The next morning I was floating. Andy was probably one of the sweetest guys I new, in this world and the real world. He was funny and charming and it was an amazing night.
With a sigh I sipped my coffee, up early enough to sit and enjoy a cup before everyone else got a hold of it. We had a delicious dinner at a fancy Italian restaurant, then skipped the movie and went dancing. I was a little uncomfortable at the start, but really ended up enjoying the entire night. He brought me home a little bit before eleven thirty and gave me a small peck before leaving.
It was magical. I called Bonnie first, who encouraged me to call Care right after and relay it all over again.
I waited for everyone else to wake up, Aunt Joyce already having a cup and leaving. Buffy came down with pep in her step. "So any word on what attacked Elena's brother?"
"No sign but those campers and the camps are just too far out of my radius to search though," she said with a sigh, "OOH coffee."
I nodded worrying my lip. I'm sure it'll piss off Lyn, but we agreed Buffy was my world. "So Giles is your watcher huh?"
She paused, "How do you know that?"
"Research?" I asked, wilting upon seeing the full glare of my crazy strong cousin. The look she shot me actually caused me to cringe.
"Look," I gave a heavy sigh, raising my hands in a placating manner, "I'll come clean," I took a deep breath, "Not that you would ever believe it," I let out in a ramble, wincing when I saw her glare, "I used to have dreams about you, but," I paused and widen my eyes in fear at the glower she sent my way, "I didn't know it was you! I never was able to see the face of the girl. I always kind thought she was me or something. But I'm such a non active sort that I knew better, you know?" I gave an exhale, releasing a lot of my terror, "Add to the fact it turned out to be my cousin, and I am in a vat," I repeated the word, my brain trying to keep up with what I was saying, "A huge vat of confusion and terror." My body shivered uncomfortably, "Confusion, terror and just plain wrong, I feel like I violated you." I didn't look up at her, coming to the awful conclusion that I do feel like I violated her, my cousin. She was my family here and I knew almost everything about her.
With a heavy sigh, I took a drink and continued, "But after seeing the Gilbert kid's neck it all clicked. In the dreams the girl, you, were forced to fight monsters and work under the tutelage of an older hot man, who treated her like a father." I looked at her over my cup, hoping I wasn't going to get hit.
"You think Giles is hot?" She asked, disgust written all over her face.
"I didn't realized," I apologized, "I didn't realize it was real and that I'd actually know you and that you would be you." She stared blankly at me in horror. "I am so sorry, I didn't want to tell you before and have you think I was spying on you or that I'm crazy."
"So you had dreams of me fighting?"
"Vampires, demons, I even dreamt you nearly died."
She paled and looked at me, "I did."
"Almost die?" I whispered, unable to say much more.
"No. I did die."
I shook my head, seeing her in the real world and the real trauma of it all. "Alexander saved you."
She nodded, giving a deep breath, "Yes, I was bitten," she whispered, her hand going to neck, where the undoubted bite occurred, "but before he could kill me he dropped me into a fountain and I drowned. I was unconscious and just fell face first into the water." I kept silent, hanging off every word, her eyes were fixated on her cup as her finger ran along the top. "I just was gone. No real pain or anything, just nothing," she said with amazement.
"But then Xander was there, and I was choking, gasping for air. I felt every little fiber in my lungs protest the very air I gasped in." She looked up to me, her eyes watery, "I was alive."
I grabbed her hand. "Whatever you need, wherever you go, I will follow you. I will help you, I will tell you when you are wrong, I am your family and I have your back," I worried my lip and tried to take a breath. "Do you think we should tell Aunt Joyce?" She began to speak up, "No, what I mean is inviting is the only way a vamp can get in right?" She gave a nod, "Then shouldn't we warn her so she just holds the door open instead of the smile and 'oh come in,' invite they seem to need?"
"She threw me in a nuthouse," Buffy responded blandly.
"Yeah, but she had no proof. Let's start getting everything together and maybe having Mr. Giles join in and help you explain. I really think that if forced to face the truth Aunt Joyce will probably flip out but after some time to compose herself and really think she'd realize it's not a lie."
She thought about it but didn't add much more to the conversation. Lynnie came down and finished up the coffee, there was nothing to be said as we all sipped our caffeine and waited for Bonnie to show up and take us to school.
School flew by as everyone gossiped about the big football game. Where Elena and Stefan were the perfect prep couple and I even saw Lynnie talking to the, jilted ex of Elena, Matt during the rally. She seemed to have decided the Donovans were needing of help for whatever reason. I just smirked at how adorable of a couple they'd make.
