Ohai, so I feel like this chapter is rushed, sorry about that, but I wanted the characters Alex&Frankie to come to town. After I wrote that part I got writers block and decided to just put in a sweet little scene between Damon&Celeste.

Let me know if you have any ideas on what could happen whilst they are here, thanks for your reviews! :D

Yet again I do not own the Vampire Diaries but I do own my OC Celeste and any others that weren't included on the show.

Seven

Celeste POV:

I turned, not wanting to see what I was going to.

'You're kidding me' I mumbled under my breath and looked back at Jenna. Her eyebrows crushed together in confusion. 'I uh, need to go'. Without wasting time hearing her reply I hooked my satchel over my shoulder and stalked off. Sure enough, it was them, all tanned and hyper, standing near the entrance. I blanked, nailed to the ground. Even a new haircut wouldn't stop them recognising me, their bright eyes found mine, one face carrying a cheery grin, the other sly and sickly. Their bodies bounded through the Grill to stand before me.

'Oh my goodness! I've missed you!' Frankie caught me in an embrace I didn't return. Her blonde hair now shaggy and outgrown, if it weren't for her Victoria's Secret body she might have been mistaken for a pretty guy.

'What are you doing in Mystic Falls?' It came out sounding meaner than I'd intended. But the harshness did not faze her; she didn't even seem to notice.

'After graduation you left without a goodbye, I mean what the hell?' She pouted and crossed her arms over her well-developed chest. When I didn't answer she continued 'Humph well, we just sort of decided to drop by for a few days, before we go house hunting in Georgia. Oh yeah that reminds me, me and Alex are engaged!' She squealed.

How diabolical. As if the moment couldn't get any worse. 'Congratulations' I replied sourly. Kill me now.

'You know what? I'm gonna get us some drinks, think it's time we catch up' Frankie skipped off, weaving her way through to the bar like a ballerina.

'I've missed that face of yours Cel, so pretty. It's a shame you left, I've had to settle for second best'.

'Don't even go there Alex'.

'Aw come on, don't be like that' He moved closer. His body like a professional wrestler, dangerous and stealthy. I hated feeling scared. I would gladly have chosen to get tortured by a vampire than be anywhere near him.

'Engagement means nothing to you then? Just hitting on your fiancée's friend? Nice one' I grumbled sarcastically.

'You used to be a lot more willing than this Celeste'.

I slammed one small pale hand into his chest, catching him off guard for a second, and causing a few people near to stop and gawk.

'Fuck off and get lost, you have officially lost my patience'. I tried my best at a hard shove as I went past him, obviously failing. But still, it made me feel better.

Damon POV:

Celeste was pissed; I could practically feel her compressed anger when she came into the room. I sat up in my bed and tossed the book I was reading into the corner, making her cock an eyebrow.

'What's gotten you all rattled and sexy?'.

She sighed and came to perch on the edge of the massive bed. Like a magnet I moved behind her and rested my head on her neck. 'Ex boyfriend and best friend decided to show their faces' her voice brimmed with roughness 'I... I can't face them' then broke down into a soft murmur. Celeste had told me about them, briefly, and from the description I already disliked them.

'I killed my brother's best friend; want me to deal with yours?'.

She smiled sadly and melted into my arms. 'Frankie, I can handle, its just Alex. Jerk with a capital J. He even tried it on with me, when they'd announced an engagement!' Celeste bit back hysterical laughter. Something flicked inside of me; Jealousy.

'I dread to think of anyone else touching you' I whispered and pulled her fully onto the bed with myself leaning over her, propped up on an elbow.

'Let's just change the subject, kay?' She smiled lazily, her eyes closed. Open invitation! My mind screamed. As if by magic my lips fell on hers, soft and warm. And right.

Everything was pure bliss. I awoke to Celeste's small and gorgeous body cradled in mine. The sun streamed through a gap in the curtains, I saw her perfectly, every line, every detail; as if she could feel my eyes on her, her golden eyes fluttered open to stare at my own. Blood rushed to her cheeks, making her even more beautiful.

'Morning' I smirked. She replied with a quick peck on the lips, before sliding away from me. Yesterdays antics had been fantastic, I'd spent all day with her, in my bed, making all her worries waste away, if only for a short while. Celeste stretched and stood up, her pale skin shining slightly from the light, I felt so god damn lucky. Reluctantly, I pulled myself up and wrapped my arms around her waist, she stiffened and I frowned, turning her around in my arms so she would face me. Oh my god. I stifled a gasp at what I saw. Large scars encircled her stomach, some pale pink, some even whiter than her white skin. I looked up; she had closed her eyes, little tears escaping.

I understand now. This was her comfort mechanism, her way of coping. My heart stung to know that at one point, this had been her only escape, her only release.

'I need some air' Celeste whispered and attempted to break free from my grasp.

'Don't hide from me. You don't have to be afraid of what I might say; you're beautiful' I softly but firmly stated. She opened her eyes again, they were dilated and damp.

'Damon. Nobody else knows about this, asides from Frankie, I'd like it to be kept between the two of us'.

'Of course'.