Hello my SDBR loves! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE forgive me for not updating in the past month...or two. I was just so busy with the holidays and the last days of school but I am here now and I hope not to be gone that long again! I come bearing a gift: the next chapter!
MORE DAMMER/ DUMMER coming your way!
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*DISCLAIMER: I do not nor will I EVER own the Vampire Diaries! However, I would wish that Julie Plec and Kevin Williamson, let me borrow Damon and Klaus...no...just thought I should ask. BUT, I do own Summer Gray, her family and anything else that comes with her!
Chapter 12: A Few Good Men
Previously on the Vampire Diaries:
"She knew where I was." I heard him say softly. I said nothing. I didn't really know what to say.
"She didn't care. She never did." I could hear the pain in his words.
"Oh Damon…" I held him tighter.
"I'll always be here when you need me." I whispered, but I knew he heard me. For a second I thought I felt him move closer to me, happy that I was there. And that's how we were for the rest of the night as Damon fell asleep on my shoulder. I watched the flames closely and my eyes closed, following him into unconsciousness.
"Hey Bonnie, it's us checking in, seeing how you're doing." Elena started, leaving a message in Bonnie's voicemail. We sat together on the patio swing; my feet sitting on Elena's lap as I sat and drank a warm cup of hot cocoa. Yummy!
The past few weeks hadn't really gone well. Turns out the night I went to comfort Damon was the same night Sheila had died. I felt bad that I wasn't there for Bonnie in her time of grief. But I am only one person; I can't help every grieving friend.
I hadn't seen Damon since that night. We both fell asleep on the couch that night but when I woke up, he was gone. I thought he wanted to grieve alone, so I left without saying anything to him. And it kinda worried me. He was probably drinking himself to death over at the Boarding House. Well, he's already dead but…
You get what I mean.
"We miss you here Bon." I added in.
"Don't let your aunt drive you too crazy." Elena said in the phone.
"And please come home soon Bon Bon."
"We love you." As Elena hung up, Auntie J walked up to the porch.
"What're you guys doing out here? It's cold."
"Thinking…writing…
"I'm drinking cocoa!" I said happily.
"Ooh is there any more?" Jenna asked.
"Pot's on the stove!"
"Anyway, the funeral for Bonnie's grandma, it brought back a lot about Mom and Dad."
"Yeah, you're not the only one…" I had thought a lot about my family since the funeral. I didn't know how to feel being back at a funeral. I was almost…
Numb. I think that's the word to explain it. I wasn't crying, but it's not like I didn't care about Sheila dying. I left early that day and sat at home in my bed.
"I was wondering, you said you'd do some digging about them…the adoption?" Elena asked Jenna.
"Right." Auntie muttered, nodding slowly.
"So did you…dig?"
"Come on inside." Elena and I eagerly followed her inside the house and she brought out her laptop.
"Your dad kept everything from his medical practice. Records…logs…old appointment books." She took it out and turned to a page.
"I found an entry on the night you were born. Patient and a birth date: Isobel Peterson."
"Peterson? Hm…Elena Peterson." I tried out her real last name. Bleh! "Eh, not as cute as Elena Gilbert."
She gave me a crazy look.
"What?"
"Do you think that's her real name?" Elena asked Auntie J.
"Pregnant teenage runaway? Probably not. First name maybe." Jenna replied.
"So where'd she get Peterson? Your birth father maybe? Or a friend?" I asked Elena, who shrugged lightly.
"Exactly what I thought Sum. So I Bing-ed it. I searched for all the Petersons in this area born in the same year as Isobel. Found three- two men and a woman, Trudie, who lived in Grove Hill, Virginia.
"That's not far!" I commented.
"Well, watch this." Jenna typed in 'Trudie Peterson, Grove Hill High School" and pictures came up. One was a cheerleading page.
"Isobel. She was a cheerleader." Elena smiled, looking at her mother's cheerleading photo.
"Like mother like daughter." I said as I hip-bumped her in excitement.
"Trudie still lives there." Auntie J handed her a Post-it. "This is her address."
"Wait, what about Isobel?" Elena asked.