My boyfriend, or near boyfriend was on the football team so I excitedly cheered him on. I understood the game and mostly everything else, but no matter what couldn't understand the positions. He was something or someone. I wouldn't, couldn't be able to differentiate the positions.
The rally was exciting and I couldn't help but lean closer to Buffy as we watched the football players stand still with broad giant smiles as the cheerleaders cheered. Bonnie and Care looked so happy and bouncy up in front, while Elena cheered in the background somewhat faulting but I thought she could do really well with a bit more practice.
"So why didn't you join?"
"Football?" Buffy asked lamely, waving over Xander, "I tried cheerleading at my last school and was left thinking that it just may not be for me anymore."
Xander snorted, "Although the outfits for cheerleaders is always a plus in my book, cheerleading and Buffy just didn't go well."
"Oh," I answered. "Me too." I sent a tiny wave to the boy who has been on my mind the whole day.
And wasn't that just weird. We cheered and screamed out in joy, and just like every high school football game I've been too it was cold but fun. Buffy and I cheered along with Xander but I did my damndest not to get too close him. I happened to find just about every character in Buffy attractive and I really didn't want to make a fool of myself.
Thanks to Stefan we won the game and he seemed to be the only player not put on a sugar rush upon the winning score. He seemed pleased with himself, but was distinctly subdued compared to just about everyone else.
We rushed down knowing there would be a party for celebration. Hell half the school was already halfway drunk before the footballers even hit the field.
For some unknown reason, the adults of the area seemed to disperse leaving us teens to revel in the party time. I gave a grin, and did my best to walk casually to Andy.
"Hiya," I greeted the broad grinning nearly hurting my cheeks, I wrapped my arms around him. I nearly blushed when he lifted me off the ground and swung me around. I squealed as he literally maneuvered me around as if i were a doll, thanking all that was good that I wasn't in a skirt this time as I was tossed over his shoulder so he could chest bump another football player.
He put me right and slammed his lips hard into mine. It was brief but he just seemed so excited. I smiled awkwardly, deciding tonight is not a drinking night for me. Somehow everyone found their ways back to the falls. Apparently this was the first win of several years. Elena and Stefan were dancing with light make out sessions. It seemed a bit weird that perfect perky Elena would be so open about her make-out's but she was really close to Care.
I could have sworn I saw our mystery blue eyed guy at the party, but Andy pulled me to the keg to watch him do a keg stand.
bvxxxvd 3rd POV
The party was loud and a little bit more clumsily decorated than the first party of the year. But all the kids in the area were overly rambunctious and excited, too much so for them to really care that the lights weren't so well placed.
Off to one corner you had the druggy pit and the other was the heavy make out area. The center of the makeshift party was a dance floor.
The new 'it' couple were laughing quietly to themselves at the makeshift dance floor, in what seemed like their own world. Elena Gilbert was back on the cheer leading squad and though she was going to have to work hard to get to where she would be on the squad, she was still one of the most popular beautiful girls in the school.
Stefan Salvatore was the new guy, the guy who was mysterious and exciting but seemed so kind and courteous. It also helped the guy was very very attractive and was able to squeeze his way onto the football team when these sort of things were settled during the summer.
In fact it was Stefan that ensured their win and sealed his and Elena's place at 'it' couple.
And though they loved their best friend so dearly, Bonnie Bennett and Caroline Forbes weren't so pleased for her. Bonnie was becoming dissatisfied with Elena's casual brush off time and again, while Care was becoming too upset over constantly being ignored or at least behind Elena. The jealousy was almost too strong for her.
Bonnie's other best friend, one who has yet to brush off her freaky thoughts and beliefs was busy with her new boyfriends arm around her shoulder. While, with a smirk on her lips Bonnie noticed that Elena's ex boyfriend was in what looked to be a fun chat with Ros's twin sister.
Gwendolyn Flemming was already very nearly drunk, the girl seemed to have a lot on her shoulders and it seemed that Matt Donovan was trying to make her laugh her worries away. Matt had gotten to know the ill new girl since she was always over hanging out with his big sister. The fact that Lyn was younger than both him and his sister didn't seem to matter much to anyone, especially when one considered how mature the girl was.
Rosalyn Flemming was listening to her new boyfriend with a sinking feeling of clarity. While with his friends the charming sweet guy she'd started falling for was completely replaced by a brat! Ros was irritated at his attempt to make it seem he was the winner of the game. That he and nearly he alone scored all the touchdowns and won the game. And his football friends all seemed to agree, completely ignoring Stefan's addition to the team and even going so far as to bad mouth him.
