Even fighting against him you were quickly loosing your strength. Your body was in fight or flight but a smell coming off the cloth he now held over your face was burning your skin. You fought to try and not breath it in but it happened anyways setting your throat and nose on fire. Everything hurt. You longed for Damon wondering where they were. Or if they've even noticed you were gone. If they found the phone and called Kyle. Your eyes burned from the tears and whatever this piece of cloth was soaked in. It burned like no other. You just wanted to give up. You kept hoping that you would open your eyes and see Damon coming to your rescue but everytime you were disappointed. Everytime you were in pain or upset it seemed you got more visions. Seeing snipets of moments of your life. Flashing over your eyes and disappearing just as fast.
Flashback...
"Nik I'm bored can't we go do something today?" You begged as you threw yourself on his bed. It had been a week since you came to England. And you were already bored. And none of this wretched family would let you go outside. At least not without an escort.
"Patience love," he murmured standing in front of his floor length mirror that took up nearly one whole wall of his room. You sat up leaning against his head board watching as he buttoned his shirt over his skin. You rolled your eyes, "why must you always be half naked when I come in here," you grumbled getting off his bed and breezing out.
"Love I think you wait to come in here till I'm half naked," he winked over at you and you just felt like you were going to vomit all over again.
"Bekah!" You called through the halls, "in here," she called back from her room.
You walked down the hall catching a glimpse of Elijah in his room smoothing out a new suit over his body. Now he was the guy you wanted so badly to touch. To feel his cool skin under your fingertips. But you always snapped out of it when you remembered why you were here.
"Want to go do something? Your brother is a pain in my ass," she smirked over at you hearing a hint of an accent coming out in you.
"Let me guess he won't let you go anywhere?" She turned from her vanity. Which of course was perfectly painted along with her chair which looked more like a throne. She looked like an ice queen. Her blonde hair almost as light as the paint.
"Of course not. Because they all like to keep me locked inside," she chuckled. "Yes let me change then we can walk into town," you just smiled before closing her door for her and heading downstairs.
"And where do you think you're going?" Klaus appeared in front of you and you just slammed your hands into his chest. "No where that's any of your concern Nik," you moved to walk past him but he stepped in front of you once more. "Using my sister against me? I can't lie sweetheart I'm a little hurt," that accent sent a shiver up your spine but you just returned it with a glare. "You won't take me anywhere Nik. So why shouldn't I leave with Bekah or lijah at least they treat me nicely," you snapped before smacking your shoulder into his as you shoved past him. But you didn't get far when you felt his hands wrap around your waist pulling him close to you so your bodies were touching. You felt you couldn't breath and he let out a throaty chuckle. "Why must you disobey me little one?" His tone was filled to the brim with lust. "I-" you started but all the words had slipped away from you. He curled a finger under your chin his eyes finding yours, "when you go into town you will kill a human to trigger your curse. I don't know why but I feel you will be of great use to me as a wolf more so than a human. Do you understand love?" He asked and your mind went blank.
"I understand Nik," you nodded not even knowing why you said that or what even happened. "Have a good time in town sweetheart," he cooed leaning down and kissing your lips so quickly you didn't even realized it had happened till he was gone.
"ready?" Rebekah asked at the doorway holding the door open for you. You pulled up your light pink dress and ran over to her and you two made your way to town. Not knowing what her brother had just told you to do.
You gasped coming back to the pain surging through your body. Everything hurt. Your muscles were mush. You were quickly fading and you had no idea who this person taking you even was. Why he was taking you or what even happened. But you didn't even have a chance to ask when the burning of your skin and heinous odor finally surrendered to your unconscious. Praying you woke up again. You had so much to do. So much to say. This couldn't be how you died once again. It couldn't.
Damon's POV
You grew bored watching Elena utterly defeat all of her new found drunk friends. But at least she was having fun. You knew all of your time outs would be ending soon. And there was plenty of things you all needed to clean up but you tossed that thought to the side and skimmed the bar taking your seat once again.
