Chapter Nine – Saving Salvatore
I pulled into their driveway, and got out of the car quickly. The sky outside was still a bit dark, and the lights were on inside...i hoped that meant that Stefan was awake.
After about 5 minutes of waiting, I opened the door – which was unlocked, apparently – and I stepped in. I looked around frantically for Damon, but he was no where to be found.
Then I heard a groan of pain.
I quickly followed it, downstairs into the basement. I saw a metal door with a small window in it to look out of , and bars on it.
I gasped, and ran to that door. I looked in, and there was Damon, laying on the ground in pain. He kept moaning in pain. Oh my god, I wanted so bad to just rip the door off it's hinges and go in there, but I couldn't.
"Damon?"
He looked up at me, and had a glint of hope in his eyes.
"What did he do to you!" I said angrily.
"V-vervaine..." he replied with a hoarse voice. "He..spiked my drink and th-threw me in here."
Why would Stefan do something THAT horrible to him? That doesn't seem like Stefan.
I looked confused at him. "Where's Stefan?"
"He went out to feed on some squirrels." He whispered.
"How can I get you OUT of here?"
"There's a lock...on the door...just-.."
I quickly looked down at the door, and saw there was a lock. There was no key needed for it.
I quickly undid it, and opened the door. I ran to him on the ground, and held his body close to mine.
Then I realized...
My conscience was right all along. I liked Damon.
And I would have given anything for him to like me back.
He placed his arm around me, and pulled me closer.
I stood up, helping him up, and once we got outside of the cell, I hugged him tightly. I buried my face into his chest and he held me tight, as if he let go the world would end.
I liked this...this feeling of intimacy.
Then, we heard the stairs creak...and the other Salvatore came down the stairs, looking at us with an astonished look.
"W-...what's going on?" he asked.
"Damon's not going to hurt me." I whispered, and held on to him closer.
I let go, and hugged Stefan too. "And you were just trying to protect me. Thank you." I added.
I kissed him on the cheek, and then I looked at Damon. He seemed a little angry.
"Damon didn't hurt me last night in my dream...he was actually being really nice to me. Then I got worried when he disappeared, and I came here. I'm so sorry if im imposing on you for being here this early -"
"No, it's fine. If it were anyone else we would be pissed." Damon joked.
"Do you want me to stay? Or..."
"You can if you want." Stefan said, looking at me.
I thought if I had anything to do today...wait, Bonnie slept over. Crap. I needed to get there before she wakes up and realizes im gone. "Actually, I can't stay. Bonnie would flip a cow if I did...she slept over last night."
"Oh. Come back later." Stefan smiled.
"Please." Damon added, almost a whisper.
I looked at the floor and smiled. I remembered that dream from last night...I seriously needed to talk to both of them, alone.
"I'll be back later. I need to talk to both of you, anyway."
I said my goodbyes, and walked out the door to leave. I opened my car door when somebody spun me around and smashed their lips onto mine. There's only ONE person that kisses like that. Damon Salvatore, you drive me crazy.
He pulled away, and looked in my eyes. "Thank you." he whispered.
I nodded. "Anything for you."
"Be careful, okay?" he said quietly, pushing hair out of my face.
I nodded. Why was he saying this? Was there something dangerous I should be afraid of?
I turned away from him and got in my car. I pulled out, and drove off.
|Third Person POV|
Damon watched her drive away, and couldn't get the thought out of his head...that she must have saved him for SOME reason. Maybe it was her dream last night, or maybe it was because she feels bad for him...but whatever it was, Damon hoped it was because she felt the same way about him that he does for her.
He walked back into the house, and after he closed the door, he kept his hand on the handle. As if he opened the door, he could go run out and just BE with her. But he knew that couldn't happen.
"You proud of yourself?" Stefan said, standing in the living room, looking at Damon with a glare. He thought, that Damon made her dream something about them being in love, to make him look like the bad guy. He didn't know however, that was not the case.
Damon made her dream it for some other reason...a reason unknown, or both of the brothers, anyway.
Damon turned around to face his brother. "Very." He knew something about Stefan that no one else did, not even Stefan himself...he liked Amber. No doubt about it, both of the Salvatore brothers had a thing for her. Stefan hadn't realized it yet, but Damon knew it for a fact, that he wanted to be with Amber.
"So, what was your tactic this time?" Stefan said, stepping closer to his brother. "A romantic kiss? Saving her from 'the big bad Stefan'? Enlighten me."
"Actually, we were just talking about Katharine. And our little conversation after they left." Damon returned icily. He didn't like it when Stefan made him look like the bad guy all the time.
"Hmm. Interesting."
Damon sighed. "I didn't do what you think I did...I don't even know why I didn't go through with it. Can we please just leave it at that?" he said in frustration.
Stefan stared at Damon in thought. Then he realized...he knew exactly why Damon didn't.
"You like her." He thought out loud, "So this is really happening again? Are we really fighting over the same girl again?"
Damon looked at Stefan with a smirk. "I knew it. You like her too. But at least im doing something about it...not just waiting around for 'Bad ol' Damon' to do something wrong. Well guess what. Stefan? That's where you're wrong. I'm not going to mess this up."
Stefan snorted in response. "I won't go down without a fight."
Damon smirked. "Game on, brother."
|Amber's POV|
I got home, and ran into my bedroom. Bonnie was sitting up, looking at my window. But she still looked tired..Im guessing she just woke up. She looked at me in confusion.
"Where ya been?"
I smiled. "Taking care of business with the Salvatores. And boy, I've got a lot to tell you."
We went downstairs and ate breakfast. I told her everything that happened last night, and this morning.
"I think I like Damon." I smiled.
She dropped her fork on her plate and looked at me with horror.
"What?" I asked.
"He's dangerous, Amber."
I furrowed my brows. "What do you mean?"
"You know Matt Donovan? The football player that's Elena's ex?"
I nodded in confusion. What did he have to do with Damon? I've talked to Matt a couple times, but that's all. Nothing like best friends or anything.
"Damon killed his sister."
Now I was the one who dropped my fork.
"No way."
She nodded. "He's dangerous Amber. Just be careful."
I looked down at my plate. Damon, a killer? There's no possible way. He's too sweet...and nice...HE'S the one that told me to be careful! Why should I be careful around him, when he cares for me?
Or what if it's just an act. What if he did the same, with Vicki Donovan. Invading her dreams and such...oh my god. No. Just no. I was talking to them later for SURE now.
Then, something popped up in my mind. "What's up with Elena? She okay?" I asked.
Bonnie nodded. "Doing better."
"Why was she crying that day?"
Bonnie looked at me and sighed. "Don't tell her I told you this, but she said it was because Stefan didn't like her anymore."
I looked at her confused. "Why not?"
She shrugged. "Elena said that he told her that she wasn't very nice to him, and that she was too expecting of him."
Elena too expecting? What? She seemed cool and collected...not a crazy psycho girlfriend that wants everything from her boyfriend. I guess she wasn't into the whole vampire thing.
We both walked upstairs, and Bonnie brushed out her hair. She was about to leave.
We said our goodbyes, and she left. My phone rang, and the caller ID said, 'Stefan'
"Hey Stefan." I smiled.
"Wrong brother."
"Why are you using Stefan's phone then, Damon?"
"Because Stefan just broke mine into a million pieces."
I laughed. "You act like it's normal."
"It is for us."
I sighed. "So why did you call?"
"To talk about last night..."
I smiled, remembering everything. "Actually, I was just coming over to talk to you about that."
"See you in a bit, then?"
I said yes, and we both said goodbye. I got in the car, and left for their house again.
