I stared at Damon with wide eyes. "What-? How-?" I slapped my hand to my forehead, and groaned. "I'm so confused."
He laughed, and I frowned. "Stop laughing at me!" He didn't listen. Big surprise there, right?
I sat down on the end of my bed. "What are you doing here?"
"Aren't you happy to see me?" I shrugged, and this time, he frowned. "I feel so unloved," he joked.
I shrugged again. "Well, what did you want me to say?" He shrugged, too.
"So, are you going to tell me why you're here?"
"Are you going to tell me what you saw?" I sighed.
"Fine. There were 2 visions. First, it was me and you, and we were..." I did air quotes, and it took him a minute to get it. Then he smirked. At least he didn't look disgusted. That was a good sign...right? "Then...I was someplace dark...and I was in danger, and I tripped and hurt my ankle. Then some guy came up behind me and then...that it's."
"Oh. Are you sure?"
"You think I would forget?" I asked, sarcastically.
"No, it's just..."
"I wouldn't lie to you, either. The guy who grabbed me probably worked for Orion. Right?" Damon nodded.
"You're smart," he said.
"Yeah, not really." He smiled. "So why are you here?"
"To find out what you saw." I rolled my eyes, and tried to hide a smile. It didn't work.
"I should've known." Silence. "Well, this conversation is going nowhere." He nodded in agreement. Then Damon got off his side, and sat next to me.
"So, how are things with this Orion guy goi-" I started, but I was cut off by his mouth on mine.
