Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Diaries, but I do own the awesome Tru Camilla-Davis.
Behind The Gray
Chapter 18: Words Will Always Hurt
P.S. A strickly Tru chapter so none of that boring Elena junk. =)
I awaken to an empty bed, again, I sighed, this would be the second time since the whole tomb fiasco where he's done that, when will I learn, well at least we didn't have sex . . . I have some sort of dignity left. I got out of bed and took a quick shower, I slipped on my favorite black skinny jeans, a Ramone's v white neck, and my gray chucks. I decided to change it up today so I blow dried my hair and straighten it. I was plugging off my straightener, when a familiar feeling started, I was pulled into yet another vision, these things were boring me now.
"Jeez, you scared me", a hiker smiled. "Do you know what day it is?" A man in tattered, old fashioned clothes asked. "It's Saturday", the hiker replied. "And what year?" the man asked.
"It's 2010" the hiker spoke confused at the mans question, "Are you okay? . . . what's your name?"
"It's Harper, sir", the man in the tattered closed spoke. "How did you get out here? And why are you dressed like that", the hiker asked. "You seem like a very nice person, I am sorry", Harper told the man.
"Sorry for what?" he asked. The man blurred in front of the hiker, attacking him, ripping into his neck and draining him completely of his blood.
Oh, crap another Vampire . . . shit . . .the clothes a tomb vampire. What should I do, I mean my damn visions aren't always so reliable one minute it could be the future the next it could be the past. I set aside my thoughts, I was done with tomb problems for a while, I needed to go check up on Damon, but just in case, I checked under my sink and took out two water pistols, I filled out one with water and the other with Vervain mix.
I walked to the Boarding house yet again, I really need a damn car, or at least a scooter. I finally reached in, I walked through the house, as music was blasting out, I could hear the girls giggling. Damn what have I gotten myself into.
I stepped into the library and froze at the scene, it was like an orgy, half naked sorority girls passed out, and giving Damon lap dances. "Well, isn't this a pretty sight", I muttered to get Damon's attention. I walked towards him, stepping over a passed out sorority chick on the floor. "Well, isn't it my little Vampire hunter", he smirked pulling his lips from one of the girls throat. "Well I would come closer, but I fear I might contract an STD", I said as sorority girl tried grinding on me.
"Well, this is your ten a.m. wake up call", I smiled sweetly pulling out my water gun, I started spraying the girls, and I received the reaction I wanted once they all started squealing and huddling in the corner. "Well, you're no fun", he muttered. "Yeah, and you're a little old to have a midlife crisis . . . now get your stuff ready, were going out", I told him.
"Sorry to burst your bubble but I don't feel like it", he said walking closer to me, "fine suit yourself", I said pulling out my vervain water gun and started squirting at him. "Ummm . . . water . . . what am I a dog", he said, hmm how odd, I guess I have the wrong one. "Wait a sec", I said switching water pistals, "perfect", I muttered as the vervain burned him, "ahh what the heck", he yelled out.
"Bad, Damon, Bad", I scolded, "Apologize to the poor sluts", I commanded, continuing to squirt him, "You're insane you know that", he muttered blurring across the room, "well, I have heard that, but you Damon, need a serious wake up call, you can't just keep on pouting, the bitch lied to you, now get over it", I yelled out. "And why should I listen to you?" he asked, "Because I care about you enough, not let you waist away your wonder years", I muttered.
"I mean look at you, dried blood on your shirt . . . crusty whatever that is on your chin, very disgusting", I pointed out. "I'm just worried about you", I added. "Well that's nice, don't be, I'm fine . . ." he grinned as he blurred out in front of me. "Says the man that's been wearing the same clothes for days now", I added. "I'm fine", he groaned, "lie", I announced. "Why wouldn't I be? You know, I spent the last 145 years with one goal, get in that tomb, I succeeded, granted Katherine wasn't in there to be rescued, but why dwell? No, it's so liberating not having a master plan, because I can do whatever the hell I want", he said pulling me closer to him.