"I couldn't find anything about her." Elena sat down in disappointment.
"Sorry 'Lena." I patted her on her shoulder.
"Listen, there's something else. Mr. Saltzman, Ric, his wife was from around here and her name was also Isobel."
"Of course." I said, remembering. "Uncle Ric's wife was Isobel. But I never did get a chance to meet her. Every time Uncle Ric would come over and visit, Isobel was always super busy with work. But…"
"But…Sum what is it?" Elena asked me.
"She…died."
*SDBR*
"Alaric's wife might have been your mother?" Stefan asked Elena. I lounged on Elena's bed reading a magazine while Elena was putting some stuff away.
"It can't be true right? I mean the coincidence alone is just crazy." Elena told him. True, but since the revealing of vampires, I had opened my mind up to anything.
"I don't know 'Lena, anything's possible nowadays. Remember when we didn't believe in vampires?" I laughed shortly.
"Oh how naïve I was…" I muttered. Stefan smirked at me.
"Anyway, I have the address for her friend Trudie."
"You wanna talk to her."
"No Stef, she doesn't wanna talk to her only connection to her birth mom." I said sarcastically. Stef and Elena gave me an annoyed glare.
"Alright, sorry. I had to do it, but I'll lay off the sarcasm…" I said. Sometimes those two have no sense of humor.
"Do you?" Stefan asked her.
"I don't know, I…I don't know. If it's true and they are the same person, that means that my birth mother is dead and I don't know if I can handle that." Yeah… I know I couldn't. Losing a mom when you've already lost one…not easy.
"Summer do you know how she died?" Stefan asked me. Hm…did I know? I didn't really hear about her death straight from the horse's mouth…
"Um…no. I mean, he never told me. I found out from my Uncle Raphael and…he never really explained the whole thing. Just that she died and Ric wasn't handling it well. Usually meant he was drinking."
"Well did Jenna mention anything?"
"Nope. Just that she was killed and they never solved the case." I looked up at Stef, who had his "thinking face" on.
"You knew that already?" Elena asked him.
"The night at the school when he attacked me, he told me a few things about her death."
"Well-
"No, no. It's not possible," He assured her.
"The coincidence is- it's too much. Now listen, if you do decide to go and talk to her, I'll go with you. Yeah?"
"And you know I'm going Elena." I got off the bed and stood next to her.
"I'm there for you." She smiled and nodded.
"I should get going. I gotta go deal with Damon."
Damon. The one person who'd been on my mind for weeks. I couldn't even gather up the courage to see how he was doing.
Great friend I was.
"Stef…how's he doing?" I asked.
"He's dealing in his own way." Hm…I think it's time I gave him a visit…
"I'll go with you."
"I don't think that's a good idea Summer. You…won't like what you see."
"Stef, I've seen Damon do almost everything. I'll be fine." Stefan opened up his mouth to say something but I interrupted him.
"I'm going Stefan. I haven't seen him in weeks. I have to see how he's doing. I'll take Elena's car, stay no longer than ten minutes, then I'll come straight back. Okay?" Stef still seemed hesitant, but I crossed my arms over my chest, giving my "you can't change my mind" look. He sighed and nodded.
"Alright Elena, I'll be right back." She nodded, handing me her keys.
"Don't say I didn't warn you Sum." Stefan commented, while we walked down the stairs and out the house. "What Damon's doing…it's not pretty."
Thanks for giving me a clue Mr. Overprotective, I scoffed in my mind.
"Stef, I'm sure I can handle it."
*SDBR*
Music was playing loudly when Stefan led me to into the parlor. As soon as I stepped in, I saw a bunch, of drunk, giggly, half-naked girls dancing around with bite marks…just about everywhere.
What…the hell?
I finally saw Damon in the middle of the parlor feeding on one of the girls. Stefan turned on the light, forcing Damon to look up.
"No…Buzzkill Bob." I heard him whine. "Greetings."
"Can we talk?" Stef asked Damon.
"Yeah."
"Without the…tri-delts." Ah…sorority girls…why am I not surprised?
