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"anyone home?" Damon said, his voice echoing in the un-tidy apartment.
"Damon, shouldn't you be somewhere terrorizing innocence?" came the voice of Alaric in the living room.
Damon merely shrugged, sitting down next to his only friend on the coach, opening himself a beer from all the cans on the table,
"make yourself comfortable" Alaric rolled his eyes, trailing back on the screen.
A bit on silence followed as Alaric was engrossed in his show.
"you really can't keep a friend, can you Damon" he said, during the commercial break,
The blue eyed vampire merely shrugged,
Damon second guessing himself, why did he exactly go to Alaric instead of terrorizing people?
"you kept me out of your master plan" Alaric commented,
"my fault for keeping you safe" Damon scoffed,
"gee, I didn't think you care" Alaric's eyes trailed back on the TV,
"what are you watching anyways?"
"money in the bank, wwe, you don't need to know" Alaric said with an eye roll,
"ooh the blond looks yummy" Damon commented, as 'Kelly' hit 'Layla' with some sort of move.
Alaric shrugged,
Layla & Michelle won, Kelly & Tiffany lost,
Only Damon's mind wasn't with what he was watching.
'I'm a wwe diva' Claire's voice rung as he remembered the time at Gloria's bar...it was really a slight chance Claire would come on..
Damon didn't even get to finish his thought as a new music hit, revealing Claire in all her glory, a smirk ever present on her rose lips,
"Hello ladies" her voice rung, clad in a corset like top, shorts, gloves, and knee high boots.
Only what stuck Damon is her changed hair. Which was now brown in layers getting lighter towards the end, rather than the blunt cut and jet black doo she had.
"Goodbye ladies" she smirked, dropping the microphone, brutally attacking everyone in the ring.
"Isn't that your lady friend you dragged to Tennessee?" Alaric said in a casual tone, listening to the commentators go on and onn about the comeback of Rylee Skye.
"yep, I gotta go" Damon said, blurring out of the apartment,
Alaric simply shrugged.
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"Claire, why the hell is your freaking phone ringing at freaking 4 AM?" the French Canadian beauty slurred in her half asleep position,
"how could I know?" Claire slurred back, opening a single eye,
"aksdfjnfdka" Michelle muttered, hugging her pillow,
"I want to sleep" Melina moaned,
"who is it?" Claire said, ignoring the latter two,
"I'd have to open my eyes" the platinum blond reasoned,
"oh come on 'Ryse" Claire propped herself on one elbow, leaning over the other three girls as her phone was on the bed-side table near Maryse's head.
The girls had decided to sleep in one room. Have a sleep over of sorts. Movie's, Mani's, padi's all that sort of thing.
'Damon Salvatore' the screen flashed as her ringtone still filled the room.
"You frozen Claire?" Maryse said, opening one eye,
"N-no, it's no one" Claire said, declining the call, making it go straight to voice mail before turning the phone off.
"shut up" Victoria said from her spot on the couch-bed thing, hiding her head under the pillows.
Maryse and Claire laughed, returning to their peaceful slumber. Or maybe just Maryse peacefully sleeping.
Claire's eyes stayed wide open. Thinking why the hell would Damon freaking Salvatore call her. She rarely thought of him as of late..
. . .
"grr" Claire groaned, feeling every single muscle of her body sore.
"someone had a bad night" the awake Maryse said casually, sipping coffee.
"and someone else by the name of Damon left you like, 9 voice messages" Melina added, inhaling her coffee.
"Some one turned on my phone without asking" The grey eyed woman stated.
In fact, all the girls but her where up, peacefully drinking watching the news about a kill near Missouri, where they were currently staying,
A long haired brunette - with a style similar to Claire's - dead in her car. Police suspects animal attack, the tag said.
