Wow! It has been over 2 years since I last updated this story. How time flies!
For anyone still following this - I apologise! I am going to be updating this as and when I can, as I am pretty busy right now, with working, college and raising my little boy - I hardly have any time.
Once again, I'm sorry for your wait - I hope you enjoy this chapter! ️
TVD
I wake up feeling rough as toast. Why do I put myself in these predicaments? After sleeping the best part of the day away, I make my way downstairs. I don't know what I want more right now, a coffee or a blood bag?
Once reaching the kitchen, seeing Damon, Stefan and Elena, all sitting around the table discussing plans to take down klaus, I groan out loud. I so can't be dealing with this right now. I receive looks from all three of them, but no verbal communication happens. Good. I put the kettle on before vamping down to the basement to retrieve a blood bag.
I drink the blood bag without stopping. The same goes for the coffee as soon as it's cooled enough for me to bare it. I'm starting to feel more 'human' again, so to speak. With a large intake of breath, I sit myself down at the table with the others.
"So, what's the plan? What're we gonna do about Klaus?" I ask them all. Three pair of eyes turn towards me, but only Damon speaks.
"'We', aren't doing anything. Stay out of this, Sophia, leave it to the adults." He warns me.
"Pa! What's adults?" I feel insulted, so it's my turn to insult him. "You mean you three stooges? Two teens and a man child?" I raise me eyebrow and cross my arms over my chest.
Stefan and Elena stare at me, their mouths slightly open. Stefan's eyes also tell me he is pissed off, but it is Damon who looks like I have just pissed in his cornflakes.
"Sophia, you have got to the count of 3 to apologise and get to your room, or stick around and see what happens.." his threat is clear.
"Whatever Damon," I reply, standing up from the table and pushing the chair away with the back of my legs just a little too hard. It slides across the room until it hits the wall.
I attempt to leave the kitchen without apologising as I'm far to annoyed, but it doesn't happen. As I reach out my hand to open the door, it is Damon it lands upon. He spins me around, grabbing me by my upper arm and drags me back to the table.
"I said a-po-lo-gise,"he says through gritted teeth, emphasising each syllable, his grip on my arm getting tighter.
I stubbornly say nothing, using my spare hand to try and prise his hand off my arm. He swats me hard on my rear. My eyes widen, but I manage to control the urge to shout out. My silence earn me another, even harder swat. I let out a huff of air. It obviously hurt, I was just trying not to show it.
"Apologise. Now!" Damon says again, his voice not quite shouting, but not of a normal volume.
"I'm sorry you're all a bunch on snowflakes," I apologise. Not quite the apology that he wanted, but still...
Damon swiftly wraps an arm around my waist and vamps me up to my room, unceremoniously throwing me on to my bed.
"I have seriously had it up to here with you lately," Damon says, holding his hand above his head to show how much of me he has had enough of.
"Drinking. Smoking. Cockiness and all round disrespect. It stops and it stop now."
I'm not going to lie, I am scared, but I'm also not going to show it.
"Wait here and I'll be back in a minute," he commands, walking out of my room. I don't stick around. I vamp out the window and run down the drive before he would've even got to the bottom of the stairs, walking at human pace.
I don't quite know where I am going at this point, I just know that I have to get away. I also know that when I am caught, I have just made my punishment 10 times worse for myself, but at the moment, I don't really care. I am sick of being treated like I am 5 years old. Elena is biologically 1 year older than me, but technically, I am old enough to be her great great grandmother, yet she is okay to be involved in all of this shit and I'm still 'too young'. What a fucking joke!
Lost in my angry thoughts, I walk right in to, you guessed it, Ric/Klaus.
"Littlest Salvatore..." He smirks.
"Obviously. It had to be you, didn't it. Of all the people I could bump in to, it just had to be you." I shake my head.
"And what is the problem with that?" He asks me, thoroughly amused.
"The problem is, Ricklaus, Damon will kill me just for talking to you." I tell him, honestly.
