Alright! This chapter starts from the last episode of season 1. And to IrelandMikaelson0924 you guessed right! and yes it is an Alaric/OC story. BtW I love your story about Amber. Just started it and can't stop!(for anyone who hasn't read it, you should totally check it out)
Chapter 4
"Rise and shine honey! If you get anymore beauty rest I may actually have some competition." I sat up in the bed to see Damon smirking at me. I rolled my eyes and layed back down. "What do you want?" I half yelled at him. "Well, Brexley, most seventeen year olds attend school. What kind of dad would I be if I didn't make sure you got an education?"
"I am NOT going to school. You're crazy. Besides I'm only staying one week."
Damon got up out of the chair he was sitting in and gave a little hop and snapped him fingers, "Yeah about that, I decided you're staying here longer."
"Um excuse you! I don't have to do what you say." I retorted.
"Alaric will be there." he said half smiling. I growled and got out of bed. Damon's eyes widened at me. I was confused at first but then I noticed what he was looking at. My tattoos. I had a quarter sleeve on my left arm and three tattoos on my right. I also have one on my right thigh, one on the back of my left calf, one on my left ankle, one on my shoulder blade, one on the left side of my rib cage and one under my right breast.
"Ugh. Just put some clothes on. Enough to cover everything and lets go."
"Wait, isn't it Saturday?"
"Yep, gotta get you enrolled. Then we can go enjoy the parade like a normal family." he replied with a smirk. I rolled my eyes and procceded to get dressed. I put on my black skinny jeans with my red, two holed belt. I found my red top that was plain as day, but I loved it be because it showed all the skin from my belly button to the top of my pants. To top it off I put on my black leather jacket that was also short on the bottom. I quickly brushed through my hair and put on my make up, eye liner and brown eye shadow. I pulled on my black combat boots and headed downstairs.
"What does Alaric have to do with this?" I asked in the car on the way to town.
"Huh?" damon said and he messed with the raido. I rolles my eyes.
"Earlier, you had said Alaric would be there. Why?" I looked at me, he smiled at me and shook his head a little.
"I had a hunch that it would... motivate you."
"Well, it doesn't. He's a stupid human."
Damon chuckled softly. "Whatever you say."
I slouched in my seat. Was it that obvious? There was something so different about him. I've only ever had one boyfriend and It didn't last long. I hated men anyways. Excpet him. Why? Ugh. This whole crush thing sucks big time. I have never felt this way about anyone. Not in a hundred years. I sighed to myself and watched out the window.
After twenty minutes with the principal and a little compeling. I was enrolled in high school. Damn. I looked at my schedual and I have Alaric for history fourth period.
Me and Damon walked around outside. Everyone was dressed up for the founders day parade. I hated this decade. The clothes were hideous.
"Stop mopping around." Damon shoved my shoulder slightly.
"One, don't touch me. Ever. And two, I'm not. I just hate parades, and people, and people's happiness." Fuck. I want out of this place.
"Well aren't you just a happy little black hole."
"Fuck off." I growled
"Hey, watch your mouth. Kids these days are little parrots." I rolled my eyes. Then I spotted Stefan walking around.
"Look at you, all retro." Damon said as we approched Stefan.
"What are you doing here?" Stefan asked him, not sounding very happy.
"Why wouldn't I be here? Bonnie deactivated the gilbert invention, Isobel's gone, it's Founder's day, and me and little miss somuchfun are having a daddy daughter day." He looked at me and smiled. I growled in return. He turned back to Stefan, "I'm here to eat cotton candy and steal your girl." Did Damon have a thing for Elena too? Man, what what was it about Ketherine and her look alike that made the Salvatore men go crazy? I've heard the story about 1864 a million times and everytime I get more confused. Was love really that powerful. Hell no. I don't even beileve love is a real emotion. Call me heartless but hey, at least I was never shot by my own dad.
Stefan smiled a fake smile, "Don't start with me Damon."
"Oh, you started it, Stefan, with that whole I'm-insecure-leave-Elena-alone speech. I'm just enjoying that." he smirked at Stefan. Stefan held his ground holding a very serious expression on his face. "As long as you heard it." he replied sternly.
"But.. Huh? What?" Damon said back, obviously not getting the whole serious conversation part. Stefan chuckles at him obviouly unammused.
"You have no sense of humor, Stefan."
"Actually, I just have no sense of Damon humor." Stefan turned and Damon started to follow. Me being nosey and wanting to listen to the rest of the converation, hoping some punching may be involved, followed.
"Damon humor? Hey, look. I get it. I get it. I'm the better, hotter, superior choice, and you're scared that now Katherine is out of the picture that I'm gonna turn all of my attention to Elena."