"Well, that's the biggest load of crap I have ever heard", I said shaking my head. "You don't know me, so don't judge", he replied rolling his eyes. "Oh, please Damon, are you really giving me that crap", I rolled my eyes, "Yes, I don't need your help, so be gone", he said trying to shoo me off. "oh, please Damon, if that's true you wouldn't be in my room like clockwork every night", I said walking towards the bar and getting a glass of whiskey. I stared at the girls who were still in the corner listening into our conversation. " Please sweetie, don't flatter yourself, think of it as giving back, I was volunteering myself . . . you know I do have to help the pathetic", he smirked. What did he just say, I gulped down the glass, not caring about the burning after taste. "You better watch what you say, Salvatore", I hissed.
"Oh, come on Tru, you're pathetic, you're like a lost puppy dog, following me everywhere", he added, taking a gulp of whatever was in the bottle in his hand. "It's quite sickening, I just can't shake you off", he slurred. I didn't say anything; there was no comeback, no bitter remark, no wise crack. "What cat got your tongue, finally realized the only reason I even talked to you, was so you can help me open the tomb", he added, taking another gulp. There was a pressure in my chest, not allowing me to breath. I felt my eyes water up, his face change as he must have realized what he had said, but it was too late, I ran out of the library bumping into Stefan just outside the door, I couldn't bare to look at him, I just assumed he was listening into the conversation.
The walk towards the grill was a blur, I just remember walking up to the stool at the bar.
(Damon POV)
"Why did you say that?" Stefan hissed. "First of all she was the one, who came and disrupted my fun, so don't blame me", I said, feeling guilty for hurting her like that. "What do you want Stefan?" I asked, he clearly just came for one reason.
"There was a woman you may have known a few years back named Isobel in North Carolina at Duke", he tried jogging my memory, hmmm I remember that night clearly but I wasn't going to tell him that. "You want to discuss the woman in my past right now? Seriously?" I spat.
"You killed her", Stefan stated. "What's your point", I rolled my eyes. "I just want to know if you remembered anything about her", he shrugged. "Oh, it's like a needle in a haystack, Stefan", I replied.
"Well, think hard, it's important", he stated. "Nothing is important, not anymore, great chat, I have to go and exploit some women in the name of grief, if you're feeling really kind, send Tru back in, I can think of a lot of fun that I can have with her", I smirked walking back towards the college girls.
"Yeah, I don't think Tru is gonna forgive you easily", he said walking out of the room.
(Tru POV)
"Had a rough day", Matt said sitting down next to me, "Mattie, I feel like I haven't seen you in forever", I said embracing him in a hug. "Okay someone's had a little too much alcohol, I just talked to you like five minutes ago", he said. "Well, five minutes is an excruciating amount of time", I smirked talking a gulp of my Vodka soda.
"So what's got you so down in the dumps?" he asked taking a sip of my glass, "Men", I muttered finishing off my glass. "Bartender another Vodka Soda, minus the soda and double the Vodka", I yelled out. "How is it you always get drinks", he asked. "Well, Mattie, it could be my charm, lovable personality adorkability, just choose", I giggled, taking a sip of my freshly filled glass.
"So who is this guy that has broken your heart . . . don't tell me it's that Salvatore guy", he muttered, oh, yeah Mattie isn't a fan of the Salvatores . "Unfortunately yes, tragic, I know, but I guess it's my own fault I mean the guy is tragically hung up on his ex", I said spinning on my bar stool. "Well first of all the Tru I know would not be drinking away her sorrows", he smiled, "umm . . .what are you talking about that's my go to move", I chuckled. "yeah that's sounds right", he agreed. "So what's with the grill?" I asked referring to the decorations, "Bachelor charity auction", he answered.
"Oh, pieces of meat, being sold off to the highest buyer", I grinned chugging my drink, "something tells me, you're gonna make this interesting", he grinned, "well, Mattie I see you know me well", I smiled spinning faster on my bar stool, maybe I went to fast, as I lost my balance and collided with the floor, "I'm good", I muttered getting myself up. "How much have you had to drink?" he asked, "this much", I said showing him my ten fingers, "OH, Karaoke", I muttered, dragging him along. "Why do I always get dragged into you drunken escapades?" he asked. "Well, Mattie, it is because you are my bestestesssssss-sss—sss-sss—ss-s-sss friend", I slurred. "Now let's sing", I said choosing the song. I grabbed the microphone.
First I was afraid, I was petrified, I started, I heard Matt groan out "oh God not that song".
Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side, I faced the mic in front of his mouth so he could sing.
And I spent so many nights thinking how you did me wrong
And I grew strong and I learned how to get along, he barely managed to sing out.