I continue walking, hoping he will carry on doing whatever it was that he was doing and leave me alone. I hear his footsteps behind me, letting me know that he is following me. I groan inwardly.
"'Ricklaus', I like what you did there," he says, but I ignore him, hoping he takes the hint and goes away. He doesn't.
"Screw it. Damon is going to kill me anyway," I say, turning around to face him. ""What the hell are you even doing here? And why have you taken over Ric's body?"
He laughs, "I admire your courage, little one, but please refrain from using that type of language when speaking to me!" He warns me, not so subtlety.
"Whatever. Answer my questions!" I demand.
"That is none of your business, and in regards to Ric, he is a means to an end. Completely disposable." He shrugs, nonchalantly.
I see red. Taking him off guard, I shove him as hard as I can and send him flying backwards at least 10 feet. He land on the floor with a satisfying thud.
"RIC IS NOT DISPOSABLE. GET OUT OF HIS BODY AND LEAVE HIM ALONE, NOW!" I yell at him. I'm so angry I could cry.
Klaus quickly gets over his initial shock of me pushing him and within seconds, vamps up and has me by the collar of my jacket, his face in mine.
"You little wench. Consider yourself lucky I don't end your life," he growls, before everything goes black.
I come around, my neck in pain, dazed and confused. It takes me a few seconds to realise that I am in Ric's apartment. Then, it takes another few seconds for everything to catch up to me. I see Ricklaus come sauntering out of Ric's bedroom towards me.
"Nice to see you awake, love." The smarmy bastard says to me.
"You snapped my fucking neck!" I tell him, as if he didn't know.
"I've already told you about using such profanities when speaking to me, I suggest you don't have me telling you again, or there will be consequences." He threatens me.
I want to tell him to go and fuck himself, but I'm scared of what his 'consequences' are, so I choose my words carefully.
"I'm sorry, okay? Just... please don't hurt Ric. He is a good guy and he's my friend. He doesn't deserve this!" I try the sweet approach.
"Hmmmmm Sophia, I wouldn't like to be you when Damon gets a hold of you," a female voice says from behind me. I recognise the voice immediately. Katherine.
"What are you doing here?" I ask her. "How are you even still alive?" I turn back to klaus, "feel free to kill her - she won't be missed!"
Klaus laughs out loud. "Play nice you two." He tells us. "You are both going to be here a while.
My heart skips a beat upon hearing that.
"No way! I can't stay here, I'm in enough trouble as it is," the panic is evident in my voice.
"Well, little one, I'm afraid I can't let you go, not just yet." He replies.
"You might as well just kill me now then, because I'm pretty sure my life will be over when Damon gets his hands on me. At least you would make it quick."
Klaus once again laughs. It's funny that he thinks I'm joking.
I feel my phone vibrating in my pocket. Pulling it out, I see Stefan's name on the screen. Aw shit. I let it ring out. I see then that I have umpteen missed calls and texts off both him and Damon spread out over 3 hours. Wow! How long was I out for I wonder?
The sound of snapping fingers snaps me back to the present.
"Phone!" Klaus orders, holding out his hand. "Can't have you telling your brothers where you are yet, Love..." I begrudgingly hand it over.
A few hours pass and I'm still stuck with tweedle dumb and tweedle slag. I have watched TV. listened to some music. Had a good old snoop around Ric's apartment. Now I am bored as hell. I'm seconds away from losing my shit when there is a knock on the door. Behind it stands a man and woman with a huge trunk. Ricklaus seems pleased to see them.
I watch as they stand the trunk in the middle of the room, before placing candles on the floor, in a semi-circle, in front of it. Katherine, as curious as me, stands up and comes closer for a better look.
The man and woman then proceed to kneel down on the floor, in front of the trunk, and start chanting. Ricklaus stands beside it, his head bowed down. The candles flames are lit, but more than double in size the more they chant. I am totally engrossed, wondering what the hell is going on.
Both the man and woman raise their heads, looking at Ricklaus. Seconds later, he takes in a sharp breath before looking in mine and Katherine's direction.
