To be with you Forever- Damon Salvatore/OC

Chapter 10- We have to sort this.

Summary: I knew he was going to kill me, This was Damon Salvatore, this could never end well and yet I couldn't stay away, the truth is, I didn't want to. Damon/OC

I'm so sorry for the mix up guys! I uploaded to new chapters that were from an original draft and to be quite honest sucked! So here's the real one!

To make up for it, Ive done this in Damon's P.O.V cause my lovely readers seemed to like that before when I did it =] Enjoy!

Like I said, I'm differing form the main plot, soooooooooo I'm not going to have all the stuff with Matt's mum, cause she's lame!

Damon's P.O.V

I sat in the comfortable chair near the fire nonchalantly, glass of scotch in hand, watching with a slight smirk as Stefan paced the room in front of me. Though I looked relaxed, I was anything but, Pearl and Anna's visit had, unnerved me and not to mention my eyes still hurt like hell, stupid bitch! Even I hadn't expected her to be that strong, but as she'd said, she had a couple hundred years on me, I was a child to her.

I pinched the bridge of my nose between my thumb and forefinger and frowned as Stefan said, "Run it by me again, what exactly did she say?"

"Baby brother, I have told you three times now, I'm not going to say it again."

"Damon."

"Stefan." I heard his give an exasperated sigh and rolled my eyes. "Brother, the bitch messed up my eyes, I have a headache and I do not have the patience to tell you again."

"I was sure Anna and Pearl had left! They left, you said so yourself. I cant believe Bonnie and her grandma didn't close the seal properly." he mumbled to himself/

"Hmmm, bad times huh brother, they should have just left us in there for all eternity right?" I asked.

He favoured my question for one of his own, "They want to take back Mystic Falls?"

"I've told you this already."

"And they want your help?" Stefan asked, still pacing, his constant movement was making my eyes ache so I closed them and sighed again, a little more dramatically than was probably needed.

"Yes"

"And you said no?"

"Well, I seriously thought about it, you know, about the same time she pushed my eyes back into their sockets?"

"Damon."

"Of course I said no Stefan, I got over the whole 1800s spectacle a long time ago, I'm not one to… hold grudges."

"That's funny" Stefan mumbled, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Now, now brother, sarcasm doesn't become you."

"This is serious Damon, you know Pearl, she doesn't stop until she gets what she wants" Stefan exclaimed, "What about Mystic Falls? And the people in it?"

"To be honest with you," I stated "I couldn't care less."

"What about Elena?"

"Last time I checked, she was your burden, not mine." I replied, with a small wink that I sent his way.

"Damon."

"Really brother, I do know my name, I've not forgotten, though you keep saying it as if I have."

"Damon, I.."

"Uh, there you go again."

"If we let her do this, if they all get out of that tomb, not only will they all be extremely hungry, they'll be pissed too, out for revenge, just like Pearl. It'll be just a few days until everyone is dead. We don't have enough vervaine for everyone." My brother stormed, panic evident in his face, eyes wide. I rolled my eyes, gave a long suffering sigh and said, "Give the vervaine to Elena and the others you think are important and let the others save themselves."

"Are you really that heartless?" He raged.

"Yes. But you knew that already."

"What about Kaye?"

I narrowed my eyes, "Who?"

"Dam-"

"Stefan! Really! I know my name! Kaye was a couple of meals, I haven't seen her for weeks and I don't particularly want to, so, if you feel the need the give her vervaine then do so. As I said before, I couldn't care less." I downed my scotch, and refilled it generously, blinking my eyes against the small amount of light that came from the lamp next to the bottle. Stefan had no idea what he was saying, as if mentioning that girl would hurt my resolve in any way. No matter how good she tasted, no matter how cute she had looked when the blood had rushed to her cheeks when I'd mentioned her see through shirt. He really was stupid if he thought a mention of her would change anything.

"Really?"

"Really."

"So you watch her through her window, why exactly?" He asked. My hand, holding the scotch paused mid way on its path to my mouth, I stiffened, put the glass to my mouth and drank slowly, when I'd finished, I poured another and answered, "Maybe I'm hungry again."

I felt the breeze made by his movement, before I felt the blow, my body sailing through the air, towards the left. I groaned as my back slammed into the bookcase, hundreds of paper backs and hard backs, volumes from all the years landing like an avalanche on my back.

"Ouch. You can be violent cant you little brother." I rolled my neck from one side to the other as I stood, "Now, you cant tell me that you actually had a reason for doing that"

"I told you to leave Elena's friends alone."

"So is this the part where you kill me?" I asked.

"Do you want it to be?"

"Stefan, I've told you before, it's not even fun anymore." I smoothed my shirt down and reached for my leather jacket, pulling it on I gestured to the mess on the floor, "I'm not cleaning that up."

As I stalked from the room, towards the boarding houses front door Stefan called after me, "Damon! We still need to sort this out! Pearl will do all it take to get you to help her with this, she'll go after everybody important to you until you help her."

"There is no one important to me Stefan." I replied, knowing that it would cut him, no matter how much I irked him, his overstuffed heart still meant that he had to care about me in some way, we were brothers after all.

"What about the people important to me huh? We need to sort this Damon!"

"Sort it yourself brother." I stated before closing the door behind me, and heading towards the one place Stefan had asked me not to go. Kaye's.

Kaye's P.O.V

"Dad, really, I'm okay."

"You're sure?" he asked, standing in the doorway, jacket pulled tight over his shoulders, hair combed to perfection.

"Yes."

"No parties."

"Right dad."

"No boys."

"Yes dad."

"I'll see you later honey, I don't know what time Ill be in."

"Okay dad, have fun on your date."

"It's not a date."

"Mhmmm"

"It's just a drink"

I grinned, "Bye dad." and closed the door on him, I was happy he was getting out of the house. He'd come home yesterday, gushing about this woman he had literally run into in town and how they were meeting for drinks tonight. I hoped it would go well, since mum he hadn't had much fun in his life, and God knows he deserved it.

I flopped down onto the sofa and began to flick through the television.

"Crap. Crap. Crap. Why is there nothing on the television?"

I was pulled from my browsing by two loud raps on the door. I frowned, I hadn't invited anybody over tonight, maybe Elena or Bonnie had decided to pay me a visit, but then again that was pout of the question because they didn't know where I lived, none of my new friends had been here for that matter.

"I'm coming!" I called, stumbling over my own shoes that I had left in the hall and pulling the door open, what was he doing here? I shivered under his stare, the smirk on his face as alluring and infuriating as it had been before.

"Damon."

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