"Anything you have to say to me, you can say in front of them. They're really good at keeping secrets." He smirked. Oh brother. He let go of the girl and stepped over to me, with that damn smirk still on his face.
"Summer, my sexy gold-eyed goddess." He turned me around, my back against his muscular chest. His 'just about' naked chest. I'd be so much more into this…you know, if he wasn't drunk.
"Damon, I see you're doing…fine."
"Mm, I am now that you're here. You're looking lovely today."He whispered huskily in my ear. Oh God, I could smell the alcohol all over him. And he smells like a damn liquor store!
"I would say thanks but…you're drunk so you probably won't remember anyway." I said, looking at him.
"I would remember anything that has to do with you." He smirked.
"You're too kind." I said sarcastically.
"I know. Why don't you join us? Have a few drinks, strip off a few layers." He tried to say seductively, his face buried his chin my neck, holding me closer. Again, I'd be way more into this if it wasn't for his current state. I took Damon's hand and unwrapped myself from his intoxicated grasp.
"As fun as that sounds Damon, I think I'm gonna…head out." I told him, pointing to the exit.
"Aw don't leave, it was just getting fun." He walked over to me, leaning his face closer to mine, smirking of course. I swear that smirk is glued to his face! I froze when I noticed how close Damon's face was to mine…but it went away immediately after I smelled his breath.
"Okay, tip for the day, lay off the drinks loverboy." I said pushing his face away from mine with my hand. He pouted and took another drink of his bourbon. Well, I knew he wasn't gonna listen to me…
"Stef, you were right I can't handle…him and I gotta leave you here buddy; head back over to Elena's. But…I'll see you around." I waved to Stef as I left the room and out of the mansion.
*SDBR*
Damon watched Summer leave, shaking his head with a small laugh and turned back to his worrisome younger brother.
"You're worried about me, that's nice. Don't be, there's no need I'm fine! Why wouldn't I be? I spent the last 145 years with one goal: get into that tomb. I succeeded. Granted, Katherine wasn't in there to be rescued but why dwell? You know it's so liberating, not having a master plan, because I can do whatever the hell I want! Who knows, maybe now that Katharine's out of the way, Summer and I can have a future." He smirked at Stefan.
"That's…what I'm afraid of." Stefan said.
"Relax, I haven't killed anyone in…too long. And Summer will definitely not be next, she's too much fun to have around."
"And…those girls?"
"Will end up back in their dorms, with headaches. Think they blacked out. Business as usual. But predictable you didn't pull me over here for a pep talk. So, drink up, spill it brother."
Stefan thought about how to ask Damon the question about Isobel. He hesitated for a moment, afraid of what the answer might be. And if it turned out that Alaric's Isobel was indeed Elena's birth mother, then it would be even worse.
"There was a woman, you may have known a few years back, named Isobel in North Carolina at Duke."
"You want to discuss the women of my past right now? Seriously?" Damon asked.
"You killed her."
"What's your point?" Damon asked carelessly.
"I just- I just wanna know if you remember anything about her."
"Oh it's like a needle in a haystack, Stefan."
"Well, think hard, it's important." Damon grabbed his brother's shoulder, bringing him closer and whispered, "Nothing is important. Not anymore."
He patted Stefan's shoulder gently.
"Great chat. I have to exploit some women in the name of grief, which I'm sure you understand." Damon stepped away from Stefan and began to walk back toward the girls.
"'TTFN' said the tri-delt." Damon turned back and smirked at his brother, chuckling softly.
*SDBR*
Elena drove up to Trudie Peterson's supposed home and turned off the car. She took a minute to stare at the house and I put my hand over hers in comfort.
"It's okay 'Lena. I'll be right there with you." I spoke softly.
"I'm just a bit nervous." She said to me. Seriously, who wouldn't? I couldn't help but feel nervous for her. I'm sure my nervousness wasn't as bad as hers, but it was just as bad!
"Elena, anyone in your position would be nervous. You just gotta take the next step and get to the door." I got out of the car and scurried over to the driver's side, opening Elena's door for her. She stepped out and I linked our arms together as we stepped to the door. I looked to Elena as she hesitated to knock on the door. I patted her shoulder.
