Thank you to –LoveAndPiracy-, Ghostwriter, and Valkyrie-ShapeShifter666 for your comments :] It means a lot to know you like it :] This is my first Vampire Diaries fanfic so I really want it to seem as believable as possible a story line! It's set a few days after the episode Katerina.
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"You can't hide from it forever."
Damon glanced back over his shoulder, an eyebrow quirked with a scowl gracing his handsome features. "Sorry if I don't burst out crying every five minutes like you."
Rose pushed herself up on his bed, sitting up on her elbows. He tossed the book he'd been flipping through on his desk, turning fully to face her. He crossed his arms, the scowl twisting into a mocking smile.
"Sorry if I don't kill people when I get rejected."
Damon took a step, using his unnatural speed to get to her, jumping up and landing on the bed above her. "Watch it."
"Or what?" Rose pushed, nipping at his bottom lip. She flipped them over, pinning the younger vampire beneath her body.
His eyes flickered across her face thoughtfully; knowing her strength out powered him. But instead of arguing he slid his hands into her short red hair, grabbing a fistful roughly. Her hands slid across his bare chest, nails racking slightly into his skin. The scratches healed as they were made. Damon pulled her face to his, harshly crashing their lips together.
"To think just a few months ago high school seemed like the only thing that mattered."
Damon's hands stilled in her hair, hearing Caroline's voice drift through the house. If Caroline was here that meant-.
"And now every day there's a chance we won't even make it alive?" Elena's uncertain voice came next.
Rose, feeling his sudden lack of interest stopped, rolling off of him. "So much for fun time." He grabbed the shirt he'd discarded earlier during their previous 'fun time' slipping it on quickly.
"I prefer not to think of it that way."
"Ladies." Damon greeted a second later, smiling casually.
Having heard him coming Caroling turned unsurprised to greet him. "Were you sleeping?" She was referring to his tousled hair.
"Looks more like sex hair." Elena commented, rolling her eyes. The edge in her tone not going unnoticed by either vampire.
Damon's eyes twinkled mischievously as they followed the human girl's movements around the living room. "I'm shocked you think I'd compromise my virtue in such a way Elena."
"You have no virtue" Rose countered, walking in behind him.
"Amen to that." Caroline agreed. She went to the bar, helping herself to some scotch. Being so new still the alcohol provided a much needed relief to her darker needs.
Elena crossed her arms, ducking her head to hide her irritation. Would it kill Rose to put some actual clothes on? Not Damon's old sweats.
"Hmm," Damon sneered, looking between the two vampire women. "Neither of you seemed to mind that."
"Is Stefan here?" Elena broke the banter abruptly.
"Someone's cranky." Damon said, speeding around the banister to stand before her. "Tsk tsk, ugliness is not an attractive quality in a woman."
She pushed him back a little. Despite knowing in the back of her mind he had let her, she still wore a smug smile at having Damon back down. He stepped aside, letting her walk past him.
"He's out hunting I believe." Rose answered since it didn't appear Damon was going to. "Did you need us for something?"
"No," Elena shook her head, not quite being able to meet the ancient vampire's intent stare. "Just wanted to know if anything new had been discovered."
"In that case, I'll be in the cellar. I'm hungry."
Damon watched Caroline slip away closing the cellar door behind her. Realizing Caroline meant the blood he had stored down there, he sped off calling after her. "Hey that's not for sharing!"
Rose and Elena were left alone, both very much aware of the elephant in the room. Damon Salvatore. Although Rose was more aware as to why it was Damon and not the fact that she had kidnapped the teenage human a mere week ago.
"It must be nice to have the Salvatore brothers willing to die for you. A human." Rose said, breaking the silence. "Not many of your kind can say the same."
"It won't come to that." Elena replied, determined. "I won't let them die for me."
"Them?" Rose's face twisted into an interested smile. The Salvatore brothers were only a mild curiosity really, her main goal being self preservation. They needed her. And she needed them so as not spend the next five-hundred years on the run.
But the twisted little triangle forming before her eyes was intriguing. What were the odds of two brothers falling for the same girl twice in two lifetimes? And Elena? The thud of her heart against her rib cage, when Rose mentioned the brothers dying, acted as lie detector of sorts.
"What should you care if the elder one dies? You hate him, no?"
Below their feet Damon hesitated for a fraction of a second, allowing for Caroline to get the best of him. She snatched the blood bag from his hands running for the stairs. It seemed like another eternity had passed before Elena spoke again.
"I don't want to see anyone die."
Shaking his head at Elena's evasion of the question, he slammed the lid of the cooler closed. On the bright side, he thought, at least she didn't damn him to hell.
