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Chapter 10
November 18th, 2009
Evie grumbled and pulled a notebook from her locker, almost smacking Bonnie in the face.
"Sorry." She muttered and her best friend frowned.
"What's wrong with you?"
"My dad showed up last night. Now he wants to be all "involved in my life"." She mocked angrily. "He's making me go to this stupid career night." She slammed her locker door closed and turned to face Elena and Bonnie. "I mean, he leaves twice and then shows back up like nothing happened."
Bonnie sighed. "Maybe he really wants to connect with you, Evie."
"I've tried that, it won't last. It never does. One day he's all ready for what's going on in my life and the next he's flying out the door again."
Elena smiled in sympathy. "I'm sorry."
Evelyn shrugged. "It happens. So, what's new?"
"I was just asking Bonnie how she's doing with all the vampire stuff."
"Oh, yeah." The blonde turned to her best friend. "So...how are you?"
"I'm freaked out." She said honestly. "Damon attacked me. I could be dead right now."
Evie decided not to comment on that.
"But I'm also grateful." Bonnie continued. "To Stefan. He saved my life." She turned to Elena. "Have you seen him?"
"Not since he told me he was leaving. For all I know he's already gone."
Evie tilted her head. "Surely he'd say goodbye first."
"No." Elena shook her head. "He thinks he's protecting me. Clean break and all that."
"So what are you going to do?" Bonnie asked her.
"What am I supposed to do? I already begged him not to go. If I ask again, I'm being selfish." She sighed and they started down the hallway. "It is what it is."
"Well, maybe it's for the best."
"What?" Elena frowned. "why?"
"I mean what kind of future could you have had with him, even if he stayed?"
Evie shrugged. "As long as she loves him...It shouldn't matter. They'd work it out some way."
A large sign that read: "Th Promise of Our Future" Fluttered down in front of them from where it had gotten loose from the people that were hanging across the hallway.
Both Elena and Bonnie turned to the blonde. "Did you just..." Elena began.
"Err, no. Wasn't me."
Bonnie said it wasn't her either and Elena stomped off, hating that she couldn't be with Stefan.
Damon found Evie sitting in the library's cushioned chair, mouthing words to a song from her iPod while she wrote something on her notebook.
He sat in the chair across from her and tapped her foot with his. She looked up, surprised to see him.
"Why aren't you at school, young lady?" He asked in authoritative voice and she snorted, shutting the notepad and tucking it away.
She looked up at him again, taking the earbuds from her ears.
"I thought you left."
He shrugged nonchalantly. "Decided to stick around for the moment."
"Why?" She narrowed her eyes at him and he smirked.
"Need a favor."
Groaning, she slid down in the seat like a pouty five-year-old and pulled her beanie down, so she couldn't see his face. "Go away."
"Ah, c'mon." He smirked and took her iPod off her thigh before it fell into the floor. "Help a guy out."
Evie glared at him underneath the black hat, watching him thumb through her iPod. "Why should I? You'd probably just lie about it or attempt to murder my best friend."
"Okay, I deserved that." He rolled his eyes. "Not that last part, but understandable."
Huffing, she sat back up and fixed her beanie. "What do you want?"
Damon smirked and held out the watch.
"What do you want me to do with that old thing?" She asked, wrinkling her nose.
"Locate something for me." He said simply and she blinked.
"Huh?"
Rolling his eyes, he explained about the watch and its ability to find a vampire.
"See." He placed it in the palm of her hand. "I interfere with the signal." The hands were going crazy on the watch. "It'll find me rather than someone else. I need you to locate said vampire for me."
Evie frowned. "Why am I looking for a vampire? Is Stefan missing?"
He scoffed. "Oh, look yet another member of my brother's fan club."
"He's not a psycho."
"That you know of." He retorted knowingly. "So you in?"
"What vampire?"
He shrugged. "Dunno. But apparently he's sloppy."
Evie frowned. "Fine." She agreed reluctantly. "Now give me my iPod."
After an hour or so she found where the watch was pointing. An old warehouse that was a little too near the school for Evie's liking.
"Found it." She said into her phone.