Claire shuddered,
"someone change the channel" Claire said, pouring herself a cup of coffee big enough to swim in, (Credit = T1gercat :P)
"sorry," Victoria said, changing a channel to something else,
"who called you at 4 am?" Maryse said,
Claire shrugged, "no big deal", taking a big gulp of the hot liquid,
"you are going to burn your tongue" Melina stated,
"the only thing missing is Maria" Victoria laughed, the group along with her.
How Claire missed all this, as the girls 'made a toast' for happy years or something.
All what Claire could think about was Damon, and why did he call. It was obviously for something, was all what her hunch had told her.
She thought she moved on. Last night's song is proof enough.
The Canadian just hated the warm feeling in her heart whenever she thought of him,
"earth to captain Rylee, you there?" Maryse said, snapping her finger in front of her face,
"Rylee to earth, yes" Claire rolled her grey eyes,
"we are sooo going shopping" the platinum blond said in her heavy accent.
. . .
"so, frilly VS leather" Melina asked,
"frilly" Nattie, Maryse and Victoria answered,
"don't look at me, I wear everything" Claire deadpanned, making the rest of the girly group laugh,
Sipping their healthy shakes - 'cause other things are really bad for your body and makes you look so bleh' – as Claire stated,
"I've been off for so long I forgot what's it like to eat healthy" Claire said, with a hand over her heart,
"tear" Maryse and Nattie said in unison,
"mock" Claire stuck her tongue out.
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ON SCREEN:
"from New Orleans, Louisiana, Tiffannnnnnyyy," the named blond entered the ring in her usual entrance,
"defending the woman's championship, accompanied by Layla, Michelle McCoooool!" Justin Roberts announced,
"acting as special guest referee, Ryleee SKYEE!"
The crowd boo's from the crowd easily shifted into cheers, as the last diva entered the ring,
"isn't it nice to see Rylee again?" Matt striker commented,
"Rylee is a strong competitor" Todd grishiam added, "when would she make her comeback to the ring though?"
"eh, Rylee is overrated" the heel commentator – Michael Cole said, being as negative as ever,
Rylee flipped her hair at him, keeping a close eye to what's happening in the ring.
The black-and white stripped diva smirked as Michelle and Tiffany went at it.
"you know, Cole, Rylee has rich history with both members of lay cool" matt added.
"1…2…3" ding ding ding,
"and the winner via pin fall, Michelle McCoooooooool"
Rylee rolled her eyes, attempting to raise the blonds' hands, only for her to take it back,
The grey eyed diva bit her lip, before charging at the blond, hitting her with everything she had,
Layla attempted to help out her partner in crime, sneaking up to Rylee with the title in hand.
Rylee froze, turning around, sweeping layla's feet, making her comically fall on her face.
Proud of the destruction she did, Rylee grabbed the woman's title, raising it up in the air for a big pop from the crowd,
She smirked making her way back, with the title proud on her shoulder
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"you could have went a little bit easier" Michelle complained, icing her ribs.
"whoopsis" Claire stuck her tongue out,
"take this thing!" Nattie said, giving Claire her phone,
"What? Why?" Claire asked,
"it keeps ringing every micro second" the queen of harts said, huffing,
Right on cue, the phone ringed.
Claire paused for a moment looking at the screen.
"I'll be back" she said, getting into an empty locker room,
She pressed the green button, putting the phone to her ear.
"…" Silence.
"I'm sorry" came Damon's detached tone.
Claire took a breath, her throat closing up,
"Claire?"
"you should be" she stated.
"I know" she heard him snort. "look Claire, can you come outside?"
"you're not right outside" Claire said in disbelieve
"look, just give me a chance"
"giving some people a second chance, is sometimes like giving them another bullet because they missed you the first time"
She heard him take a breathe, "just trust me" Damon said.
Claire pressed the red button, putting her head in her hands.
'why was she so freaking bi-polar?'
She walked out of the arena, chewing the inside of her cheek.
"Claire" came the blue-eyed vampire's voice.
"Damon, what are you doing here?" Claire said, trying to even out her tone, crossing her arms.