And so you're back from outer space, I sang as everyone at the bar stared at us.
I just walked in to find you here with that look upon your face
I should have changed that stupid lock
I should have made you leave your key
If I had known for just one second you'd be back to bother me, I sang hiccupping through most of the words.
Oh, now go, walk out the door
Just turn around now 'cause you're not welcome anymore, I made him sing out.
Weren't you the one who tried to break me with goodbye?
Did you think I'd crumble, did you think I'd lay down and die? I sang out moving to the beat.
I'm a survivor
I'm not gon' give up
I'm not gon' stop, "Tru that's the wrong song", Matt complained.
I'm gon' work harder
I'm a survivor
I'm gonna make it , I kept singing, I love Destiny Child's.
I will survive
Keep on survivin', I sang as Matt just stood there clearly embarrassed.
Thought I couldn't breathe without, I'm inhaling
You thought I couldn't see without you, perfect vision
You thought I couldn't last without you, but I'm lastin' , I sang as tears drunken tears started flowing out of me. "Oh, God Tru don't cry", Matt begged.
You thought that I would die without you, but I'm livin'
Thought that I would fail without you, but I'm on top
Thought it would be over by now, but it won't stop , I sang as Caroline walked into the grill, I started swaying my arms to the song.
Thought that I would self destruct, but I'm still here
Even in my years to come, I'm still gonna be here , "okay, Tru that's it your cut off", Matt told me trying to drag me off the stange, "No, I'm not done", I yelled gripping on to the mic.
"Fine, Damon Salvatore Sucks, you heard that Ladies, run . .. run . ..", I yelled into the mic as Matt tried to pry it away. "Run as fast as you can", I blurted out, as Matt pried the mic out of my hands. I snatched it from his hands and ran up to the stage, " I'm a survivor", I yelled out, jumping off the stage as Matt ran behind me.
He dragged me towards Jenna who was sitting, recording the whole drunken song.
"You recorded that?" Matt asked Jenna. "Yup", she grinned, "Great she's your problem now", he smirked patting my head before walking away. "Jenna", I yelled out embracing her in a hug, "Come to fight me to death for Saltzman", I said massaging her hair, I always wondered how she got it this color.
"So where is the father of my future children?" I slurred taking a sip of her wine, "I think you've had a little too much", she said snatching the glass out of my hands, "and it seems like you've haven't had enough", I grinned. That's when I saw him drinking alone at the bar.
"Well, hello there", I slurred as I stood next to him, "Bartender six shots porfavor", I commanded. "Bourbon", I heard an annoying, rude, and bastard voice say, I didn't have to look to know it was Damon. "So mr. Saltzzzzzzzzzman, how are you this find afternoon, with your fine ass", I mumbled. "Excuse me", he chuckled. "hmm am I saying things aloud again?" I asked myself. The bartender put the six shots in front of me and of course I wouldn't be able to carry all of them to Jenna so I downed two of them, see all better. "You still surviving?" the bartender asked chuckling. "I will survive, oh as long as I know how to love", I started singing, "I know I'll stay alive, I've got all my life to live . . . I've got all my love to give", I sang catching Matt's attention again.
"Tru, I thought once I snatched the mic away you would stop singing", he said shaking his head. As he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder, I managed to grab the four shots left, as he dragged me back to Jenna, "And I will survive, I will survive", I sang out. As Alaric just laughed out, What was Damon doing? Who cares, that jack ass.
"Jenna I brought gifts", I said as Matt sat me down, "Umm . . . I'm okay", she said shaking her head, "cool, more for me", I said, hoping I could trick her. "Umm . . . you know what, I think I'll have them", she down all four in just a couple of seconds. I was amazed, "Jenna you're my new hero", I told her. "So I'm guessing things aren't going well with Damon", she said, the buzz finally hitting her. "Psh, me and Damon, dream on sister, it's all about hunky Al-lar-ic", I muttered, "well, will you be mad if I said he kissed me", she said blushing, "Shut up", I yelled, as everyone stood looking at us, "well better you than someone else", I said poking her forehead.
"Tickets for the raffle are now on sale, All proceeds benefit the annual founder's day celebration . . ." Carol Lockwood announced into the microphone. "Be right back", I told Jenna, "Where are you going?" She asked, "Making sure you get Alaric", I mumbled heading towards the ticket sales thingy. Whoa! Dizzy.