"Good. Be right there."
In seconds he was at her side and she didn't jump that time. She was starting to get used to his sudden appearances.
"So...he/she is in there?" She nodded at the building.
"Yep." He took the watch back from her. "You can go now."
"Um, how about no?"
Damon turned back to face her. "You've been a great big help." He said mockingly sweet. "Now run along home."
Evie scowled. "Well, I found him. I should get to go too."
"No." He retorted. "Stay here."
"That's bullshit. You wouldn't have found it if it wasn't for me."
"You are not coming in." He said firmly.
"Am too."
She glared at him stubbornly and he rolled his eyes.
"Fine, but you stay quiet and out of the way."
"Yes, Mr. Salvatore." She mocked and he snorted.
"Sassy pants."
Damon broke the lock on the warehouse door and silently pushed it open, leading them inside. Evie stepped ahead of him as he shut the door behind them. He grabbed her arm before she could go any further and she glared at him, pushing him off and mouthing angrily:
"Get off me!"
"You stay behind me." He mouthed back and she rolled her eyes.
He pushed past her, walking further into the warehouse. Looking one way then the other before turning to say something to her.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Evie stifled a yelp as Logan Fell stepped out of the dark, shooting Damon in the chest twice and then once more in the kneecap, making him cry out and fall to the floor. She pressed against a large wooden crate not moving or making a sound.
"I have a ton of these wooden bullets. So nothing funky." He smirked down at Damon, before lifting his head. "You can come out now, Evelyn. I know you're there."
Warily, she slid out into the light, glaring at Logan.
"There you are."
She glanced at Damon, but he shook his head at her, warning her not to show him her powers.
"You don't want to do this, trust me." The raven-haired vampire retorted at Logan.
The former news reporter shot him again for his comment and Damon swore.
"That's what you get." Logan smirked.
"For what?" Evie snapped and moved towards Damon when he shooed her over to him, with the gun. "What is wrong with you?"
"What's wrong with me?" He repeated. "He made me like this." He nodded at the groaning Damon.
"I killed you. I didn't turn you."
"See, I know what you and your brother are." Logan squatted next to them. "I've been watching the two of you. I knew you'd show up here. And I'm glad you did, because I have some questions."
"Me first." Damon stated, pulling the bullets out of his body. "Who turned you?"
"How should I know? Last thing I remember is I'm about to stake your brother and then you grabbed me. That's it."
Evie frowned.
"Until I wake up in the ground," Logan emphasized. "Behind a used-car dealership on Highway 4. Somebody buried me."
"It happens." Damon grunted. Evie pressed her hand to his thigh, trying to heal him without Logan seeing. Damon covered her hand with his own, to keep the glow from showing. Evie ignored the hand covering hers.
"You bit me. It had to be you."
Thigh healed, Evie moved her hand underneath his jacket and pressed against his side. To Logan, it looked like she was clinging to him because Damon kept his hands on her, ready to move her if need be.
"You have to have vampire blood in your system when you die." The older vampire told him, hands on Evie's hips. She had her back to Logan, keeping an eye on Damon's expression. He'd let her know if she needed to throw Logan across the room. "I didn't do that. Some other vampire found you. Gave you their blood." He looked at Evie when she frowned, but he shook his head. He hadn't known about other vampires being around.
"Who?"
"That's what I want to know." He pretended to still be hurt, leaning against Evie and she wanted to shove him off into the floor.
"Dude, it's not like there was a welcome wagon waiting with a bundt cake and a handbook. It's been a learn as you go process."
"And apparently, you've learned nothing." Evie rolled her eyes. Damon pinched her on the thigh in warning and she glared at him.
"It's not easy." Logan whined. "You know, one minute, I'm a small town on-the-rise news guy, and next thing I know I can't get into my house because my foot won't go through the door."
"You have to be invited in."
"I know. I live alone."
"That sucks." Evie said and Damon rolled his eyes.
"So, now I'm at the Ramada, watching pay-per-view all day and eating everything in sight, including the housekeeping." His eyes were wild and crazy. Hyped up on newfound energy. Evie turned to Damon, but he knew what she wanted and shook his head. Not yet.
