Ok, so I sat myself down and cranked this chapter out...under the influence of David Bowie in Labyrinth ha ha lol I've been watching that movie all day lol. Anyway, I'm not going to spoil anything because at the end y'all might be mad, but it's not the end! Far from it! Just trust me :o) I promise everything will turn out!
Take a deep breath before you start reading cause ya might need it ;)
-BeachVamp ;p
Chapter 21: The Perfect Mistake
Songs: The Perfect Mistake by Cartel, Open Your Eyes by Snow Patrol, Holding out for a Hero by Frou Frou, Wasteland by 10 Years
I woke up the next morning and heard rummaging through the kitchen. I walked down the steps in my shorts and huge t-shirt. It was a habit to wearing huge t-shirts that belonged to my dad. They were just so comfy to sleep in and it made me giggle when people couldn't tell if I had shorts on or not.
Edward looked up at me when I entered the kitchen. He was rearranging the kitchen and I figured he was bored.
"Bored much?" I wondered with a smirk.
"Yeah, I just needed something to do. I was going to wake you up, but I decided not to because it wouldn't be right," Edward said in a shy manner.
"You could have if you wanted to. It doesn't matter," I said with a shrug.
"I'll keep that in mind," Edward said with a grin.
I sat down on the couch and turned on cartoons. Edward joined me after a while and I came up with an idea.
"Why don't we go to the movies?" I suggested.
"That would be something I'm interested in," Edward said with a shrug.
"Great! Then, we'll have to see what movies are playing and what times," I said, almost screamed.
Before I did anything, I went to the fridge to get my blood. Without Damon's permission, I stocked his fridge full of blood from the hospital. It was the only way I let him keep a room for me. When I drained about two bags of the blood, I put the empties in the trash and sat back down on the couch. Edward sat down next to me and gazed at me as I watched TV. He touched my cheek and turned my face toward him. Edward kissed me and I kissed him back. He leaned me back and we were kissing still, me underneath his weight. The phone rang and Edward reached over to grab it. He gazed at me as he listened to the phone.
"Alright, I'll tell her," Edward said and hung up.
Edward kissed me and I sat up on the couch. He sighed and sat back against the couch with his eyes closed.
"Who was on the phone?" I wondered, inching closer to Edward.
"It was Damon. He said he'd be gone longer than he thought and to tell you that he called. He'll call you on your cell phone in a little bit," Edward said.
"I'm sorry," I apologized.
"It's not your fault. It's mine for not telling you I felt this way sooner. I love you, Lexi," Edward said and kissed me once again.
"All I can think is about what Damon's going to say, but I don't care. Deep down, I know I love you too. I'm just scared of what will happen," I said and rested my head on Edward's shoulder.
"Nothing bad will happen, Lexi. I promise that if Damon gets angry, I'll make sure he blames it on me," Edward assured me and I could tell he wasn't lying.
"I won't let you take the fall for it all," I countered.
"If Damon figures it was you who started the whole thing, he'll rip your head off. He'll think you led him on," Edward explained.
"I'm pretty good at explaining myself, thank you very much. I think I can tell Damon what happened without him getting angry at me," I assured Edward.
"Alright," Edward agreed and kissed my forehead.
I was rummaging through the kitchen, getting rid of some normal food Damon had when I found one of Miles' favorite types of cooking pots. It made me tear up and out of nowhere, Edward handed me a tissue. I wiped my eyes and nose and threw the tissue away, still cleaning. My cell phone rang in my room and I ran at my vampire speed to pick it up on the second ring.
"Hey Lex," Damon's voice said.
"Hey Damon, how are Stefan and Elena?" I wondered, not honestly caring.
"Collin isn't here, so I guess I scared him off. Just be careful in case he comes around because I won't be able to get back there in time," Damon explained.
"Don't worry, Edward is here and I can take care of myself," I assured Damon.
"That's not how it was last time," Damon argued.
"Last time Miles haunted the ground. The next time that bastard Tristan decides to show up I'm going to rip his damn head off," I growled and Damon chuckled.
"I'll call you in a few hours, but first I need to go talk to Stefan, but stay safe," Damon made me promise.
"I will," I promised and Damon hung up.
As I put my phone down, I realized I needed to change my clothes. I slipped into dark jeans, black socks, and a white tank top. My clothing style could be seen as goth, but I honestly didn't give a damn. Damon was the one influencing my style and he always wore boring colors. Sometimes, I could get him to wear navy blue, but that was just about the same shade as black.
Edward knocked on my door and I opened it. He hadn't explored Damon's house that much and I knew he hadn't even been in this room.
"What's up?" I wondered as I poked my head through the door.
"I was just making sure you were alright. I'm going to go out to hunt. Do you want to come?" Edward inquired.
"Nah, I just had my breakfast out of the fridge. It saves me energy," I said with a grin.
"Alright, but stay safe please," Edward begged.
"I'll lock all the doors and won't answer the door for strangers," I said like a small child.
I looked up at Edward and he chuckled as he kissed my forehead before leaving. Finally, I had the house to myself. I walked into Damon's room and found the curtains closed and the only colors I could see were black and black. I made my way toward Damon's closet and found his shirts all hung up. His black tees smelled like him and I pulled on off the hanger, slipping it over my tank top. It was too big, as I figured, but it made me think of Damon. Could I really do this to Edward and Damon? Why couldn't I choose between them? Why did I have to be so stupid? I'd known both of them the same amount of time and it was too difficult to choose.