"Oh someone shoot me." I mumbled under my breath. Damon gave me a short glare before turning back to Stefan. "but don't worry. Elena is not Katherine."
"You're right. She's not." Stefan replied. A look came over Damons face, Stefan and I turned and looked over our shoulders to see what exactly he was looking at. Elena was walking through the yard, in a dress that had to be from the 1800's. I turned and looked at the boys. Their eyes were fixated on her. Gross. I thought. Elena gave a soft smile and a little curtsy. Damon turned to me and started to usher us in the oposite direction.
"You're awefully fast to get away from your girlfriend. Guess little brother isn't to keen on the idea of you around his girl." I commented.
"Shut up. He had some private stuff to tell Elena about her dad. I didn't want my perfect face to distract her."
"Well aren't you full of your self?"
"What's your deal anyways. Why so sad and bitchy all the time?"
I rolles my eyes. I've always been this way. Who is he to ask anyways. He was a dick all the time. I must have gotten my attitude from somewhere. He gave me a look like he was waiting for an answer. I sighed. "Okay, fine. Yeah, I'm bitchy, and moody and sad. I've been alone for a long time. It can do that to a person. I don't have any friends. The only guy I've ever dated cared more about his family than me. I hate people and I hate any form of fun. Why does it matter?" I looked at him, I could see his jaw clench. He didn't say anything. He just turned and kept walking. I followed slowly behind him.
The parade had started. The mayor's wife was leading it and the band was marching. I exhaled loudly. Damn, I hate happiness. I was standing in the back just looking around. The Mystic Falls court float was going by. I saw Stefan and Elena on it. What idiots. All love does it destroy people. It made my head hurt watching all these couples.
I heard the Mayor introduce Miss Mystic Falls, about the same time I saw Elena's smile fall and her face turned to an annoyed expression. I followed her eyes, it was Damon she was looking at. She looked up at Stefan, turned her face back to the crowd, gave a slight shake of her head and continued waving.
I watched Damon, he turned around and looked at a young girl. She had dark black hair and dark skin. She turned away from Damon and started walking away while Damon tried to talk to her. I tried to listen in but the parade was to loud. Eventually, the girl stopped and talked for a second before Damon turned and walked away.
The parade had ended and I was sitting outside waiting on Damon. I saw Elena walking with a blonde girl. Our eyes met and she smiled a little and started walking my way. I stood up to greet her, wondering what exactly she wanted. "Hey Brexley, did you enjoy the parade?" she asked cheerfully. I shrugged "Not really my thing."
"Oh," the blonde girl gave a little cough to get our attention. "Oh, Brexley this is Caroline. Caroline this is Damon's foster daughter, Brexley." she extended her hand and I met it with a unpleasant attitude. "Nice to meet you! Are you going to start school? You should join the cheerleading squad it is so much fun! You are a very pretty girl and you have a nice body. You would make a great cheerleader." Wow, this girl is was to happy for my taste. "I'm not exactly a cheery person." I commented. "Oh! That's totally okay! I'm sure you'd still rock at it." This girl is fucking sunshine.
"I'll pass." I turned and headed for the grill without saying another word. As I walked away I heard Elena tell Blondie not to take it personal.
I took a seat and put my head phones in. Just watching people come in and out. My eyes caught Damon talking to Elena. She looked fed up with him almost instantly. Elena walked past Damon and walked over to a boy sitting alone at a table. I recognized him, it was the same boy that I talked to my first night here, Jeremy, Elena's brother. She told him something then he got up and walked out. I saw Damon follow so I got up and followed Damon. I called after him but he ignored me.
He walked up behind Jeremy and started taunting him "I have so many emotions but I don't have any way to express them. Being a teenager is so hard." he said in a fake whiny voice.
"You dick." Jeremy spat back at him.
"You do not talk to me like that. I'm not your sister." Damon replied in a more serious now. "and from now on, don't talk to your sister that way either." He grabbed Jeremy's arm turning him to face himself.
"So what, your gonna kill me just cause I hurt Elena's feelings?" Seeing the argument get heated I butted in "Woah let's take it easy. This is a public place." I said trying to get in between them but they were already in each other's faces.
"Cut her some slack." Damon told the boy.
"She erased my memories."
"No, I did. She was protecting you."
"It wasn't her call to make." Jeremy turned on his heel to walk away and Damon grabbed his arm. "Damon." I hissed, but he ignored me.
"Let go of me before I cause a scene." Jeremy started to get flustered. I could tell by his voice and the look on his face he was scared.
"You'll be unconcious before you even got a word out." Damon sounded angry but surprisingly calm.
