-Alex, I've got you some tights and one of my tops...

-It is OK, Elena. Really I am glad to have friends like you. – Alexandra smiled genially to her friend.

-Alex about tonight...

-I don't want to talk about it.

-OK, but tell me how long is this going on?

-A while...

-I won't get any information from you, right?

-No. It's good that you know me that well.

-Yeah, about that, you are not the only one that I know well.

-What are you implying on, Elena?

-I know Damon and I don't want to see you hurt.

-He won't hurt me, Elena. Look I am really tired I couldn't get enough sleep.

-OK, I will leave you. Night, Alex.

-Good night, Elena.

Alexandra was finally alone. She looked around. The room was nice. It wasn't as big as Damon's but it still was big. There were some painting on the wall and the walls were in plain colours. She put on the tights and the top that Elena had given her. Alexandra knew that she looked ridiculous, but she was taller than her friend. People always had said that she would be a perfect model. She felt really tired and her wrist was hurting more. She forgot to ask for painkillers, but the pain was bearable. The bed was large and comfortable but Damon's bed was way more comfortable. It hasn't been 24 hours and she was already thinking about the guy. She chuckled, because she knew that this year would be one of the most remarkable years. But then it hit her. She didn't have a year, she had a month and she had to think of a way to stay alive. She wanted to, but she was tired from the fight. Alexandra wanted to rest. She dozed off pretty fast.

Damon walked from the bathroom and he made a grimace. The scent of her blood was there. He left the windows open, he threw away the sheets, but the scent was still there. God, it was driving him crazy. He decided to check Alexandra. Damon walked into the room quietly. He walked towards the bed and he saw the most beautiful view. Alexandra looked so peaceful in her sleep. She looked almost as an angel. He touched gentle her chick.

"I will save you, Alexandra. You have my word." Damon left her room, he decided not to go to his room. He needed a drink. All night he was thinking about the blonde girl upstairs, Elena didn't have place in his thoughts. This night was all about Alexandra.

Alexandra woke up not knowing where she was. She looked around and then she recollected all her memories of last night. The story, that Damon told the others, she remembered herself bleeding, the questions that Elena asked her, her encounter with Damon. She got up fast and almost ran to the bathroom. In five minutes she was heading to Damon's room. She hesitated to open the door, but after ten seconds she entered the room. And no one was in it. Alexandra checked the bathroom, which was also empty. The girl stormed out of the room. She ran to the library, where she found Damon sleeping on the couch. Alexandra looked at him, she couldn't deny that he was handsome and charming. He looked peaceful and she almost back up, but she needed answers and she was impatient. She started to shake him.

"Wake up, wake up now!"

Damon opened his eyes and saw green one looking straight to him. He knew perfectly to whom belonged they.

"Finally!" the girl said through her teeth.

"Good morning to you, Alexandra...Did you sleep well last night? Was the room comfortable enough?"

"Stop with the courtesy, Damon. I need answers."

"I got that. I am in your services, princess."

"You are a vampire" it sounded more like statement.

"Yes, I am a hungry one. You can help that vein of yours in very appealing." Alexandra touched her neck, without even knowing it. It was an instinct, older than the civilization, making her do it.

"Relax, just kidding. I am feeding from blood banks, while Saint Stefan prefers bunnies and the neighbors' puppies."

"What?"

"You are blonde, but not Caroline blonde, right. He is feeding on animals." He smirked to her." So, you wanted to ask me something, I am listening."

"Well, when you decided to save me, did you know that I am going to die?"

"Yes."

"And you still did it."

"Yes, but Sheila said that there was a way to save you."

"So, what is it?"

"I don't know."

"What?"

"You heard me I don't know, she knew a way, but..."

"She is dead."

"You have to speak with your friend Bonnie, she might help you." Damon headed to the basement.

"Where are you going?"

"To feed."

"But I haven't finished..." Before Alexandra could finish her sentence, Alexandra was pushed against the wall by Damon.

"Listen to me princess, you can rule whoever you want or whatever you want. I am not one of your puppies. You asked me a question and I answered it. Now I am thirsty, so if you aren't going to share your blood with me, then back of." Alexandra looked straight in those magnificent blue eyes.

"Then bite me Damon. Bite me!"

"Don't start to play that game with me, princess."

"We've already started it. Damon bite, you don't have anything to lose." She was testing him. Alexandra pushed him so far that no woman had before. She was gambling with more than a clothes and little kisses. Now she was gambling with lives, because she didn't have anything to lose. Damon was pushed so far, he wanted her blood, he wanted her. Alexandra got hold of him. Damn he wasn't a saint, but the girl in his hands was no a saint either. He looked at her. Damon kissed her neck gently and then his fangs got bigger. He bit her. Her blood tasted better than he imagined, it was better than a good whiskey. She moaned quietly, she was more than willing to share. She wanted him to drain her out right away. Damon got angry.

"Your plan is not going to work! If you want somebody to kill you find somebody else. Because I am not going to kill you, Alexandra! I am not killing you!"

With that he vanished, leaving her alone and bleeding.