Giving Us A Try
Chapter 7
I do not own TVD or Damon Salvatore or Ian Somerhalder...if I did I wouldn't be writing fan fictions...
"Black. Black. Black. Blue, but I wore it too many times." Damon mumbled as he walked through his closet trying to find the perfect outfit for the Mikaelson ball. Damon pouted, putting his hands on his hips. Damon knew this event was going to be quite interesting. With the new hunters in town who were also invited to the ball, and Klaus, and Elijah.
Damon rubbed his face with his hands in frustration. The past couple of days had been anything but relaxing. He hated feeling this way, emotions were never his thing. Damon exited the closet and bounced down on his bed as he thought about the past couple of days. Klaus had kissed him, Klaus had made him feel passion, Klaus made him feel safe…well, that was until he bit him. Damon rolled his eyes.
Then Elijah had to play the hero. Damon put all his trust in Elijah. In that moment, as he felt the poison travel through his body, he had trusted the protection of Elijah, he didn't ask any questions. Elijah had one thing no one ever has for Damon, respect. Damon could see it in his eyes. The warm brown orbs held admiration for him. It made him feel…it made him feel loved, like not everyone wanted him dead. Damon groaned and covered his head with a pillow.
"When did I turn into Elena!" He growled and threw the pillow toward the wall in front of him.
"Could you try not to destroy my imported pillows when you are in the middle of a grieving session." Damon was greeted by Stefan's amused voice. Damon rolled his eyes. "First of all, they are my pillows, because I paid for them. And second, GO AWAY!" Damon yelled.
Stefan chuckled, amused. "Well, I just wanted to say, there is a letter for you, and a box. Someone left it at the door." Stefan left them near his bed. "Maybe you have a secret admirer." Stefan wiggled his eyes, trying to be funny.
Damon scowled. "You're not funny."
Stefan just chuckled and turned away, leaving the room. Damon sighed and furrowed his eyebrows. He slowly reached for the cardboard box and the letter in front of him. Damon opened the letter and read the beautifully written cursive.
To: Damon
From: Klaus
To say that Damon was surprised was an understatement. Damon traced the writing with his fingers softly.
"What the hell." Damon mumbled as he looked at the letter.
Dear Damon,
Letters are not something I am used to writing. There are not many who have driven me to writing. I just thought that this would be a better way to communicate considering the recent events that had taken place between us. I do not know what came upon me. The anger that took over me when I heard about my brother was controlling me. I apologize for all that my actions have caused you. I hope we can give this another chance. I do not know how I will make it up to you, or if I ever can. As a peace offering though, I have left you a little gift. I hope you like it, and I cannot wait to see you wearing it in the ball tonight.
Klaus
Damon frowned as he folded the letter.
He was frowning because he couldn't believe this stupid gesture from Klaus making him feel all giddy. He felt like his stomach was on fire. He rubbed his hand on his stomach and growled. There was no way Klaus was going to make him feel this way, and there was no way he was going to wear whatever it is that Klaus wants him to wear. Damon sighed as his curiosity rose. He glanced at the box longingly, before racing to the closet.
Damon tapped his foot as he looked around once again but the box that Klaus had delivered kept catching his eye. Damon sighed before running to the box and opening it. He threw the cover of the box away and dug in anxiously, pulling out a beautiful grey suit. Damon's eyes widened as he looked at the clothes in front of him. Damon sighed as he put the clothes next to him and stared at the wall in front of him. What the hell was going on.
The tension in the room was thick. Klaus watched as Veronica looked through Damon's pictures. He could feel the judgmental stare of Stefan and Alaric.
"So what happened next?" Stefan asked in a frustrated tone.
"When is this spell going to start?" Klaus asked avoiding Stefan. Veronica looked at her watch and put the photos down. "Right about now." Veronica mumbled as she walked towards the table with the bowl of blood. She looked at the bowl before closing her eyes.
Klaus, Stefan, and Alaric watched as she chanted the spell. Klaus watched the bowl and watched as the blood moved around. Veronica opened her eyes and poured the blood from the bowl onto the table. Veronica shut her eyes once again and chanted the spell. Klaus watched the blood separate in three different puddles and then being pulled together in straight lines, connecting from one end and turning inwards in some sort of star shape. Veronica opened her eyes, looking very tired. Klaus narrowed his eyes.
"Don't give up on me now witch." Klaus growled.
