Damon arrived to the boarding house, still not sure what to say to his father, or how to confront him. All he wanted now was to punch his father. He had so much anger inside of him, building up over the years. He just needed to punch someone, or something.
Damon looked around the empty place, but didn't find anyone. And this should have felt normal, only, it didn't. Heading out of the house, he ran into their housekeeper, Martha.
"Hey Martha have you seen my dad?"
"Yes, he left about an hour ago. He was in a hurry."
"you know where he went?"
Martha shook her head
"And Stefan?"
"Out with Elena. He should be back any minute now."
Damon nodded and thanked Martha, and quickly left.
After knocking on the door a bit too loud, Carol finally swung it open, looking pissed at first, "Damon? Uh hi, what are you doing here?" she said, now looking startled to see Damon Salvatore at her doorsteps uninvited
"Is my father here?" Damon asked, stepping into the house. If his father was having one of his too many not-too-secret-anymore meetings, it would definitely be at the mayor's house. And he was right.
"Damon. What are you doing here, son?" Giuseppe said, looking surprised to see Damon walking right into the office where the entire council members were having their meeting.
"Hello everyone. I hope I'm not interrupting." Damon smirked, looking at the annoyed faces around him. Giuseppe was starting to feel embarrassed, "Uh I'm really sorry, everyone," He said, standing up and grabbing his son by his arm, "I'll be right back. Please, continue without me." He smiled to them, Damon rolled his eyes and let his father lead him into the other room. After closing the door behind him, Giuseppe turned around, looking furious, "What do you think you're doing interrupting a meeting like this?"
Damon scoffed, "Cut the crap. I know all about your secret, vampire-hunting meetings, dad."
Giuseppe's eyes opened widely, looking at his son in disbelief, "What are you talking about?"
"Really? That's how you're going to act now?"
"What do you mean, know everyth- Look, this isn't the place or time to discuss this," Giuseppe led his son to the front door, "You need to leave. I will talk to you when I get home."
Damon didn't say a single word because honestly, he didn't know what else to say. He wanted to scream at his father, or even better, he wanted to pin him to the floor and start punching him and quiet frankly, at this moment, Damon believed nothing else would calm him as much as that would
"Please, son." Giuseppe pleaded, and for some reason, suddenly, starting a fight with his father in front of a punch of assholes didn't seem like the thing to go for at that moment. So Damon turned on his heels, and left the house without another word.
It didn't take long for Giuseppe to finally appear at the library where his son had been waiting for him. interrupting Damon from his deep and calculated thoughts. Learning the truth should have freed Damon but instead he'd found himself facing a dilemma, falling into an even deeper, tangled web of complications that he didn't need in his life. Ignorance is bliss, sometimes.
though he was still feeling angry, only, he didn't know why. If Damon was being honest to himself, he'd felt angry his entire life. Anger controlled him, and directed every decision he'd ever made.
Telling his father everything that happened before Alaric, with Alaric, and what Alaric had told him, (leaving out the details that led to Damon and Alaric ending up in bed together) Damon seemed to be more and more accepting of the reality of the world he's living in.
He just couldn't blame his father for everything, anymore. Damon wanted to forgive his father, and he had a good reason to do so. Damon wanted to punch his father, and he also had a good reason to do so. And if he tried to talk to his father, let him understand that Alaric Saltzman is not a monster, that there are good and bad vampires in this world, that would make everything much, much better.
What he didn't understand was Giuseppe's stubbornness, and nothing could change his mind easily. After a few moments of complete silence, Giuseppe finally said,
"Son, I can't tell you what to do. I know that, but I can only say that if I were you, I would be more careful around Alaric Saltzman. The man isn't what he appears to be. He's has two faces. Literally."
Damon shook his head, "You can believe what you want to believe, it's not going to change how I feel"
"How you feel? Son-"
"Please, dad. We can discuss that later but now, I know there's a much bigger problem in our hands."
Giuseppe nodded quietly,
"Alaric Saltzman wants to help you and your council members kill that vampire- hybrid- whatever. Klaus. I think you can trust him enough with that?"
"You can never trust a vampire. But yes. I have to."
"It's because he was in love with my mother that he wants to help, isn't it?" Damon whispered, surprising both his father and himself,
Giuseppe shook his head, "I- I.. I don't know, could be anything that's why we need to be really careful." He said. Deep inside, however, Giuseppe knew that was the truth. Alaric had loved Mary more that Giuseppe could ever had, and he still loved her after her death, where Giuseppe just chose to move on. But it was difficult admitting that vampires had feelings at all let alone being able to still love someone
"When are you going to kill Klaus?"
"Well, I was discussing that with the council, before the meeting got briefly interrupter," Giuseppe glared at his son, "and we've decided that the sooner, the better. I'm already arranging a meeting with Alaric Saltzman."
To Be Continued