"25 tickets porfavor", I asked Caroline who was working the booth. Matt and Elena walked towards us, "You! You music killer", I said glaring at Matt who just chuckled. "What is she talking about?" Elena asked.
"You should have been here, Tru did an awesome drunken rendition of 'I will survive/ survivor'" Caroline added, "Hell yeah, I did", Stumbling, which was weird because I was standing. "Oh, God please tell me one of you recorded that", she said chuckling. "Jenna did", Matt added.
"You know Damon's been hit on like 35 times . . . he's total cougar bait", Caroline announced lookin at me, "You must be getting pretty pissed with it, right?"
"Why would I be pissed?" I slurred out. "Come on, I saw you two at the party the other night, he was all over you, then you just magically disappeared . . . I know what Damon's like . . . he's a freak . . .must have been so kinky for him . . .you and him alone in that forest-" Caroline got cut off , "Caroline . . . not the best subject to talk about", Matt intervened. "Aww Matt how nice of you", I thanked him.
"Please, he hasn't had a bite of this cookie yet", I smirked. I just saw Elena shake her head in disbelief.
"Man I'm craving a milkshake", I announced, "well just order one", Elena added.
"I can't my dad won't let me", I said disappointedly. "Why not?" Matt asked. "Because my milkshake brings all the boys to the yard", I sang out, Caroline and Matt laughed as Elena just shook her head. "And they're like, it's better than yours Damn right, it's better than your's I could teach you but I have to charge", I sang out, "Okay guys I think I'm drunk", I muttered. "Well, at least things can't get any worse", wrong words to say. "Hi, Mrs. Dronovan", Caroline smiled politely.
"No it can't be", I yelled out, as she groaned, "Damn my luck". I smiled at Matt, he shook his head and gestured for me to go on. "Skank Patrol", I said turning around to face her, "Well, Tru always lovely seeing you", she said rolling her eyes, "Well, I guess the Radio Head cover band bus must of broken down in front, because there should be no reason for you to show your, deadbeat mom, face", I hissed. Never liked her, never will, especially after she left poor Mattie alone to raise what's her face.
"Well, Tru did I ever tell you how you remind me of me when I was young", she smirked, "Oh, God, I'm going to turn into you", I gaged. "I always love our chats", she smiled, "Ditto", I said walking away.
I walked over to the bar, to talk to Jenna, when Damon walked towards us, "Well, this is awkward", that traitor said before she left me and Damon alone, well aloneish I mean there's tons of people around us, well that's not the point. "You going to buy a ticket?" Damon questioned, "In your dreams, Salvatore", I muttered. "I could just eat you up", he said flashing me a smile, "Look you ass, don't talk to me, because I have perfect aim, when I'm drunk and I always bring a stake with me", I said grabbing the drink from his hands and splashing it on him. I tried walking away towards the woman's restroom, but he was already there waiting for me. "Leave", I commanded. "You don't think you can do that and walk away", he growled.
"Oh, well maybe it was the pathetic puppy dog, you should be talking to", I growled. "Oh, come one, you still can't be made at me for that", he asked walking closer to me. "Damon, I swear, if you keep having these mood changes your gonna give me whip lash", I said rolling my eyes. "Oh, come on, you know you want to forgive me", he purred, his hands caressing my thigh. "Damon, look at me", I said grabbing his face. "You had your chance", I hissed before walking away.
"Do I want to know?" Jenna asked as I sat down next to her, "You so don't" I replied.
They show started and my dear dad was Bachelor no. 2. "What do you do, bachelor number 3", carol asked. "I'm the local Surgeon", and a kick ass hunter, I wanted him to add. "Whoo, Go Dad", I screamed out, and Caroline screamed out "Hottie", which was weird.
"And what do you do, bachelor number 3?" Carol asked
"I'm a plumber", he replied."Well, is that wonderful? We could always use more plumbers, Moving on", she walked to Alaric and stood next to him,"Number 4 'Alaric Saltzman' wow, That's a mouthful.,What do you do, Alaric?" she questioned.