All of a sudden Stefan was standing beside them telling Damon to let him go. He asked Jeremy if he was alright and he said he was. Stefan then tried to calm everything down like the little do gooder he is. Damn he annoys me. They talked about a girl and that's where I tuned out. Stefan's attention turned to Damon after he made a comment about good cop bad cops. Stefan was clearly irritated with Damon. I got tired of listening to the arguing so I turned and walked away.
I was kicking at the ground wishing I had stayed at the house. There is so many people here and the guys here act like I don't know they are staring at my ass. I was so ready to leave this town and go back to my life (well if you wanna call it that.). I looked up from the ground and my eyes met a familiar set of sea blue ones. Alaric. He smiled slightly and started walking my way. He had his hands in the pockets of his faded blue jeans. He was so handsome. Okay, he was so hot. "Brexley, what's up? Didn't think I'd see you here." He said to me with a little smile on his face and a hint of curiosity in his eyes. I tried to put on my best happy face. "Yeah, well. Damon kinda dragged me along." I shrugged.
"Ah. Well I hope it isn't to much torture for you. Since your kinda a stick in the mud." he smiled. I knew he meant it jokingly but I couldn't help but be hurt. Did he really think that? There goes any chance of me ever getting him to like me.
I growled slightly, "Well, I'm sorry to be such a sad person. Maybe if I had a better life it wouldn't be such a 'stick in the mud'." I turned to walk away but he grabbed my arm. "No, Brexley I didn't mean it like. It just doesn't seem like your scene. I promise I wasn't trying to upset you." he seemed concerned and honestly sorry, but I was still angry. Probably more for the fact that it made me feel like he didn't have feelings for me. "Well, whatever. I'm only here because it's like an all you can eat buffet. There is so many to choose from. Any tasty looking kids in your class Mr. Saltzman?" I crossed my arms over my chest. He didn't look angry with my comment. More like disappointed. He sighed, "Why do you act like you don't give a damn about anybody? That's clearly not who you really are. What are you hiding from?"
I growled at him then shoved his chest and walked past him "I'm not hiding from anything. I just hate people. And I really hate you and your pethedic ass."
"Wait Brexley," he called after me, grabbing my arm and turning me to face him, "Please, I'm truly sorry. Stay, we can hang out. Please." I rolled my eyes but when I looked back at him I couldn't help but nod my head.
We walked around and talk for a little. I told him about some of the places I had been and the things I had learned. He listened attentively and even laughed when appropriate. We ran into a group of people and he started talking to them. Our conversation came to a halt when Damon came and pulled Alaric away.
The rest was a blur, my head still hurts from it. I was with Alaric getting weapons then all of a sudden my head felt like someone was stabbing me repeatedly. I fell to my knees and screamed in agony. Alaric picked me up and put me in the backseat of his car. Then he took off. I sat there screaming for what felt like forever. Then it stopped suddenly. I was to scared to get out so I waited. Eventually Alaric returned, but he had someone with him. Jeremy. Alaric got in the driver's seat and started the car, he turned to me, "Are you okay? he asked. "Yeah totally. You know, besides the pain and all." I replied sarcastically. "What the hell was that?"
"The Gilbert device." he sighed. "Bonnie didn't really deactivate it."
"Gilbert device? What the hell is it?"
This time Jeremy turned to me, "It a device my great ancestor invited. To catch and kill vampires."
"Well, remind me to Thank him by snapping the neck of all him relatives. Starting with you."
"You wouldn't." he smirked at me.
"Try me." I said sternly. He turned back around and nodded at Alaric. Alaric started driving.
It was quiet in the car. After dropping off Jeremy we headed to Damon's house. I didn't speak. I was pretty upset that Alaric had to save me. I'm a fucking vampire. A very powerful one and a human had to save me? Who the fuck does he think he is? My knight in shining armour?
"Do you want me to stay?" he asked as we pulled in the drive.
"No. I think I can handle myself if someone tries to kill me." I said maybe a little to rudely.
He looked a little hurt "I just thought maybe you wanted to hang out."
"With you? No thanks I'd rather steak myself."
He looked at me and sighed, "Why do you do that? Go back and forth? One minute you want to hang out and the next you
act like you hate my guts..." I cut him off mid sentence.
"Correction. I do hate your guts."
We stared at each other for a moment before his hand slowly moved up and cupped my face. It felt nice. My heart beat got faster and I felt butterflies. Then I gabbed his hand with my own. I turned it backwards until I heard a pop and Alaric screamed in pain, I leaned in to him "Don't ever touch me again or I WILL kill you." I exited the car and went inside.
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