"Hey where's your girl?" Bree turned and asked you doing one scan of the bar. But her voice wreaked of ulterior motive lie she was asking you the question to lead you to notice that Kaylee was no longer at the bar or anywhere in the bar for that matter. You couldn't smell her familiar perfume, the peaches mixed with vanilla. You longed to smell it again. "Hmm," you looked around as well, "She was right back there," you looked over to the last place you had saw her. But who knows how long ago that even was. Bree seemed nervous and you had known her long enough to pick up on the tiny things. She was twisting the ring that never left her right pointer finger over and over. Her eyes darting everywhere like she had just did a line of coke or something. You stood up focusing on Kaylee's scent trying to pick it out from all the others that filled this bar when your eyes found the back door. You ignored her and strode over and out the door, this was where the scent stopped. But you could see something bouncing the light from the building over into your eyes, you kneeled down letting only one knee touch the wet wood as you picked up the object realizing it was Elena's phone. Your eyes now searched for her looking everywhere you could scanning every single last detail. You were suppose to keep her safe. You had made a promise to her since you two were kids. You jumped down on the concrete slab and caught a new smell, a vampire you didn't know. So of course fearing the worst you followed it trying to keep your hands from trembling. You would never forgive yourself if she got hurt because you were to busy being drunk with Elena. But you followed the scent anyways leading you to the back of some old worn down warehouse all your scenes were on alert scanning for every little noise. Everything. "Damon, no," K cried your felt a wave of relief wash over you when you saw her. But frowning when you saw her arms and legs were bound and she had what looked to be burn marks around her mouth. A blurred figure came out of no where hitting you with a bent pipe taking out one of your knees. You collapsed as he continued hitting you each motion blurred which lead you to believe he was the vampire who you had been tracking. His hits came over and over breaking various parts of your legs before he stopped, "what the hell?!" you demanded through gritted teeth trying to fight through the pain. You turned over and you saw Kaylee had broken the bonds and was trying to get to you. You wanted to call out to her, to tell her not to get involved anymore than she already was but you couldn't as your mouth filled with gasoline and you turned seeing the man dumping a small tank of it over you making sure your entire body was coated. "No!" She yelled and you could still see those mesmerizing yellow eyes as you coughed up the gas trying so hard to get the taste out of your mouth. She had gotten his attention which gave you a few seconds to heal hopefully giving you enough time to save you both. But his attention quickly returned to you pouring the rest of what was in the tank all over you. "Who are you?" you managed through the coughing.
"That's perfect. You have no idea," he spat. "What are you talking about? What did he do?" Kaylee yelled again when it dawned on you what she was doing. Distracting him. You wanted nothing more than to get up and whoosh the both of you out of this mess. But with the shape of your leg there was no way you could even stand on your own right now. "He killed my girlfriend," the man grumbled back at her. "What did she do to you huh? What did she do?" he screamed pouring even more fluid on you not that you weren't already soaked to the bone or anything. "Nothing," you couldn't help but put your two sense in. "I don't understand!" Kaylee interrupted again at least she was smart enough to keep her distance. She was strong. But without a full moon or enough anger she wasn't going to turn and she was no match for him. His hateful eyes looked back at you, "My girlfriend went to visit Stefan, and Damon killed her got it?" The tone he was using with her made you want to rip his heart out of his chest without even blinking. No one talked to her like that. Your leg had healed enough that you could get up but as soon as you tried your chin was met with the mans boot throwing you back against the frigid asphalt. Kaylee was quiet which usually meant she was thinking, "Lexi?" she interrogated. She would be a dman good lawyer some day. "Lexi was your girlfriend? She told me about you, she said that you were human," her eyes were glassy and it broke your heart even more. But so was the mans, "I was," he managed trying to hid the cracking in his voice. You had managed to get on your back looking around for anything that could assist you in this situation. "Lexi turned you?" her caught breath made you realized she must have seen something and now she was simply buying you time. "If you want to be with somebody forever, you have to live forever," your eyes found hers again and your heart filled with love. Like it does everytime she looks at you. It reminds you why you love her. Why you'd do anything for her. it reminds you of your human side. those thoughts rattled when you got another boot to the face. Kaylee's breathing was quick and shallow, she was running out of time. "She loved you. She said that when it's real you can't walk away," but she wasn't looking at him. She was looking at you. "Well that's a choice you're not going to have to make!" he barked back but you couldn't fight anymore. You were to weak. Your wounds were to much. There was nothing you could do.
"Don't. Don't. Please don't hurt him," she pressed her vanilla scent drifting over to you filling you with a little bit of comfort before the smell of a match replaced it, "I'm doing you a favor," he insisted holding the match above you. "Lexi loved you. And she was good and that means you're good too. Be better than him. Don't do this I'm begging you! Please," she sobbed her voice filled with pain. Pain you just wanted to take away. He grabbed you by your shirt and lifted you till your face was mere inches from his and he just growled in your face as if trying to decide what to do with you. Which side of himself was going to win. You got your answer when he launched you across the lot and you crashed into the back door of the warehouse falling to the cold ground again. Everytime you attempted to move your body sent jolts of pain through your spine that made you almost cry out.
"Thank you."
"it wasn't for you." And you heard him disappear and K run across the lot over to you. "D are you okay?" she asked looking over your body before she pulled you up and wrapped her arms around you. "God I thought I was gonna loose you," even just touching her you instantly felt better. You could feel your bones healing faster. "You scared the shit out of me," her breath was hot in your ear but you felt it slow along with her pulse when you wrapped your arms around her. Needing to be in her arms as much as she needed to be in yours. She let you go and carefully laid you back down on the asphalt before she placed her wrist in your face. "You need it," her eyes looked to her wrist again giving you the go ahead. Her eyes watched yours carefully as you let that side of you take over the venom spreading in your eyes, your fangs poking out of your gums. Gently you sunk your teeth in her soft flesh easily giving way and you couldn't help but moan softly as her blood filled your mouth the slight vibration in her skin creating goosebumps up her arm. Her blood was sweet but addictive but unlike your ripper brother you knew when to stop. You let your fangs retract removing her wrist from your mouth placing one kiss over the bite mark as it began to heal. "Can you walk now?" she asked and you nodded and she scrambled to her feet offering you a hand, which you didn't need but took anyways. Needing any reason to touch her.
