Ti Amo(5): Secrets

My mother's piercing scream echoed through my brain as I peeked through the crack in the closet door. I flinched, and turned my head, tears streaming down my face as the blond man snapped her neck.

"Momma!" my youngest sister screamed, but was cut off when this murderer bit into her neck, crushing her windpipe.

I peeked back out when I heard that the slurping and gnawing stopped, the man was dropping my sisters lifeless body to the ground, but the weird this was he looking straight at me, his eyes dark foggy green. He winked once before he disappeared in a blur.

I woke with a start; I had this dream every night since it happened. Confused I noticed a muscular arm locked in an unbreakable hold around my waist.

Looking up at its owner, all the previous events from yesterday flooded into my head. Damon was lying next to me looking peaceful as ever, sleeping. I smiled, lifting my arm to brush a hair from his forehead.

I watched him, as he took small deep breaths. God he was so pretty, like my own personal fallen angel.

"Stalking is a federal crime, you know." I jumped, as his voice invaded my staring, and I blushed a deep scarlet.

"I was not stalking… I was watching intently." I held my head high, as he popped one eye open, smirking.

"Yeah, call it what you want baby, but your into me." He said cockily.

"No I think your ugly, I was just thinking about gnawing my arm off just to get away. You know coyote ugly?" I said looking at him in his beautiful eyes.

"Ugly?" He said eyes wide with disbelief, it wasn't long before he was on top of me pinning me to the bed, "Am I still ugly?"

"No… you passed ugly, you passed that." I raised my eyebrows at him, and blinked innocently.

He put on a face of pain and hurt, as he rolled off me, in a search for the shirt he had discarded last night. I frowned and crawled over to wrap my arms around his back.

"I was kidding… I love you. Would it make you feel better if I told you, that you were the sexiest vampire I had ever fought?" I asked leaning my head over his shoulder to look at his face.

He just smirked and captured my lips with his, pulling me into his lap in the process. I kissed back hungrily, loving the feeling of his perfect lips against mine.

He pulled back chuckling to himself, as he looked down at me in his lap, my hair falling in messy dark red-brown curls around my face.

"What are you laughing at Salvatore?" I looked up at him, giving my best bitch-face.

"You, Marsh." He said mocking my face.

"Oh so you think I'm funny huh?" I widened my eyes in disbelief.

"Hilarious." He said, challenging me.

I growled playfully before pouncing on top of him, my lips only a hair away from his. I smirked, deciding to be a tease for the day.

Just as he started to lean up, I danced away from him, heading to the bathroom door. Giggling like a schoolgirl who just lost her virginity.

"Oh Aribella, you tease." He tsked me, as he sat up.

"No, if I was a tease, then I would be in lace lingerie, and strip dance for you."

"I wouldn't object sweet cheeks." He smirked.

"Of course YOU wouldn't." I said skipping into the bathroom locking the door.

"I'm going to shower!" I called so he didn't think I like fell in or anything.

"Is that an invite?" I heard a silky voice say from behind me.

I squeaked, and jumped back, "Holy hell Damon! How did you get in here?"

"I'm a vampire sweet cheeks, I know how to pick a lock. Plus your hiding place isn't all that original. On the door frame really?" He said, grabbing me by the waist and pulling me to his chest.

"Give me my key." I demanded reaching in his pocket to pull out a small brass key, before turning my face up to look at him, "Now get out. I need to shower. We have a council meeting in an hour."

"But Aribella." He whined as I ushered him out the white door, and locked it again.

I turned on the shower, shedding my cloths, and stepped in.

Once I was done, I ran into my room, locking the bedroom door as I had the bathroom, pulling on a black ruffle dress coming down to a little bit above my knee , and a dark purple half sweater. Adding a few pieces of jewelry to my wrists and a silver locket to my neck, as I walked out the door, holding my purple stilettos.

I found him in the kitchen, raiding my fridge. "That's my fridge, you know."

"I know… I like the outfit, but I could think of so many things we could do without cloths."

I swayed my hips softly as I walked up to him, grabbing his hips, leaning up to his face, kissing his jaw line softly, "I know."

He grabbed for my waist as I pinned him to the counter, his eyes eager. I winked at him before pulling back.

"Hey get back here. I want you to be mine, fully." He frowned

"You can't, sorry I already belong to someone else." I said, fluttering my eyelashes at him.

He had me pinned against the wall in a second, "And who might that be?"

"… Matt Donovan." I said the first name that came to mind.

"Oh is that so? Well I'll you just signed his death sentence. It's on your head, and we wouldn't want that beautiful head of yours, corrupted with bad thoughts now would we?" He said, looking me straight in the eyes.

"Fine, I admit I belong to you." I hung my head with shame as I swallowed my pride, "But that means you belong to me, so it's a win, win situation."
"Good to admit that, and yes, getting me is a wonderful prize." He smirked before letting me go, turning his back to me heading for the door. "I'd come along my dear wouldn't want you to be late to your first council meeting."

I laughed and followed him out the door, and to his car. Sliding into the passenger seat.

We drove to the Lockwood manor again, listening to the radio, well more like fighting over the radio, but I ended up giving in to listening to his stupid 50's music. Once there he opened the door for me.

"Damon Salvatore, a gentleman? Who knew?" I joked as he shook his head taking my arm and leading me up the stairs and into the house.

Err….. I don't know bout this chapter… Was it okay? Did it suit yall's 'Ti Amo' needs? Ha- Ha! Well I had to re-write this chapter, and im sorry it took so long. I've been really busy. This chap wouldn't even be up if I had a ride to my party… Its Friday, and its NEW YEARS! New year's guys, the day of the year I like to party the most on! And I'm stuck at home….. What the hell….

~Bree3