«The Guest; Part Two»
Before I opened my eyes, I could guess I'm in a car.
What? A car?
I opened my eyes, feeling my head almost exploding from pain, and saw the view changing as the car was moving.
Where am I? How did I get here?
«It took you longer than I expected».
The voice. There's no way it's him.
I turned to the driver's sit and then I was convinced, that it wasn't a dream. There he is, sitting right next to me, driving, focused on the road. It's...
«I'm Damon, by the way».
Wait, what?! Damon as Damon Salvatore or Damon as I probably hit my head too hard somewhere?
I probably didn't react for too long and my face expression said it all, because he started to talk again.
«I know. Handsome man and all that, but don't be that surprised».
I felt like it's time for me to figure out what the hell is going on here.
«Where am I?»
«In a car, obviously», his sarcastic tone sounded too familiar for someone I've never met before. God, Anna. You couldn't ever met him. You're hilusinating things right now! «I'm taking you on a trip».
«On a trip?» I suddenly realized that I have no idea for how long I was unconscious. «You have to take me back. My mother...».
«...thinks you are studying with your friend, Sam», he interrupted me. «I sent her a message when you were napping».
«Napping?» I started to get mad. «You hit me!»
He tried not to laugh, but I could see that he wanted to. What was so funny in what I said?
«I didn't hit you. You did all the job for me», I guess he could feel my questioning look because he kept talking. «You lost consciousness. It was shock, I believe. You just couldn't believe that someone so handsome like me would talk to you». Again. His playful, sarcastic tone.
I rolled my eyes and looked forward. He was right. Maybe I was shocked. I thought it was FREAKING IAN SOMERHALDER. Wouldn't you be shocked? And eventually it was Damon... Now I was more confused than shocked.
«Wait. You've been following me?» I just realized that he did know the name of my friend.
He just shrugged. I feel like he didn't feel it was necessary to give me an explanation. God knows what else he knew.
«So what's your plan?» I asked. I felt so weird because, for some reason, it didn't feel weird to me. It felt... natural. Maybe because I was still convinced I was dreaming?
And for the first time since I woke up he turned to me and looked right into my eyes; «You're going to explain what exactly is going on here».
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