Veronica glared at him before staring at the star formed on the table. Veronica took out a circular gadget and placed it on the table. She mumbled the spell and the gadget opened up, the blood made its way to the gadget and the gadget opened and the soon the blood disappeared. Veronica didn't open her eyed, she kept chanting and Klaus stared at the scene in front of him, trying to disguise his panic. Veronica finally opened her eyes.
"It's done. Bonnie will be able to feel it, she will feel a push. All she has to do is pull and the spell will be completed."
"What if she doesn't feel it?" Klaus growled.
"She will." Veronica stated confidently.
"She is a Bennett after all."
1994- The other side
Bonnie sat outside as Damon drank from his bottle of bourbon. He stared at Bonnie intensely as he took another gulp of bourbon. The bitter taste of bourbon burned his through and Damon let out a sigh of pleasure. Damon licked his lips and squatted down looking towards the ascendant near Bonnie. He parted his lips and cleared his throat and smiled when Bonnie looked at him.
"So, what's going on Bon Bon?" Damon asked sweetly.
"The spell is complex. I don't know how long it will take me." Bonnie sighed.
"So, I went to the boarding house, and none of you were there." Kai's voice boomed through the quite woods.
Damon whirled around, eyes wide, jaw slack. Kai chuckled. "I know you guys don't know me well, but there is something you should know about me." Kai came forward and snatched the grimoire away from Bonnie.
"I always win." He whispered in her ear before grinning. "Let's do the damn spell and get out of here shall we?" Kai said and threw the grimoire on the ground. Damon looked at Bonnie with sympathy. Bonnie gasped and held her stomach. Damon and Kai both looked at her, all of the sudden alert. Damon sped to her and held her tightly.
"Bonnie what's wrong?" Damon rushed.
"Damon…I feel something." Bonnie whispered in shock. Damon looked at her, confusion written on his face. "I feel a push. Someone is helping us." Bonnie whispered quietly so Kai wouldn't here.
"Klaus…It has to be." Damon whispered.
"Damon I can do this. Hold my hand. We have to do this now!" Bonnie whispered urgently.
Damon nodded and held onto Bonnie's hand tightly. He smiled at Kai and chuckled. "Good bye." He whispered and Kai's eyes widened in shock.
Kai took a step forward, but before he could do anything, Bonnie and Damon were gone.
Klaus drank his bourbon as the guests crowded in his mansion. He looked around, a fake smiled plastered on his face. He took a sip of his bourbon as he looked around the room. Stefan and Elena were already here. Klaus was beginning to think that Damon isn't going to come. The only reason he actually was in this party was because he thought he would get to see Damon. Klaus grumbled and turned around but a familiar scent hit him before he could leave. Klaus froze, slowly turning around to see Damon walk through the doors of his mansion. He smiled softly, eyes slightly wide as he took in how beautiful Damon looked in the clothes he had sent him.
Damon looked towards him, obviously noticing Klaus staring at him and their eyes locked for a minute. Damon broke the contact and walked towards his brother. Klaus chuckled softly. This party just became so much better.
Klaus slowly walked towards Damon when he saw Stefan leave and leaned towards the wall Damon was standing by. Damon looked at him before looking ahead at the guests. Klaus sighed.
"I see you liked your present." Klaus started.
Damon looked at him and put his hands on his hips, a gesture, Klaus had learned, meant Damon is mad and some sassiness was going to be available in this conversation.
"I only wore it because I had no other clothes to wear." Damon replied.
"Oh, I highly doubt that." Klaus replied with a chuckle.
"Just because I wore this stupid suit does not mean you are forgiven." Damon whispered as loudly as he could.
Klaus nodded. "I understand. I am not going to ask for your forgiveness. Forgiveness and trust need to be earned. I am not in any position to even ask for it." Klaus replied.
Damon stared at him, a small smile making its way on his face. "Thank you Klaus." Damon replied, shocking Klaus. Klaus turned around, without a word, a smile on his face, one identical to Damon's. Klaus had no idea what he was doing. Putting his emotions out in the line, letting Damon in, this wasn't a good idea. Klaus shook his head. At this point, he didn't care. If Klaus had to say sorry a thousand times or spend an eternity waiting, if this is what it felt like to care for someone, if this is what it takes to be with Damon, it didn't feel that bad.
In fact, it felt great.
so, I am sorry this took so long, this chapter is short and a little boring, but next chapter is going to be way better and longer. Bonnie and Damon are finally going back and Damon and Klaus will finally reunite. I want to thank you all for the reviews and I had a very important question, which story from all my stories will you guys like to read and finish first. I really want to know so I can focus more on that one story and finish it. I love you guys! You are all awesome. Thank you for all the love. You. Rock.