"It could be worse."
"All I can think about is blood and killing people. I can't stop killing people. I keep killing and I like it."
Evie snorted. "Beginnings of a psycho." Damon looped his fingers though one of the belt loops on the back of her skinny jeans and tugged her backward away from Logan, although the newbie vampire didn't look as if he cared what she said.
"I'm conflicted." He continued as if uninterrupted.
"Welcome to the club." Damon retorted before frowning. "Wait a minute, cops only found one body."
"I left one." Logan rolled his eyes. "I was tired. But I've been hiding the rest of the bodies." He thumbed over his shoulder. "They're right back there."
Evie grimaced at the pile of bodies they hadn't seen beforehand. Luckily there was no strong smell yet. "You've got to be joking."
"They just keep piling up."
Evie and Damon exchanged looks of disbelief. This guy was an idiot.
"Why am I so overly emotional?" He whined. "All I can think about is my ex-girlfriend. I want to be with her and bite her and stuff."
"I'm Jenna would be so into it." Evie scowled.
"Well, you probably love her." Damon said and gave the girl next to him a stern look to behave. "Anything you felt before will be magnified now. You're going to have to learn to control that."
"What about walking in the sun? I'm a morning person. You can walk in the sun, which, by the way, is pretty cool. Council'd never suspect you. That's not in the journals." Logan's eyes landed on Evie. "Your dad has a few too, you know."
Damon watched the vampire's Adam's apple bobble while watching the blonde intently. He needed to distract him before he tried to take a bite out of Evie.
"The journals?"
"Yeah, the founding fathers, they passed down journals to their kids. Come on, man. You gotta tell me. How can you walk around in the sun?"
"Who turned you?" Damon asked instead.
"How do you walk in the sun?"
"Who turned you?"
"You know I've been really nice so far, but I will kill you." Logan stood up, gun pointed at them. "And I'll kill her too." He aimed at Evie.
"Then you'll never know." Damon taunted. He stood too, pulling Evie up and shoving her behind him. "You're not answering my question."
"You first."
"Seems were at a bit of an impasse, then doesn't it?"
"I have things to do, people to kill. Guess I'll be needing a little head start." At that, Logan shot Damon over and over again in the chest and when Evie turned around to face him, she lifted her hands and flung him across the warehouse where he smacked the far wall.
Injured as he may be, Damon managed to get up and grab Evie around the middle, zooming her out of the building.
He collapsed across the road from the warehouse and they both fell to the ground. Evie rolled him onto his back and started healing him.
"Be still." She told him firmly, when he wiggled in pain. He put his hand over hers again while she was healing him. Hiding the glow once more although there was no real need to. She didn't tell him to let go.
"Eves." He said and she looked at his face.
"What?"
"Don't talk back to the mad vampire." He said sternly. "If he had been any crazier, he might have attacked you."
She rolled her eyes. "Hey, he was getting on my nerves. He's so whiny."
Damon sat up when she had healed him. His face inches from hers but he wasn't looking at her. He was thinking hard. She scowled at the close proximity. "We got to figure out where he went." She pushed at him.
"Personal space, Salvatore. Jeez."
The vampire stood up and Evie made a face when he threw his shirt off. "What in the hell are you doing?"
"I can't walk around with a bloody shirt on." He retorted. He went to his car which was parked a few feet away, Evie following after him.
"You keep spare clothes in your car...why am I not surprised?"
Damon rolled his eyes and pulled a shirt out, shrugging it on and buttoning it up quickly.
Evie eyed the building behind her before looking at Damon again.
"Well, this has been fun, but I have to go. My dad's looking for me." She turned to leave, but he grabbed her arm, turning her back around. "Dude, stop grabbing me."
He ignore her. "Now he knows you're a witch. Be careful."
Evelyn scoffed. "I'm not scared of him, Damon."
He rolled his eyes. "Humor me. Don't provoke him if you see him. I mean it, Eves. The guy is unstable."
She made a face at him and he smirked, letting go of her. "Yeah, yeah. Now get off me."