"Go ahead 'Lena." She nodded and knocked on the door. Just a moment after, a lady with short, blonde hair answered the door. I could feel Elena's anxiety.
"Trudie? Trudie Peterson?" Elena asked nervously.
"Yes."
"Uh, my name is Elena Gilbert and this is my friend Summer. I wanted to talk to you about Isobel Flemming."
"Well, I haven't heard that name in years. How do you know her?" I turned to Elena, who seemed to be wondering how to form the question in her head instead of saying something like, "I'm the baby she gave away."
"I think that um…Do you know if she gave a baby up for adoption?" Well, that was a better way to put it. Trudie looked at Elena for a moment, surprised.
"My God, you're her daughter." She said smiling. "I was just about to make some tea, would you girls like some?"
I smiled politely as Elena answered, "Sure."
"Um the kitchen's this way." Trudie pointed into her house. She smiled…but I could tell it wasn't genuine. It seemed a bit…worried? I saw a bit of the worry go away when Elena walked into the house and I walked in behind her. Was something deeper going on here?
I shook off my paranoid thoughts and took my jacket off.
"I wasn't gonna come. I didn't think I was but I was driving and I hit this stoplight, and it made me think about when I was learning how to drive and then my mom would always warn me about this blind turn on the left-hand side, and then I was thinking about my mom and-
Okay, she's starting to rant! I put my hand on Elena's shoulder to internally signal to her that she was talking WAY too much. She finally paused and looked back at Trudie.
"I had your address, I'm sorry for barging in." She apologized.
"It's no problem." She responded. She led us to the table so we could sit down. "Just a surprise though. I haven't thought about Isobel in years."
"When was the last time you saw her?"
"About 17 years ago, when she left to have you. We kept in touch for a while, but well you know, people drift apart."
"You…don't know where she ended up?" I spoke up.
"She was in Florida for a while, she was on her own. I know it wasn't easy."
"Do you have any idea who my father is?" Elena asked her. Ooh, good question Elena!
"I could never get her to fess up." I noticed Trudie's hesitation before she answered. I was starting to get more suspicious of her. Something just didn't seem right…
"Anyway, she finally pulled it together, got into college on a scholarship." Elena smiled at the sound of that.
"Where did she go?"
"Somewhere in North Carolina…Duke I think. Smart girl, smart school." The tea kettle bgan to whistle loudly. "Let me just grab that."
I also noticed that Trudie took a while taking the whistling pot off the stove and bringing us our tea. Wow, I'm noticing everything today…
Trudie took out her high school yearbook and began telling us out her cheerleading days with Isobel.
"Ah, they came to the games for us. The football team hadn't won in years. We were the stars, well Izzie was but I was a damn good backup." Elena and I laughed.
"This is great, thank you."
"Your welcome." Trudie peered down at the table. Suspiciously… "You girls haven't touched your tea."
Why was she so worried about us drinking our tea?
"Oh yeah." Elena muttered, handing me my cup. I drank some, but I noticed a strange after taste. I peeked over at Elena who seemed to notice the same. I sniffed the cup. Herbs?
"What is this?" I asked her.
"Oh just an herbal mixture," She said without looking at me. Okay suspicious radar is going off like crazy now!
"You mean vervain?" I asked harshly. She stopped and slowly looked up at me.
"You know."
"Know what?" She asked innocently. Oh don't play the stupid role now!
"Why didn't I see it before? You didn't invite us in and you're serving us vervain tea, you know." I looked over at Elena who seemed to be noticing the signs too and looked up at Trudie.
"I think that you two should probably leave." She said, standing up from the table.
"Wait, what are you not telling us?" Elena asked her.
"Please leave." She insisted. Elena and I continued to stare up at her. Is this lady bipolar or something? "Now."
Elena and I stood up from the table and grabbed our jackets from the back of our chairs. Every now and then, I would look back at Trudie who eyed us like she was waiting for us to get out the door. I put my jacket back on as we walked out the door.
"Okay that was super weird. But it's my fault. I knew there was something strange about her and I just continued to ignore the signs." I ranted angrily as we walked up to the car. Before I got in, I noticed a man standing in the middle of the street about ten feet away from the car.
