FOUNDER'S PARTY

A/N: Thank you for all the birthday wishes and the great reviews. Here's another chapter coming your way…

Lights were hung all over the large white mansion, looking like fireflies. The four pillars were also decorated with the golden glows twirled around it.

When we stepped inside, I caught how the lights were slightly dimmed and the rooms were decorated with candles that gave a soft glow to the beige walls. Antique ornaments were scattered all around and similarly to the Salvatore's home, it had a traditional interior but the mansion was brighter and more organized. Also, instead of looking like an auction, this mansion had a sophisticated and Victorian style.

Practically the whole town was here – actually I didn't doubt that the whole town was here because on our way, the town had been deserted and the shops had been closed.

"Wow…some party" I commented my eyes still drinking in the lavishness of the interior when he stepped inside. It was all very elegant and formal that I was glad that I'd chosen the heels over the converse. "Swanky" I whispered when catching sight of the ballroom which had a large crystal chandelier hanging above.

We walked inside and heard the classical piece done by violins filling the room by the DJ. Who hires a DJ to play classical music? In my opinion, classical music was only to be performed by an orchestra.

"How is anyone supposed to dance to this?" I hissed and felt sorry for the young awkward couples on the dance floor. Most of them awkwardly swaying

It was too sophisticated.

"You're not really supposed to dance, just mingle with a bunch of stuck up snobs" Damon retorted.

Sending him a bored look, I smiled when I caught sight of the bar, "Then I need a drink"

With that, I left Damon's side and all but ran towards the bar, feeling his eyes following my every step. Once I reached the counter, I hurried through my order, "Scotch. Neat"

"As cute as you are…" he appraised me and rested his elbows on the counter when looking at me, "I'm gonna need some ID"

Adorning a seductive smirk, I trailed my finger down his arm and smiled sweetly when locking eyes with him, "I don't think you do"

His pupils dilated and for a moment I worried that it hadn't worked. However, he moved back with a smile and reached down to get a glass. I watched in awe as he poured me a glass of scotch, "Here you are" he slid the glass over to me with a pleased smirk as he continued to stare at me.

I now wore a victorious smile when thanking him with a nod.

Happily spinning around in my stool, I locked eyes with Damon, who was standing across the room. I continued to stare at him when keeping my lips to the brim of the glass and taking a bitter-sweet sip. "I'm getting better at this" I happily sighed with a small smile.

"That you are" he nodded, raising his glass with a smirk. A second then passed before he whispered, "Did I mention how much I love the dress?"

"Don't believe you did" I shook my head lightly with a shrug of my shoulders.

He walked towards me and I remained nonchalant when he moved in to murmur, "Well then, you look incredibly sexy in that dress"

I pushed him away with one hand. "You and your lines" I scoffed. "I bet you get all the girls with your smooth-talk, don't you?"

"Most of the time" he nodded with a smug expression when taking a place next to me. His leg 'accidentally' brushing against mine and I tried to fight against the jolt that shot through me.

Thankfully, we were interrupted and I happily welcomed her, "Elena…"

"White wine please" she tiredly leaned over the counter to give her order.

"I'm gonna need some ID"

"She's with me" I unleashed my stare onto the bartender and drew in his mind with my own. "Give her the drink" I ordered and smiled when he followed through.

Damon sent me a congratulatory smirk before focusing on Elena as he asked, "You don't seem to be enjoying the festivities" he called to her and sarcastically added, "250 years, that's a big deal"

"I'm fine…" she sighed and took a seat on my other side. "…just worried about Stefan"

I wondered if she too, had noticed the changes so I tried to get her to clarify, "What's up?"

She nodded towards the dance floor and both me and Damon whipped our head to follow her line of sight, only to realise that the music had changed and Stefan was now dancing with a few women. "I didn't even know he knew how to do anything else with his feet apart from walking" I gasped and downed the rest of my drink.

"Since when is my brother fun?" Damon laughed, easily amused by this but I couldn't help but feel apprehensive about what this transition meant.

"Is he gonna be okay?"

Damon was still entertained by the new Stefan because he chuckled once again, "Eventually, one way or another"

"Should we be worried?" Elena voiced what I had also been thinking.

He laughed once again, "Yeah" he nodded and we turned to him, only to see him crack a smile as he joked. "I mean check out his dancing skills. You'd think he'd get better after 140 years"

"Elena!" Stefan called to her and began to wave her over. "Elena! Elena!"

"Go dance with your boyfriend" I elbowed her, "You may never get a chance like this again"

She hopped off the seat and allowed Stefan to twirl her into his arms. Instantly her worry was replaced with a wide grin as she accepted the dance.

"Do you wanna dance?" Damon questioned, glancing at my tapping foot.

I nodded, "Actually I do". However, seeing as I was still angry with him, I ignored the hand he presented to me and danced towards the guy who had been staring at me for a while. When I was close enough, I widened my grin and stopped a few feet from him so I could introduce myself, "Bella"

He took my hand with charmingly placed a kiss on it, "I'm Tyler" he replied.