"Hey, Dad." She greeted and he turned around, frowning.
"Where have you been? I've been calling you for hours."
"I was at the library. Lost track of time." She shrugged.
"The library closed an hour ago." Mike said sternly. "Where were you?"
"What does it matter? I'm here like you wanted." She snapped and he sighed.
"Let's not fight, okay?"
"Yeah, okay."
"I know I've been flighty. I don't mean to be."
"I know." She muttered and he put his arm around her shoulders, leading her through the crowd of kids and adults.
Evie frowned when she looked over her shoulder and saw Logan who was flirting with some teenage girls and then looked for Stefan. If Logan saw her, he'd know she was going to call Damon.
"So...Are you going to be a photographer still?"
"Uh, yeah." She said distractedly, craning her neck to find Stefan.
"Photography is great." He said and then frowned. "But wouldn't a more...productive career be better?"
She whipped her head around. "Like what?"
He shrugged. "A doctor? A lawyer? Something else?"
She frowned. "I like photography."
"I know that, but I'm concerned about your future, Evie."
"Mom did photography." She said quietly.
He looked away. "What about your guitar?"
"I love playing and singing, but I don't want to stop taking pictures either. I like taking photos more." She frowned. "Why can't you be supportive?"
"Because it's a hobby." He snapped. "Not a real job. You need a career."
Evelyn shook her head. "Just stop, dad."
"Evelyn Marie."
"No, you don't get to show up and start trying to be my dad. You left again."
She stalked down the hallway of the school, leaving him to falter behind her.
She felt bad for going off of him like that but at the same time, he had left her countless of times, she had pulled him out of bars night after night, and he never tried to get better. It was all fake promises and she was getting tired of defending him of having a hope that he'd change. And she was tired of all the secrets he had kept from her. and how he always avoided anything that had to do with her mother. Even her Gran kept things from her. She was old enough to know the truth.
Evie sighed and slowed her pace. She shouldn't be so angry at him, but he was acting ridiculous. Photography meant a lot to her and she felt a connection with the mother she had never known. Why couldn't he understand?
She turned back around, only to find Logan in front of her.
"Oh, great. It's you." She rolled her eyes.
"Hello, Evelyn." He smiled.
"I know what you are, little witch." Logan said and Evie jerked against his hold. He was leading her down a deserted school hallway. He smiled. "I know all about the powers and your secret healing of Damon."
"So?" Evelyn scowled and jerked out of his grip. "I could toss your ass out of here at any moment."
"You could, but then who will protect your dear dad?" He asked in her ear, stopping them from entering the main hall for the career stands.
"Don't you touch my dad." She growled. "I'll kick your stupid whiny ass."
Logan hauled her backward and shoved her against a wall harshly, holding her still. "I'd be really careful about who I threaten, Evelyn. I could expose you as easily as I could the Salvatore brothers. I know stuff about your dad that would make your little head spin." Evie turned away, glaring. "About your mother...and vampires."
She frowned. "What? What about my mom?"
"I'll let him tell you that, but I'm sure the truth will come out sooner or later."
She was still frowning when he patted her arm. "Now you go back and enjoy the career fair, but remember I'll be keeping an eye on you. If you even think about calling your boyfriend-"
"He's not my boyfriend! He's a psycho like you."
Logan rolled his eyes. "Well, he sure likes to stay in your room a lot." He smirked. "All night in fact."
Evelyn scowled, red in her cheeks. "Shut up. Just get out of here." She shoved him off with her powers before sprinting away from him. He didn't pursue her.
She bumped into Stefan who looked pissed off.
He saw her angry face and frowned.
"You okay?"
"Yeah." She nodded. "I'm guessing you saw Logan too?"
The vampire frowned. "Where'd he go? Did he hurt you?"
"Outside." She told him and shook her head. "He didn't hurt me. He knew I could and would toss him across the school if he did."
Stefan scowled. "He just threatened to expose me and Damon."
"Me too. He knows I'm a witch. That can't be good."
"I'm going to call, Damon. You stay here incase he slips back inside."