"Come on," she intertwined her fingers in yours clearly feeling that hero high everyone tells you about, "We got a backstabbing bar-tending witch to kill," the face she made at you took your breath away. Just for a moment you saw that same girl you saw when you first met. The good girl filled with darkness. A darkness sometimes she couldn't fight. A darkness that played with your darkness. A match no one ever saw coming. But you two reappeared back at the bar watching silently as Bree gulped down a tall glass of whiskey. She nearly jumped out of her skin when she turned to find the two of you. Like a modern Bonnie and Clyde. The thought of how much damage you two could do together simply plastered a smile across your lips. She tilted her head at Bree her eyes that same brilliant shade of yellow. "We were just leaving. I just wanted to say goodbye," you finally said if you two were gonna kill her at least you could give her a chance to explain. Her face scrunched like the words she was about were hurting her, "Good to see you again Damon."
"No kiss?" you inquired seeing how far she was gonna go with this act. "I'm full of vervain. I put it in everything I drink.""And you're telling us this why?" Kaylee sneered ready to attack at any moment."Lexi was my friend. How could you?" her body trembled as she tried to stay strong keep her tears inside until she could get away. She twisted away from you and Kaylee appeared in front of her stopping her in her tracks.
"The tomb can be opened," she blurted out and Kaylee's eyes flickered over to you. You stopped for a second, "You're lying!" and Kaylee stepped towards you.
"Emily's grimoire, her spellbook. If you know how she closed the tomb the reversal process will be in that book. You can open the tomb," she said quickly stepping back from Kaylee. Who only stepped forward again. "And where is this book?"
"I- I- " She stuttered. "You have no idea," Kaylee hissed again not taking her eyes off the woman who was easily twice her size. "No. I'm telling you the truth," she stuttered again attempting to convince you two. "And we believe you," Kaylee smiled like a maniac. "My dear sweet Bree," she cooed running a finger through one of her curls. "That why I'm almost sorry," she pinned her hips against Bree's plunging her hand into her chest. Her mouth fell open as tears dripped down her eyes. Kaylee's hand just lingered there as Bree's body convulsed against it and she just tilted her head from left to right. "Kaylee as long," she grunted. "As long as you're around him. You're doomed. He will be the reason for your death once again. He wan'ts Katherine not you. Why do you keep saving him?" she mumbled as they just stared at each other she seemed to be clinging on to the hope that what she said would change her mind. That the sweet little wold would have mercy. "Damon is my family. And you don't turn your back on family," she spat in her face before yanking out her heart and Bree's body fell to her feet and she just tossed her heart along side of it. She took a damp rang wiping her hands before she stepped out from behind the bar. "Get her in the car," she ordered over her shoulder pointing to Elena who was knocked out by the pool table and she just pushed her way outside. She was hot when she went all alpha. You didn't even want to argue.
Kaylee's POV
The high of saving Damon and the anger that blindly made you kill Bree quickly wore off as you pushed your way outside holding Damons jacket close to you to somewhat keep you warm. Right now you would kill for a cig. Or to be with your friends instead of the situation you were in. You didn't even look up when Damon carried Elena out to the car and laid her across the back seat slamming the door before coming and standing next to you. "What's on that beautiful mind of yours?" he leaned against the brick wall you were sitting on looking out across the town. Your mind going completely blank. "Just thinking about how much my life has changed," was all you said not even looking down at him.
"Is that a bad thing?" he asked and you could feel your skin heating up as he continued looking at you. "Is she really that important to you?" You didn't want to ask scared of the answer. But you needed to know. If Bree was right. If everyone was. If you were just kidding yourself about you two being together just because you two had history when you both were human. "She is," he answered after a long pause. You shook your head and jumped down off the wall slipping his jacket off and handing it back to him. "Take it," you couldn't look him in the eyes. "Come on K don't be like that," he sighed as you still sat there with your arm up dangling the leather in his face. "No Damon. I've said it once and I need to stick with it. I have Kyle who loves and cares about me and you want Katherine. This will never work. So we just need to stop kidding ourselves and face that fact. I'm tired of holding on to the hope just for you to shit on it every chance you get," the words just spilled out of you like word vomit. You couldn't stop. You missed your home. You had no idea what was even going on which was never good. "Time outs over," you kept your head down as you pushed the jacket into his chest letting go of it and turning to the car feeling your heartbreak all over again. You were a fool to keep getting your hopes up to only be let down every single time. You had to let go of the love you had for him. Move on. Or you were just gonna be stuck in this cycle forever. And being supernatural that was a pretty long time. Your history with each other was when you were human. And it had been a long time since either of you were. It was never going to be the same.