"I want to dance"

He understood and was quick to take hold of me as he led me to the dance floor. While dancing I caught a peek at an aggravated Damon and smiled triumphantly.

I force myself to ignore his dark glares and focus on controlling Tyler's wandering hands.

"I am so lucky right now" he whispered against my ear.

I moved back to look at him, "And why is that?"

"Because I am dancing with the most beautiful girl in the room right now" he spun me around and pulled me back to his chest.

Adorning a playful smirk, I answered, "Well, I can't argue with that logic"

Suddenly, his eyes fluttered to a close and he pursed his lips, inching closer to me but before I could push him away, we were distracted with the loud commotion, only a few feet away.

"Sorry, I'm clumsy" Elena laughed joyously.

Her smile dropped when the guy angrily growled, "Then get off the dance-floor" he slurred a little, indicating he'd been hitting it pretty hard, which would explain his pissy mood.

However, Stefan ignored this when gripping the guy's arm, "That's no way to talk to a lady"

"Whatever" he tried to break away from Stefan's hold but failed.

"I think you need to apologise" Stefan's eyes sought his and I could tell that he was compelling him.

"I'm sorry"

Let go and grab him – "Now say it like you mean it"

Breaking away from Tyler, I rushed over to the happy couple in time to catch Elena's words, "Stefan, its fine"

"Now walk away" Stefan pushed at him.

Elena tried to capture his attention once again, "Maybe, we should just go home"

"N-no no no n-no, we should stay" he slurred, placing a limp hand on her arm and then his eyes darted between the two of us, "Stay and have some fun" he dragged out and then composed his features into a convincing smile "And we should dance"

"I'm tired so I don't really want to dance" Elena urged.

"Fine" he pouted but then his eyes brightened when he looked at me again, "Bella, you can dance with me" he proposed, childishly reaching out for me.

I shook my head, "I don't think so"

He whined, "Aw come on. I saw you dancing before…" he shimmied towards me and I took another step away from him, which he simply ignored. "…so you can't tell me that you can't dance" he wagged an accusatory finger at me and stared at me with hooded eyes.

"l promise to dance with you tomorrow when you're sober" I chuckled at his new demeanour but stopped when I caught Elena's disapproving glare.

"I am not drunk" he tried to be convincing but his sway didn't help his case.

I caught his arm to help him find an equilibrium. "Sure you're not" I rolled my eyes and turned to the troubled girlfriend and ordered, "Elena get your boyfriend home and in bed"

Not waiting for an answer, I searched for the familiar blue eyes but only caught a flash of black leather disappearing into the crowd.

Was he leaving?

Without a second thought, I followed the sight and tried to focus on hearing his voice.

….Please, just one more drink…

….It is such a wonderful party Carol and I can't believe you did it all in two weeks….

…Dude check out the legs of the girl in the blue dress…

Shaking my head, I almost gave up but then my hearing picked up the sexy husky voice with a smirk underlying his lethal tone. "You really don't want to mess with me"

"And you don't want to mess with me" an unfamiliar voice answered. "I've already got the council wrapped around my finger and one word will have the whole town chasing you, your brother and maybe even the little brunette with pitchforks"

I already knew that Damon wouldn't take the threats well but what I didn't expect was seeing his hands reach up and grab the person's neck before throwing him off the balcony.

Forcing the shock to wear off, I coerced my body to move and jump over the balcony, in time to grab the falling person by the collar, when he was a few feet off the ground. I then uncoiled my fingers and allowed his heaving body to crumple to the ground, ignoring how Damon cursed under his breath behind me, which meant that he had followed me.

Reaching down, I then yanked at the stranger's collar and took out my anger on slamming his form on the wall. "I don't appreciate your threats" I snarled. "Next time there won't be anyone to catch you"

"I'm going to kill you" he vowed, "All of you"

With a low growl, I jerked my knee up and I smiled in satisfaction when he doubled over. I didn't give him a chance to get up because I had thrown him to the wall, surprised by how light he felt.

Another growl rippled through me but it was caught in my throat when my gaze flitted to the refection on the window's glass…Bared fangs…red blood-thirsty eyes…bulging veins contrasting on my pale skin…an insatiable hunger flaring within them - a predator in its realest form.

Gulping down the rage, I composed myself quickly and willed the peace to settle the tremors convulsing my form.

Damon was still oblivious to her study because he laughed and clapped his hands on either side of my shoulders sounding jubilant, "We make a great team"

"You don't know the meaning of the word team" I shrugged away from him, still disgusted with myself when I glanced at the unconscious body discarded to the side.

Damon still couldn't see what was wrong with me so he questioned, "What is with you?"

Not able to hold in my frustrations anymore, I let it out in an angered yell, "You bring me here - into your mess and I'm trying to understand but you don't want to tell me anything"

"Isa…"

I moved away from his outstretched hand. "I'm going to the house"

"I'll drop you off" he offered but I shook my head at him.

"No. It's okay" I replied in a broken and tired whisper. "I want to walk"

A/N: Who wants more of bad Bella?