Okay is this whole street surrounded by weird people?
I stared at him as he did back at me. And I wasn't the only one who noticed when I looked over to Elena who stared at him as well. We eyed each other, both with the same thought as we quickly got into the car and drove away
*SDBR*
Elena drove up to my house and parked so I could get out.
"Thanks for going with me Sum." I smiled at my best friend. Did she think I wouldn't?
"No pron 'Lena. What're you about to do?" I asked her.
"I guess I'll just head home for a while, try to get in touch with Stefan." I nodded. "What about you?"
"I'm gonna change real quick, make myself some food, maybe take a nap." Elena laughed. "I don't know, whichever comes first."
"Okay, I'll see you later."
"See ya." I got out the car and headed inside the house where I threw off my jacket and ran to my room to change. Looking through my closet for a while, I finally decided on my off the shoulder white sweater with a peace sign covering it, some regular black skinnies and my white Keds. I plopped onto my bed, internally deciding to take a nap when my doorbell rang.
Well that didn't last long…
I opened the door and saw Uncle Ric standing on my porch,
"Uncle Ric!"
"Sorry I came without notice, you were, just the first person I thought of and-
"No no, it's okay. Come on in!" Uncle Ric came in and sat down on the couch.
"What's on your mind?" I asked curiously.
"It's about my wife, Isobel." I froze when I heard her name. Oh boy…
"What about her?"
"Don't play dumb Summer. You're Elena's best friend; I know you know her birth mother's name is Isobel."
"Well of course I knew that. But…do you think that they're the same Isobel?"
"I know they are. I talked to Jenna earlier and she showed me a picture of my wife and said that was Elena's mother." Oh…shit. I was speechless. It seemed like such a coincidence that my Uncle Ric's wife was Elena's real mom. Did that make them…related in way?
"She never told me she had a daughter. I just…don't know how to feel about this."
"How did you think you should feel about this Ric?" He shrugged.
"I don't know, I-
"I'll tell you what. Right about now, you're feeling a bit upset, maybe even angry but you're trying not to because your wife is…gone. You may even feel a…connection to Elena, which is normal. Your wife is her mother. It's okay to feel that way. You and Elena will get through it slowly , but surely." I put my hand over his. He looked at me for a moment and smiled.
"You know, there are times when I look at you and I see your mother." I perked up at the sound of that.
"Really?"
"You're just like her. Smart, beautiful, caring. She would be so proud of you now. You're growing to be a responsible young woman Summer." I felt tears well up in my eyes. No one but my dad had given me compliments about me being like Mom. "Your dad would be proud too."
"Thanks Uncle Ric, that means a lot." I said as I hugged my play uncle.
"Thank you Summer; for making me feel better than I did just a little while ago." I smiled and nodded to him. "Well I should get going. Got…papers to grade."
"Good luck with that." I said, walking him to the door.
"I'll see you…later. You going to the fundraiser tonight?" He asked.
"Yeah I guess I'll probably just go with Elena. You'll be there?"
"Sort of. I'm actually…in it."
"Great. Now I have to watch someone who is like a father to me get auctioned off like a piece of meat." He laughed. "Yeah, good luck with that!"
"Thanks." He said glumly, walking back to his car.
"See ya!" I went to grab my purse and jacket and was about to head out the door myself, when my cellphone started to ring.
I took it out my purse and saw Tyler flashing on the screen.
"Hello?"
"Hey you…"
"Hey Ty, what's up?"
"Nothing much, how 'bout you?"
"Eh, same. Did you…call me for a specific reason?"
"Well, yeah. I was wondering if you wanted to go to lunch…with me."
Ooh, lunch…with my ex…yeah. I did say everything was cool between us, but still…things could get awkward.
Good thing I have plans!
"Sorry Ty, I have plans with Elena. Rain check?"
"I'll hold you to it."
I hung up with Ty and got in the car, heading to the boarding house.
*SDBR*
"Stef?" I called, walking through the huge house. No one was downstairs so I checked upstairs in every room. "Stefan? Elena?"