"Got it. He said he was watching me, but I doubt it. He's after that secret of the ring." She rolled her eyes and then smirked. "Kind of like a Sméagol sort of thing, yeah?"
He snorted. "Just don't engage him yet. Make sure he doesn't hurt Elena or Jenna."
"I will."
Stefan walked off hurriedly and she felt a rough hand on her, turning her around.
"Young lady, what was that?"
She sighed at her dad. "I'm sorry, dad. It's just...You leave all the time. And I never know if or when you're going to come back. And I hate that you ignore my questions about mom."
His face softened. "It was for your own good, Evelyn. All those times I left. He's got friends, but I've tracked them down. I have to leave again and go after them."
"But I can protect myself."
He shook his head. "You are my daughter and you shouldn't have too."
"I've been able to do magic for months. I can do it."
"No. I know I told you to practice and defend yourself, but I don't want you doing it anymore. There's no need."
"What about vampires? I can-"
"No, damn it." He snapped. "There's things you don't understand."
"Then tell me! Logan fell just informed me that he knows things about you and mom."
Mike blinked and then scowled. "He's a liar, always has been."
"But what did he mean?"
"Never you mind. Leave it be."
"But dad-"
"I said, leave it be." He snapped at her and she rolled her eyes.
"Fine keep your secrets. You're good at that." She turned around again. "I'm going home or for a drive or something. Family fun time is over." She started back out of the school. She'd check in on Stefan later to find out what was going on with Logan, but now she just wanted to get away from her father. He was following after her. At this point, she'd rather have another tangle with Logan the irritating vampire than face her dad.
"Evelyn, I'm tying to be patient with you but my patience is reaching its end."
She whirled around. "So is mine! I just want to be told the truth for once! Everyone around me has lied about one thing or another."
He sighed. "It's not that simple. You wouldn't understand."
"Sometimes, I don't get you, Dad. What do you want from me?"
Mike shook his head. "Don't you talk to me like that young lady." He snapped.
"You know what, Dad? Why don't you just disappear again?"
Evelyn left again, moving quickly through the crowd.
"Evelyn Marie!"
She wasn't sure why she was so irritated that he was dodging her questions. He did it all the time, it wasn't new. But somehow it irritated her more than usual.
She turned and ran from him, slamming past students and almost into Mr. Saltzman.
"Evelyn?" He took her shoulders and smiled. "What's the hurry?"
A flush went across her cheeks. "Oh, um. Hey, Mr. Saltzman."
"Who are you running from?"
"Life." She said sarcastically and he laughed. She felt giddy inside, bad feelings gone as he smiled at her. I am such a dork.
"You too?" He joked and then looked around. "Can't find a career?"
"Not a satisfactory one."
He grimaced. "Parents can be...overprotective. They only want what's best."
"I need to get home." She said and he frowned.
"Are you okay?"
"My dad and I got into it. My mom was into photography and..."
"He doesn't want the reminder." He sighed. "I get that. I feel the same about things my wife used to love."
"Had?" Evie repeated before frowning. "I'm sorry, Mr. Saltzman."
He smiled faintly. "Thanks, Evelyn." His eyes suddenly lit up and she glanced over her shoulder to see who had his attention. It was Jenna Sommers, Elena's aunt. "I'll talk to you later, okay? And don't worry about your dad he'll come around."
Evie got into her truck and sighed, putting her forehead on her steering wheel. Her phone buzzed in the seat next to her and she reached over. It was Damon.
Logan threatened you.
She rolled her eyes.
I'm fine. She typed out. He knew I could throw his ass. Stefan's such a tattletale
Where are you?
In my truck. Outside school.
Go back inside stay there.
Snorting she texted back: I can handle myself.
Evie looked up from her phone and her eyes widened. Logan fell was driving away from the school, a blonde-haired girl next to him. Blood stained the window.
"Caroline." She said and frowned before following him down the road in her truck.
"Damon, I found him." She said into her phone. "He's headed towards Elm Street. Caroline's in the car with him and I think she's hurt."
"All right. Don't go after him." He said and then she heard him groan. "You're following him, aren't you?"