"Whoo shake that ass", I screamed out, everyone turned to our tabled. "Jenna how rude", I said loudly blaming her. "I'm a teacher at Mystic Falls High", he replied, blushing from my screaming. "Oh, beauty and brains, ladies, this ones a keeper, what do you teach?" she asked. "History?" he replied. "History, Oh, well, give us a fun fact about Mystic Falls, something crazy", Carol giggled."Uh, well . . ." Alaric glanced across at Damon.
"He's probably saving the best stories for his date",She turned to Damon, "And last, but not least, Damon Salvatore . . . We don't have much on you", She flicked through the cards she had been holding. "Well, I'm tough to fit on a card", He explained with a smirk, "Ass!" I yelled out, again everyone turned to look at us, and again I blamed it on Jenna.
"Do you have any hobbies? Like to travel?" Carol went with it. "Oh, yeah, L.A, New York, Couple of years ago I was in North Carolina, near the Duke campus, actually.,I think – I think Alaric went to school , there Didn't you, Ric? Cause I – I know your wife did, I had drink with her once; She was – she was a great girl,I ever tell you that? Cause she was – she – delicious," Damon smiled evilly at Alaric.
"Are you ok?" I asked Elena who was sitting right next to me. Her face was getting pale. "I just need some air", Elena mumbled walking outside. "Elena", Stefan called out walking behind us.
"He killed her? Damon was the Vampire that killed her", Elena exclaimed, "What are you talking about?" I asked, I was out of the loop today.
"I don't know what happened, Alaric said that they never found the body", Stefan told her, I put two and two together, "Alaric's dead wife, your text makes sense now, I'm sorry Elena", I said embracing her in a hug. I didn't know what to say, I mean I had no real parents other than my adopted fatherish. I was calming her down, and was sucked into a vision, great not the best time.
No words, just an image, Alaric lying dead on the Salvatore's floor, he suddenly awakens, what the heck! He rubs his ring, which oddly looks like John Gilbert's ring, and I know exactly what that does.
"Aequam mementos rebus in arduis servare mentem", I found myself muttering to Elena. "Aequam mementos rebus in arduis servare mentem". Whatever was coming over me, helped her since, she calmed down. I wanted to make sure Alaric was wearing his ring, since there had to be a reason for why I had received the vision.
"I will be back okay", I told Elena, "Stefan will take care of you", I said kissing her forehead. I walked back into the Grill not noticing how long we were outside for. "Hey Jenna have you seen Alaric?" I asked, as I saw the ring on her hand, "Is that his ring?" I asked, "Yeah, he let me see it, but he left before I could give it back to him", she said. Still holding the ring. "I'm actually heading out, mind if I return it to him", I said, she passed the ring to me and before I could say anything else, I was running out of the Grill. I found Caroline outside, "Caroline emergency I need to borrow your car", I told her, "Umm . . . nope your drunk", she smirked, "No I swear I've sober up, it's a real emergency", I pleaded, she passed the keys to me and I quickly got in and drove off to the boarding house. I parked in front and ran inside.
I ran into the living room to find Alaric's body on the floor, "shit, I'm too late", I muttered as Damon, gaped at me, I kneeled down and slipped his ring on his finger, I hope I wasn't too late. "What are you doing here?" Damon asked, "Shh", I whispered as I paced, hoping the ring would take effect, I paced for what seemed like a good 15 minutes Stefan had came, him and Damon had some sort of Argument. I just paced silently. That's when I saw his hand move, "Get water", I yelled out, I kneeled down meeting Alaric's gaze "hey, you're going to be fine", I reassured him, grabbing the water that Stefan had brought, he slowly sat up and started sipping at it. Damon and Stefan where both shocked, I don't know which fact they where more shocked about, him coming back to life, or I knowing he needed his ring to come back to life. "What happened?" he asked, finally finding his voice, "you died and came back to life, never take that ring off you hear", I said gesturing towards the ring on his finger. "Thank you, I had left it with Jenna", he muttered still not truly understanding what had happened, "couldn't let my favorite teacher die could I", I smirked, I quickly got up, walked towards Damon, and sucker punched him right on the Jaw, I walked out of the room and drove back to Caroline's parking her car in front and leaving her car keys under her mat.
I walked back home, knowing that by tomorrow everything was truly going to change.
A/N: Hoped you guys liked the chapter. Shout out to: Laura-LaLa, SomebodyWhoCares, Guest (Whoever you are lol), and VisionInWhite. =) Please Review would love your feedback =)