"Better…" Oh God, that's not Stefan. I turned and looked at Damon. A shirtless Damon. A shirtless Damon with messed up hair. It looked like sex hair and yet it only made him look hotter than he already looked. Oh boy…I tried not to stare at his…beautiful chest. "Me."
"Wow, you look-
"Dashing? Gorgeous?" He said as he sauntered over to me. "Irresistible?"
"Wasted. You look very wasted. Ugh, you smell wasted too." I said waving my hand by my nose. Damon shrugged.
"No reason why. Do you know that I am one of Mystic Falls' most eligible bachelors?"He asked me.
"Oh are you?"
"Yep. So are you coming tonight? Buying a ticket for the fundraiser? Who knows…you might get lucky." He smirked.
"Oh and getting you is lucky?" I teased.
"Ouch, you're feisty today." I observed Damon as he picked out a shirt. Black, of course. He looked better than he did earlier, but I couldn't help but still feel worried about him. I mean…the girl he was looking for, for 145 years, never cared about him. It was heartbreaking to deal with weeks ago…and in some way…seeing him like this just made me feel the way I did back then.
"You know I meant to ask earlier, but I got a bit…distracted…how are you doing Damon?"
"Never better." He said, putting on the shirt in front of a mirror. He looked at me for a moment through the mirror, before trying to button up his shirt. "What can I do for ya? I'm a…barrel of favors today. It's my newfound purpose…how can I help people…"
"I was just looking for Elena and Stefan, I thought they were here but apparently…I was wrong." Damon turned to me.
"Help a guy out will ya?" He tried buttoning up his shirt. "I can't…get this..."
Oh poor drunk Damon…so helpless…
I rolled my eyes and smiled, walking over to him to help him with his shirt. He smirked down at me.
"What?" I asked him, laughing.
"You're buttoning my shirt." Thank you Captain Obvious!
"…Yeah…and?" I hesitated.
"Oh nothing. I was just thinking how this would be…if you were taking it off…"
And drunk, horny Damon is back. Just when I thought I saw enough of him this morning…
I noticed him looking down at my chest, smirking some more.
"Eyes up here Salvatore." I said bringing his eyes up to mine.
"Can't help that I have a sexy girl in front of me." I scoffed and looked up at his smirking face before going back to buttoning his shirt.
"Shut up and hold still."
"Yes ma'am." He said seductively.
"Damon-
"Alright, sorry. What were you up to today?"
"Well, after seeing you and your little…Sorority party, I went with Elena to find out about her birth mother, talked to Uncle Ric, and Tyler called me-
"Ugh, who cares?" Damon interrupted. I gave him a hard glare. Didn't need to be rude.
"He cheated on you, he sucks," My glare softened as Damon said those words. He seemed to gaze back at me and I felt his hand touch my cheek. What…was he doing?
"I wasn't lying when said you looked lovely today." He said softly. Seriously, what was he doing? Why was he being…not Damon-like? The Damon I knew never said things like this except if he was being perverted or trying to get in my pants.
But this Damon…
This Damon actually sounded…genuine.
"That's sweet, thank you." I said with a small smile.
"You're welcome."
"I've…never seen this side of you Damon."
"I have my moments. Hope you enjoyed it, who knows when you'll see it again." I laughed. "So…are you and Lockwood getting back together?"
Whoa, where did that come from?
"Uh…I don't feel comfortable talk about my private life with you." I blurted out nervously.
"Is that a yes?"
"No!" I squealed.
"Good. Because…now that Katharine's out of the picture, who says you and I don't have a future…" He smirked. Say what?
"Um, I do. I don't see…us happening anytime soon Damon."
"Why not? I mean, you're gorgeous, I'm gorgeous…sounds like a match made in heaven."
"You are so full of yourself!"
"I'd love to be full of you-
"Damon!"
"Oh stop being prude. We both know you'd love to be full of me."
"Your confidence is making you delusional Salvatore."
"Oh is it?"
"Yep." I popped the p, while poking his nose childishly. He grabbed my wrist and brought me closer to him.
