chest.
"Well it was not my intention to be a tease." she said trying to calm herself.
"So after a few times when Patrick would drink fro me he began to become really obsessive. He would talk about how we were meant to be together forever. That I was made for him. I got a little freaked."
"And your plan backfired."
"I told Georgia and she flipped out. She went to him behind my back and confronted him. When I saw him later that night he was furious with me. He wanted to turn me and we would leave and go build a lift somewhere. I told him I did not want that. The he disappeared. I went home and he had Georgia. He took her from our apartment."
"Damon I would never forgive myself if anything happened to her. This is all my fault."
"Nothing will happen to her Faith. I won't let it." He said not moving his eyes from the road.