"Duh. How do you think I know where he's going?" She rolled her eyes.
She smirked, picturing his annoyed face. "Turn your little butt right back around and go home." His tone made her snort.
"No. Don't think so."
"Not kidding, Eves. The guy is crazy, you know that."
"Well, put on some sped and I'll toss him out to you." She retorted, stepping on the gas and hanging up on him.
Logan came to a stop sign and she parked her truck, jumping out and concentrating on the car in front of her. In seconds, the driver's door was flung open and Logan came flying out like he had been ejected.
The newbie vampire jumped up ready for a fight, but Damon and Stefan were there in twin blurs of motion. Stefan rounded the car and checked on Caroline, while Damon lifted gun firing over and over again into the news reporter's chest.
"Payback's a bitch, isn't it?"
Logan groaned, falling to the ground in pain.
Without turning his head, the eldest Salvatore spoke to Stefan. "Get her out of here." Stefan nodded and grabbed Caroline rushing away into the night. "You back in the truck and reverse it."
They heard the radio crackle.
"Logan, what happened? Logan?!" It was Sheriff Forbes.
Logan was trying to get up. Evie flicked her wrist and he landed back down with a pained cry. He tried to move, but found he couldn't.
"I've got him." She told Damon and he rolled his eyes before moving quickly to answer the radio.
"Sheriff, hey it-its Damon." He said, trying to sound like the nervous human he was pretending to be. Evie rolled her eyes.
"Where's Caroline?"
"She's okay. I-I'm on Elm Street."
He hung up and went around Logan's stolen car, opening the trunk and digging around. He pulled a tire iron and gave it a few practice swings.
"Gonna try this one more time." He moved closer. "Who turned you?"
"I told you I don't know."
"This tire iron here could take your head clean off." He stated and then said mockingly: "Is that your final answer?"
Logan stared at him. "How can you side with them?"
"I don't side with anyone. You pissed me off. I want you dead."
"Did your girlfriend tell you I've been watching the two of you? How you're always in her bedroom late at night? I knew she had magic before she tossed me." Logan stated smugly, Evie's face reddened.
"Oh shut up!" She scowled and twisted her hand, making him cry out as his arm twisted against its will.
Damon ignored Logan's response. "Who turned you?"
"I don't know."
"Oh, well you're screwed." Damon started to swing the iron.
"No, no wait! I do know!"
"You're lying."
Logan struggled. "You think you're the only one who wants to get into that tomb underneath the old church?" In her shock, Evie released him and he moved up onto his knees wobbly.
"There's another way?" She asked and Damon blinked almost forgetting she was there.
"If you're lying to me, I will end you." He threatened Logan.
"I'm not lying. There's another way to break the spell. We can help you."
The sound of sirens could be heard now. There wasn't much time left.
Evie frowned.
""We"?" She repeated.
"Meet me at the old church." Logan continued.
"Get in your truck, Eves." Damon told her.
"But Damon-" Evelyn began, but he wasn't listening. She rolled her eyes and hopped into her truck, turning to watch what happened next.
The blue-eyed vampire frowned. "Take me down. Make it look real."
Logan threw him into the side of the car, winding him as Sheriff Forbes' car pulled up. Evie pretended to be the caring bystander and got out of the truck running up to Damon.
"Oh, gosh, Damon, are you okay?" She asked him in a sickly-sweet tone. The vampires rolled his eyes at her dramatics.
Liz jogged up to them.
"Where is she?"
"She's okay." Damon told her, breathing like he had just had an adrenaline scare. "My brother's taken her home." Liz looked around.
"Where is he?"
"I'm sorry, Sheriff. I just wasn't strong enough." She nodded and turned to Evelyn.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes, ma'am. Was just on my way home and saw these two guys fighting." She lied smoothly.
"Would you mind giving Damon a ride home?"
"No problem, Sheriff." She said sweetly and the vampire snorted softly.
"Thank you, honey."
Damon was silent.
"I told you there had to be another way." Evie spoke, and he shifted his eyes towards her.
"Shouldn't you be so angry and want nothing to do with me? I did almost kill your best friend."