"Personal space Damon." I put my hand on his…still bare chest. I couldn't help but stare more. Oh God was good to Damon…
"Like what you see sunshine?" He smirked. Shit, he noticed my staring!
"Uh…um…I-
"What's…going on?" I immediately moved away from Damon as I turned to Elena and Stefan, who stared at us confused.
"I was just…helping him with his shirt." I tried explaining.
"Ugh, I need a bigger jacket. You know, an occasional sorority girl might um, you know, help fill you out a bit." Damon began buttoning his shirt and smirked at me as he walked out the door.
He was fine the whole time!
"That sneaky bastard!" I hissed.
"He's Damon." Stefan shrugged.
"Anyway, changing the subject of your obnoxious asshole of a brother, did Elena tell you about Moody Trudie?"
"Moody Trudie?" Stefan smiled, on the verge of laughing.
"Yeah, her name is Trudie and she was…weird and moody." I laughed.
"Yes she did. But I was just telling her that I need you two to hold off on talking to Alaric about the Isobel thing."
"I already talked to Alaric."
"You did?" Elena asked, surprised.
"What-What did he say?" Stefan asked.
"Well actually he came to me. He's avoiding you Elena because he feels a certain connection to you and…although Isobel's gone he feels betrayed by her. I mean technically, you guys are family. Your mom is his wife doesn't that make him your…stepdad or something?"
"I guess." I shrugged.
"Well…"
''Can you hold off on talking more about the matter?"
"Why?"
"He thinks she might've been killed by a vampire. It's…a bit difficult to explain. Can you just do this for me?" Hm… Stef hiding something? Or is that just the paranoia happening again? I looked at Elena who shrugged.
"Yeah, sure Stef. Whatever you say…"
*SDBR*
I stepped into the Mystic Grill with Elena and Stefan, and I looked around and saw the men standing on the stage. I noticed Alaric standing next to Damon, who unfortunately, noticed me. He waved at me with a smirk and I just smirked back.
"Summer, dear. Nice to see you." I turned and saw Carol Lockwood walking towards me with a smile.
"Hi Carol, nice to see you too." She hugged me tightly and held my cheeks, scanning my face.
"Aw, you're so beautiful. It's a shame you and Tyler didn't work out." I gave a small smile. Carol always liked when me and Tyler were together. I'm sure that she was pretty disappointed when Tyler told her we broke up; pretty sure he didn't include the cheating thing either.
"I know. I'm sorry too. And I know you were rooting for us."
"I was going to make you my daughter-in-law." She said disappointedly. "Maybe there's a chance you will work it out." Yeah…I don't see that happening.
"Maybe."
"Well, I gotta get up there." She walked up to the stage as I sat down with Elena and Jenna. The ladies began crowding around, giggling as they observed the auction.
*SDBR*
"And what do you do Bachelor #3?" Carol Lockwood asked.
"Yeah, I'm a plumber." He spoke in the microphone.
"Well isn't that wonderful?" Carol seemed to ask sarcastically. "We could always use more plumbers. Moving on. #4, 'Alaric Saltzman.'" My ears popped up as I heard my uncle's name. Now, time to pay attention.
"Wow that's quite a mouthful. What do you do Alaric?"
"I'm a teacher at Mystic Falls High." He said with a fake smile. I laughed; Uncle Ric really doesn't wanna be up there.
"Oh, beauty and brains ladies. This one's a keeper. What do you teach?" Carol asked him.
"History."
"History, oh. Well give us a fun fact about Mystic Falls, something crazy." She held the microphone closer to Ric, who seemed to glance over at Damon before trying to answer.
"Uh, well…" He mumbled. Thanks Carol for embarrassing poor Ric!
"He's probably saving the best stories for his date. And last but not least, Damon Salvatore." They would have to put him last. I can feel his ego boosting from the table! "We don't have that much on you."
"Well I'm tough to fit on a card." Oh don't make me throw up…
"Do you have any hobbies? Like to travel?" Carol asked him.
"Oh yeah. L.A., New York, couple of years ago I was in North Carolina. Near the Duke campus actually." Why's he bringing this up? "I think-I think Alaric went there. Didn't you Rick?"