Giving up, I walked down the steps and wanted to watch a movie. I found Labyrinth with David Bowie and it made me laugh. Damon had this movie in his collection? Why in the hell would he have it? Anyway, I popped it in the DVD player and began watching it. To be honest, it was a total waste of time. It was so sweet that the Goblin King guy liked the girl and he tried to kill her, but I guess that's what you call unrequited love, right? If it were me, I'd let the King have the baby, but I'm selfish and I don't have a sibling three times younger than me. Also, he needed longer shirts or he needed to untuck his shirts because they looked too weird to me.
Edward came in during the part where the ball was happening. I hated the song and wanted to flip it, but Edward was laughing.
"Are you seriously watching that?" Edward wondered.
"Yes, but it was only because I was bored," I defended.
"And you think David Bowie is a hot guy, don't you?" Edward assumed.
"Eww, that's truly disgusting! He really needs to wear longer shirts and cut his hair. It's too ridiculous," I grumbled.
"Yeah, that guy is crazy," Edward agreed.
"Honestly, it's really gross because she's like thirteen and he's around thirty or something. It makes me want to gag," I explained further.
"I know what you mean," Edward said with a smile.
"Okay, anyway, so how was your hunting?" I inquired, getting off the subject of the movie.
"I'm full if that's what you're wondering," Edward answered with a contempt smile.
"That's good," I replied with a grin.
"Why don't I watch this with you since it's close to being over and I'm bored as well," Edward suggested.
"Sounds good," I said and Edward sat down next to me.
"Maybe we should just stay here the whole day and not go to a movie. I think Damon has plenty of movies and it can keep us entertained for a while," Edward suggested.
"Good idea," I agreed and rested my head on Edward's shoulder.
We watched so many movies, I lost track. Edward kept popping movies into the DVD player and once or twice, he surprised me with kid movies like Anastasia and Mulan, but he watched them like any other movie.
"How you turn my world, you precious thing, you starve and near exhaust me. Everything I've done, I've done for you. I move the stars for no one. You've run so long, you've run so far. Your eyes can be so cruel, just as I can be so cruel. Though I do believe in you. Yes, I do, live without your sunlight, love without your heartbeat. I can't live within you," I mumbled and Edward grinned.
"I guess that song's stuck in your head," Edward assumed.
"It just makes me think of Damon," I said with a shrug.
"It does make sense," Edward agreed, "What song would you choose for me from that movie?"
"Hmmm I think…As the World Falls Down," I said with a teasing smile.
"That song sucks though," Edward argued.
"Would you rather have the last song?" I threatened.
"Umm, not really," Edward said and I giggled.
"So, what other movies would you like to watch?" I wondered.
"I'm not exactly sure, but I could rummage through the cabinent and we could decide when I gather the rest of them up," Edward suggested.
"Hey, what time is it?" I wondered.
"It's around nine," Edward said, looking at me with concern, "Why?"
"Well, Damon said he'd call me in a couple of hours and he didn't. I mean, he last called me at three and well, it's been plenty of time," I explained.
"Why don't you try to reach him? Maybe he forgot," Edward suggested and I started dialing Damon's number on my phone.
The only thing I got was his machine. I called about five times and Damon didn't answer. Edward looked at me curiously and I threw my phone at the carpet in frustration.
"What's wrong?" Edward demanded.
"I can't reach Damon on his phone," I pouted.
"Here, hand me my cell. I'll see if I can reach him on mine," Edward said and dialed Damon's number.
After a few tries, Edward put his cell phone down and shook his head. He hadn't been able to reach Damon either.
"Hey, I have an idea," I realized, "I'll call Stefan and ask him. He always seems to answer him phone."
I dialed Stefan's number and he answered after it rang three times.
"Stefan, please tell me you know where Damon is. I've been trying to call him for about an hour. Why isn't he answering his phone?" I demanded and I could hear Stefan sigh.
"I was just about to call you. The reason Damon didn't answer is phone is because he's…well, Collin came to the house and Damon tried to protect Elena, but Collin cut through Damon. He's dead, Lexi," Stefan explained and I gasped.
"How could he have died?! Damon can't die. He-he…oh my god," I cried and hugged my knees to my chest as Edward took the phone out of my hand.
Not thinking, I ran out of the house and went to the woods. I had to find the closest human as possible. My stomach couldn't bear it. Edward was talking on the phone with Stefan and I felt like my world just ended and there was nothing left for me. Of course, I had Edward, but I really wanted Damon.
I stood up and took deep, short breaths. Wiping my mouth of the blood, I walked a few steps before I fell again. Edward helped me up and I let him help me to my room. I'd just killed an innocent human and tears stung in my eyes. Damon's death just struck me to my core and Edward told me Stefan would come by soon.
"You're going to be alright," Edward assured me as he walked me to my room.
"I can't…I won't be alright. Damon was the only solid thing in my life and now he's gone," I cried, tears staining my cheeks.
"Please don't cry. Damon wouldn't want it," Edward begged, "I don't want it either."
This had ruined my life. It was my fault for not going with Damon. It was the perfect mistake to do. It was my fault. I'd killed Damon.
*Ducking to avoid flying objects* Yes, I'm a horrible person. I killed off Mister Salvatore and Lexi is with another man! :o( It hurt me too cause he is just too hot! The next chapter will be better, I promise! Despite everything I put you through...please review! Give me your thoughts and what you want to happen (of course I know "bring Damon back!" is one of the options) just wait I have an idea with this lol
DISCLAIMER! I do NOT own Labyrinth, David Bowie, or The Vampire Diaries (but I wish I did!) (u can keep David Bowie and his odd hair and pants ha, but I mean no disrespect to anyone who likes the movie...I do too, but I'm not fawning over Mr. Bowie) :o) :o) :o) :o) ;o) :o) :o) :o) :o) :o)