"I'm still pissed about it, yeah. But...I said I'd help you."
"You missed me." He smirked.
"Oh, please. It had been like two days. Missing you, would imply that I cared about you."
He continued to smirk and she narrowed her eyes before smirking at him. "And what made you come to me to help you with that compass?" He turned his head. "Not so funny now is it?" She laughed and he rolled his eyes, a hint of a smile playing at his lips.
She pulled the truck over at the edge of the forest. "Go. Find out what in the hell is going on and if there are any more nutty vampires hanging around." She startled when he took her chin and he turned her to face him.
"What?" She asked. He was looking at her funnily. He was perplexed by her behavior. Why was she being so...understanding? she should have already gone home, not drive him to the woods to meet Logan about getting the tomb open. But he couldn't deny that he was glad she was so invested in helping him without much complaint.
"Why?"
"Why what?" She frowned.
"This. All of it." He questioned. "You know that's pretty idiotic of you to keep helping me."
She rolled her eyes, avoiding the piercing gaze of those two beautiful icy blue eyes. "Dude, personal space." She knocked his hand away. "Look, I'm mad about Bonnie, okay? But...I also know why you attacked her." She stared at her hands. "You want to get Katherine out of that tomb. You probably love her. So having someone not give you a way to get to her. To not understand how being away from her makes you feel..." She looked back up at him. "People put you down, Damon. Stefan, Emily...most everyone would tell you to leave it be. To let it go. But you don't because it makes you happy. It gives you a reason to keep going when everything around you starts falling apart."
He remained silent for a moment, listening to her. Really listening. The speech seemed to be for both of them. It made him wonder what had she been referring too?
"Go home this time." He said at last and she made a face. "I mean it."
"Yeah, okay. Now get out of here and stop staring at me."
He zipped out of the truck and Evie sighed quietly, banging her head lightly against the headrest.
Her phone began buzzing and she glanced at it. A voicemail from her dad.
Frowning, Evie sat up and put her phone to her ear. Pulling out onto the road.
"Evelyn...I-I'm very sorry about tonight. I never meant to hurt you. It worries me how much like your mother you are I guess. Evie, I just want to tell you how proud I am of you. how beautiful and creative you turned out to be. My darkness never tainted the goodness that you made for yourself, you never let me ruin what you had. I know I'm not the best father in the world, but...I do love you. Just remember that cupcake. I'm leaving town. For good. If you never want to see me again, I'd understand. I've not told you the truth and I've not spoken to you about your mom. God, she was so amazing Evie, just like you. I'm headed to the airport now. I'll tell you when I've settled in somewhere. I'm so sorry that I've not been there for you. I love you, cupcake."
Tears rolled down her cheeks over and over, staining her jeans and her shirt. Her dad was leaving? Just because she had thrown a hissy fit back at the school? No, no, she couldn't let him! Stepping on the gas, she drove hurriedly through her blurry-eyed vision. Passing over Wickery Bridge and past the welcome to Mystic Falls sign. She wiped at her face angrily, trying to see when something moved in the corner of her eye. Without slowing she turned her head to the trees on the side of the road, squinting out into dark. She could have sworn she saw something moving.
Shaking her head, she turned back around to face the road and gave a startled gasp, slamming on the brakes. There was a person just standing in the middle of the road! Evie hoped to avoid hitting him but the truck hit him and the world spun sickeningly as her truck did wild flips down the black asphalt.
Pain filled her head as she struggled to open her eyes. Her truck was upside down, her body dangling above the roof of the car, stuck in the seatbelt. Blinking blood and tears from her eyes, she looked for the guy in the road.
He was getting up from the ground, showing that he was perfectly fine. Evie groaned, feeling too sleepy and injured to care about the man or whatever he was. Her vision was tunneling, and she could barely focus.
"Vampire..." Her mind conjured up for her. hoodie guy was moving towards her quickly, boots crunching the shards of glass. She could have knocked him away, but she didn't. She just laid there, letting the pain render her unconscious. The last thing she remembered was a scuffling sound and the smell of leather.
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