"I need to tell you something" he said, before gently putting his hand on her arm.
The cold breeze wrapped itself around Claire as she shivered, shrugging of his hand.
"talk" the brunette said, shifting her weight, taking in Damon.
Still in his black get up. Still the same blue eyes. Still the same.
"get in the car"
"we can talk out here"
"Claire, please, I need to talk to you somewhere quite" and the be able to have control to at least one thing, he mentally added,
Claire poked her tongue in her cheek. before mentally cursing whatever he was to her, getting in the car.
Damon got a lost look on his face, before snapping back to reality, getting in the car, speeding off,
"Damon..are you alright?" she asked, honestly concerned at his odd behavior.
"I'm fine" Damon robotically said, zooming down the deserted highways.
Claire's eyes traveled to the speedometer, widening. "Damon do- are you drunk?" she said, seeing all the empty bottled scattered around the other ways clean car.
"no" he said, his breath smelling like alcohol
"you are"
"No!" he snapped,
"stop the car"
"no"
"Damon stop the freaking car!"
"No Claire! I need to talk to you." He repeated, pressing harder on the gas.
"we can talk at a lower speed" Claire statted, her heart thudding madly in her chest.
It was just that, the speed was the only thing Damon felt he could control at the very moment.
"Damon. You're going too fast, slow down." Claire attempted to reason.
Damon shrugged, narrowly missing a trash can.
"Bunny.." he started
"Dont bunny me. Damon. Stop"
The named vampire turned to look at her. Her chest rose and fell in quick breaths, in her barley their shorts and corset-like top.
She even still had the Smokey makeup on
"Damon" she drew out the name,
"I think I'm falling for you, Claire, or already am" he said, looking at her,
"the road-"
"I'm so sorry for being such an asshole Claire. I'm sorry for choosing Elena over you. I'm just so freaking sorry for hurting you to a point where-" he began slurring.
"Damon, don't look at me eyes on the-"
"but you're so beautiful"
"you're drunk" she stated, "Damon, please just pull. Over" she stressed.
Damon couldn't take it anymore, leaning from his seat to her, capturing her lips in a heated kiss. She could taste the bitterness of the alcohol on his lips.
"look at me Claire, I need you-" he started, his blue's looking deeply into her grey's.
'BLEEEEEEP' came the booming sound of a speeding truck, forcing Damon away from Claire.
the truck smashed into the right side of the car, making splinters of glass fly everywhere.
The car begun spinning, colors blending into each other, like a roller coaster, spinning away uncontrollably.
Damon didn't have control over the car anymore.
Glass shattered as the continued its skidding down the road, Claire tryed to scream, screwing her eyes shut. no voice came out of her throat.
The world became blurry for Claire, she got dizzy. The constant spinning making her stomach flip. Splinted glass flew at them, as Damon breaked, turning the car over with the force.
The metal of the blue car twisted and dented under the focuses, still spinning and tumbling. Till it finally stopped.
Damon couldn't move. A shocked look plastered on his face. sitting upside down in the blue car.
How in the name of everything did he lose control over the car. Or where did the giant truck come from turning his car into a pretzel.
It came to Damon that it was his seat belt keeping him place. He slowly turned around the metal, glancing at his brunette companion.
Only to not find anyone.
He looked up in front, there in the middle of the road, where the strong scent of blood whiffed from.
Brown hair in a pool of blood on the asphalt. With one arm abnormally twisted. The chest didn't rise. It didn't fall.
It dawned to the vampire.
He had been wearing his seat belt. Nothing tragic would have happened if he didn't.
He was a vampire for crying out loud.
But Claire. The mere human, didn't.
She flew out windshield breaking it from the impact.
'everyone who cares about me. Dies.'
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Emotional enough? Listening to 'Safe & Sound' while editing this thing...
and yes, a tiny cliffy. the first in this whole entire fic :P live with it *evil laugh*
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