It was Tyler Lockwood that seemed to amplify the hate on Stefan and the more it occurred and the more her date joined in, the more Ros was becoming uncomfortable.
It wasn't until the fifth time she was offered whiskey straight that she stormed off.
"Ros! Wait!" Andy called out from behind her, still holding the red solo cup. "Come on, baby, whats wrong?" he asked.
Ros bristled at the drunk footballer's use of baby. "You are acting funny and I think I'd rather go hang out with my sister, thanks." She said quietly, trying not to get the other's attention as they seemed to each take turns on how they ruled the field.
"Come on, baby," Andy spoke up again, "why don't you have a drink and relax?" he asked, swishing the cup of amber liquid around.
"I don't want to drink tonight," the girl said through gritted teeth. "And I was relaxed till you started trying to push me to drink." She turned to face him and forcibly pushed him away.
For Ros, the desired effect would be that he would tumble and leave, maybe even call her a bitch on his way out. Instead he barely budged and laughed. "God I love it when you're feisty!" And with that he grabbed her by the back of her head and pulled her into him. She slammed hard into the much taller boy as he used the roots of her hair to pull her up to meet his lips. He grabbed her thigh and hoisted her up, one hand tangled tight in her ringlets and the other firmly digging into her thigh, yet he was still somehow able to keep both of his legs in between hers, blocking her free knee.
The cat calls and whoots only seemed to amplify his behavior. He kissed her much harder than before, his tongue forcing its way into her mouth. She was stalk still, unable to comprehend what was going on for a split moment before his fingers began to knead they're way up to her behind. With this she began swatting and hitting at the brute. However, his beer flavored tongue kept asserting dominance and her hits were being ignored. Her hair pulling only seemed to encourage the boy.
The calls and whoots dimmed some as she was jostled along. And every time she tried to bite down on him he would roughly bite her own lip. She didn't even have time to scream as he took advantage of her. And it wasn't until she felt the rough bark against her back that she realized they weren't in the poorly lit woods any longer but a little deeper in.
Her eyes widen not only with the terror of the situation but to try and get a better look through the tears pooling in her eyes. She couldn't decide what was worse, keeping her eyes closed and imaging people seeing this were okay with it, and the humiliation and shame that came with that. Or to keep her eyes opened and physically watch the situation unfold as well as see it.
His strong hand dug into her fleshy behind, the jeans giving very little protection as he pawed, rubbed and squeezed.
She raised her hand and attempted to slap him, going so far as to even hit herself a bit. He leaned back his green eyes a light with amusement, before he yanked her head to the side and began roughly biting the tender flesh there. She gave a scream but it came out muted and dull.
He gave her a few more kisses in between hard rough bites, his hips griding against hers before he moved his kisses up her neck to her jaw and back to her lips. When she didn't open right up to him he gave a pause and leaned back, cocky if confused smile on his face.
His looked changed somewhat upon seeing her look of terror in his girlfriend's eyes. He immediately let go of her causing her to plop onto the ground.
"Oh…" he stated dumbly. "I-I thought you were into it," he slurred, "I thought-" he stammered a bit, but Ros didn't bother looking up, she was doing her best not to cry. "I'm sorry." He stated.
"Go," she said with a sob. "Just please go."
"But I didn't mean-
"She said leave," a firm and dark voice stated. Andy whirled around and stumbled a bit, while Ros looked up. Stefan was standing there in his letter mens jacket with Elena latched onto his arm. "Ros?" he asked, softly. "Ros are you okay?"
Elena ran to her friend and helped her stand, an arm going around her as the disheveled girl did her best not to cry. Stefan saw to Andy's departure, the poor boy sputtering about not telling his father the entire time.
Elena gave her a side hug and led the girl into the light, however not three steps toward it, did Stefan return. He was just going to offer silent protection, figuring that it would be appreciated, however upon seeing him, Ros jumped into his arms and began bawling.
Loud wet sobs that shook her whole body.
Stefan looked up to his girlfriend, who gave him a kind smile. It was apparent that the girl who claimed to be like a sister to him truly seemed to feel that way. She sobbed hysterically, taking solace and comfort given to her by the handsome boy she could see as a brother.
She couldn't really say why or how or even if she really believed it before, but right then, with bruises forming on much of her body, he was her protector and her brother in all but blood.
"Maybe I should take you home?" Stefan asked looking to his girlfriend.
"Yeah," Elena agreed, "I'll go see if Bonnie is ready and call you tonight?" She asked with a kind smile, running her hand down Ros's back. Though she hadn't gotten too close to the new girl, she was still a friend and no one deserved that. Especially when Stefan confessed that Ros kept pushing him to her.