Okay, what the hell is Damon doing?
"Yeah cause I- I know your wife did." Oh no. "I had a drink with her once. She was- she was a great girl, I ever tell you that? She was…delicious." No no no! This cannot be happening! This shouldn't be happening!
He. Killed. Elena's birth mother.
That asshole! How could he? How could he do that to Elena and Ric?
I turned to Elena who had the same shocked face as I did. She got up from the table.
"Are you ok?" Auntie J asked her.
"I just need some air." And she walked out. I looked over at Jenna who looked at me warily.
"And…I'll go check on her." I walked out of the grill and saw Stef talking to Elena.
"Damon killed Isobel?!" I asked Stefan.
"I know, I'm sorry. I was going to tell you guys but I just- I wanted to know more." Just when I thought he was changing and I actually felt sorry for the bastard!
"I actually felt bad for him Stef, I felt bad! I'm so stupid; I fell for his little pity party!" I ranted, I was mad as hell. And she wasn't even my mother!
"No, you're not Summer. He doesn't know about the connection to Elena. I thought about confronting him , but he's already on edge." Stef told me. Why was Stefan protecting him? I mean yeah that's his brother and all, but come on! He killed Elena's birth mom!
"Don't defend him Stef!" I said.
"Why are you protecting him?" Elena asked him.
"Because you guys aren't the only ones who thought he could change." Well that's true. Stef's been waiting for over a century. I looked over his shoulder and saw the 'stranger danger' guy who was staring at us when we left Trudie's.
"'Lena…it's the guy from earlier! From Trudie's." I whispered. She and Stefan looked over at him…and he was still staring right at us.
"Get back inside. Both of you." Stefan told us as I began to walk back in the Mystic Grill. As I walked inside I accidentally crashed into a chest. I just crashed into the one guy-well, vampire- that I wanted to punch in the face.
"Whoa, easy there. Buy a ticket like everyone else." Damon said with that stupid ass smirk. I glared as hard as I could at him as Elena stepped up to my side, crossed her arms like mine were and gave Damon the same glare.
"Did you enjoy that? Rubbing it into Alaric Saltzman?" She asked Damon.
"What?" He said.
"Just when I thought you weren't a complete ass…" I said.
"Summer, Elena." Stef warned.
"Am I missing something here?" Damon asked his brother.
"Remember when I told you I went with Elena to find out about her birth mother?" I hissed at him.
"Mmhm." He said with a crooked smile.
"Her name was Isobel." Elena said harshly. I watched as Damon's smile faded immediately from his face and was replaced with a look that was mixed between confusion and sadness. "Go ahead. Reminisce about how you killed her."
Elena stomped away and Damon was speechless as he watched her. I shook my head in disappointment as his eyes went back to me.
"Summer-
"No Damon." I said putting my hand up. His eyes grew sadder as he kept scanning my face, but I was far too angry to fall for his little sad act. "Nothing you can say can make what you did okay."
"I know but-
"No, no you don't know. You think you can get away with anything when it comes to me. You think I'm just gonna look into your eyes and suddenly feel sorry for you and forget why I'm angry. Is that what you've been doing this whole time? This morning? This afternoon? A couple weeks back with the Katherine thing?"
"You know that's not true-
"No actually, I don't. I don't know how anything is when it comes to you. You need to think before you act Damon. The only reason you feel bad is because you found out she was Elena's mom. Maybe next time you'll pay more attention to who you kill." I walked away without another word.
*SDBR*
After a while of comforting Elena, I left Stefan to finish up. It'd been a long day and I was exhausted. I walked into the house and into my room, taking off my clothes and throwing them anywhere. I got into my PJs and plopped onto my wonderfully soft bed as I fell fast asleep.
AND CHAPPIE 12! I hope you guys enjoyed the Dammer/ Dummer moments in this chapter! I know I enjoyed writing them! Okay, so I will tell you that next chapter will be AU only because it's Summer's birthday! Then we'll get back to Season 1. I thought that since Elena's birthday is in Season 3 and I have so much planned for Season 2, I had to add Summer's birthday in here somewhere! Hope to update soon!
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