Stefan, figuring Ros wouldn't want to be seen by party goers, decided to take her the longer less crowded way to where he parked.
Elena went out to search for Bonnie. Seeing Ros's twin chatting a little too happily with Matt. Elena put on her best smile and took a deep breath. She approached the segregated footballer and loner girl.
"Hi Matt," Elena said a bit kinder than really necessary. "How are you?" she asked with full sincerity, placing her hand on his forearm, blocking his view of the loner girl.
His smile vanished, replaced with a tight pained smile. "Fine." Was all he answered.
Trying not to huff at his dismissal, Elena turned to Gwendolyn. "Your sister had to go home. She is fine physically, but isn't doing well otherwise."
"What the hell does that mean?" Lyn snapped, obviously angry at Elena.
Which Elena chose to ignore, instead taking the higher ground. "Ros was kinda assaulted and Stefan agreed to take her home."
"Assaulted?" Lyn asked in horror.
"Yes," Elena said softly her irritation melting to sincerity and softness.
Lyn looked like she was slapped, "Can you take me home?" she asked Matt.
Matt's blue eyes were wide and soft, "Course!" he started pulling out his keys.
"Well, I could take you," Elena offered, becoming uncomfortable with the idea of Lyn driving off with Ros.
"No it's fine," Matt said, his hand resting on a worrying Lyn as she grabbed her backpack and was stuffing and rearranging things, "I got her."
With a huff, that the girl didn't fully understand, Elena went back to searching out Bonnie. After wandering for a bit, Elena found her best friend talking to the new boy, the history teacher's son. Elena stood a bit back and was pleased to see they were laughing and seemingly having a good time.
She was actually reluctant to put a stop to them. "Excuse me, Bonnie?" Elena asked.
Bonnie turned to her with her eyes alight and a smile huge, "Yeah?" She gave an even bigger smile. "Elena meet Xander Giles, Xander, this is Elena Gilbert."
Greetings were exchanged, "Hey Bonnie, I need to get going, are you ready?"
"Oh," Bonnies mood seemed to have faltered.
"I can take her?" Xander said with a smile.
"Yeah?" Bonnie and Elena asked.
"Yeah, Giles lent me his very old and rust-tacular crap car, but it can get me from point A to B," Xander said with a shrug and a smile.
"Yeah, okay," Bonnie answered, "Alright Elena?"
"Yeah, of course," Elena responded pleased to see Bonnie flirting with someone, even the new guy. "I'll call you later."
Bonnie nodded and Elena made her way to her car. She made sure her cheer stuff and Bonnie's were separated for tomorrow figuring that's when Bonnie would get her stuff.
"Elena," the girl in question jumped a mile high.
"You scared me!" she answered placing her hand over her heart. "What are you doing Damon?"
"I was looking for Stefan, but as I was searching I saw him and this little drunk cutie drive off in his car. If I didn't know any better I'd say he was driving off to go have some fun," he said, his blue eyes widening and then wiggling his eyebrows in a suggesting manner.
Elena smirked and bit back a scoff. "Why are you trying to instigate a fight between Stefan and me?" she asked calmly.
"I'm not," he answered, "I didn't mean to upset you, it wasn't my intention."
"Yes it was," she responded with an actual scoff this time. "That's why you wiggle your brows and that's why every time I talk to you, you put alternate meanings in everything you say," She leaned back and rested weight on one hip. "What is your alternative intentions?"
Damon reeled back, seeming to scold himself in his mind before smirking, "I see you caught me out," he answered with a smirk, "but you have alternative intentions as well."
"What are you talking about," she asked tiredly.
"I see the way you look at me, you want me," he answered with a smirk. "I get to you, you find yourself drawn to me. You think about me, even when you don't want to think about me," he spoke in a deep quiet almost husky voice, "I bet you even dream about me." He looked down to her, his eyes intent and focused. "And right now you want to kiss me."
Whatever he was expecting it wasn't the smack across her face.
"What the hell! I don't know what game you are trying to play with Stefan here, but I don't want to be a part of it. And I don't know what happened in the past but let's get one thing straight," she looked him dead in the eye, enunciating each syllable, "I Am Not Katherine."
And with that the very irate girl got into her car and pulled away, leaving a very reeled and stunned Damon Salvatore, and a very lively party behind.
AN- sorry for the pov changes. Hope you all enjoyed the story and thank you to all my new readers and those who followed and favorite this story and me! Thank you! And yes the last bit is a direct quote from the show.