"Elena? Sophia?" He says with a puzzled look, before collapsing to the floor.
My breath hitches as I know that that was Ric, so I go to run to him only for Katherine to stop me. I look at her, about to ask what the hell she thinks she is doing, but the terrified look on her face stops me. I, in all the years I have known Katherine, have never seen her so scared. This immediately has me wary. She doesn't even take her eyes off of the trunk.
The man stands up, walks over to the trunk and pulls it open. Another man walks out of it, dressed in black with a white shirt on, the top buttons undone, sporting the most cockiest of smirks I have ever seen.
"Now that's more like it," he says, looking between Katherine and I.
I haven't got a clue who this dude is, or thinks he is, all I know is he is as smug as a pig rolling around in shit. My eyes dart between Katherine and the new guy, not putting 2 and 2 together, waiting for one of them to explain to me what is going on.
"Klaus?" Katherine finally says, helping me to connect the dots.
"Katerina," He replies to her.
I let out a snort.
"Klaus...? You're klaus?" I cut him off, "no wonder you chose Ric's body to take over, biiig improvement!" Klaus looks furious.
"HOLD YOUR TONGUE!" He yells at me. I, for once, don't need to be told twice.
(a/n I think Klaus/Joseph Morgan is gorgeous, I just had to write that as, you know, it's Sophia!)
I watch as Klaus taunts Katherine before compelling her to not leave the apartment. Also, he gives her a knife and makes her stab herself in the leg, over and over again until he returns. Before he leaves, he also compels me to stay here too.
I wait a couple of minutes after he left, enjoying watching Katherine stab her thigh repeatedly, before standing up to leave.
"Well, I'm going. Have fun!" I say to her whilst making my way towards the front door. Katherine laughs at me.
"I don't know where you think you're going, but you can't leave." She says smugly, stabbing her self again.
I turn around to face her, sporting a smug look of my own.
"Actually I can." I inform her. "Luckily for me, Damon has been paranoid about compulsion since he found out that originals can compel other vampires, and he has had Stefan and I - including himself - drink vervain on a daily basis to prevent it from happening to us." I continue towards the door, open it and step out. "It burns like a bitch, but it works! Toodles." I wave to her with the fingers of my right hand and shut the door. The last image of her face, full of shock and anger, is priceless!
I run home, as fast as my vampire abilities allows me to. I barge through the front door, not stopping to close it behind me. "Guys," I shout as I run in to the living room, expecting to see Damon and Stefan, maybe Elena, but I am greeted by the sight of Stefan, Elena, Ric, Jenna and Elijah. What the fuck are all of these doing here??
Double checking the room, I wonder where Damon is? It doesn't take me long to find out.
"Where the hell have you been?" He snarls in my face, appearing from nowhere, grabbing both of my upper arms, pulling me closer to him.
"That can wait," I tell him. I'm about to say 'because I have something to tell him' but he cuts me off.
"No. It can't!" He looks so angry. Too angry even.
Damon swings me around so fast, my feet lift of the floor. The motion only stops when he has me firmly laying over his raised lap, that he has propped up by putting his foot on the coffee table. It all happened so quick I was nauseous. He starts spanking me so hard and fast, I lose the ability to speak coherently straight away.
"GAH! ST-STOP! PLEEAA-AAAGH" with my legs kicking on one side of his leg and my arms flaying on the other.
This spanking is hardcore.
"DA-AARGH! DAM-HAHOW" words still fail me as I scream, uncontrollably. In the 30 seconds Damon has been spanking me for, he has easily swatted me almost 100 times, using most, if not all, of his strength.
I am unaware of anything besides the burning fire of hell, descending on my ass, until I hear Stefan trying to get him to stop.
"DAMON, GET OFF HER," he shouts, stopping his arm mid-swing. Damon just shoves him hard, sending him flying across the room and carries on smacking me.
I want to scream with each swat, but I am spent. I lay limply, my whole body just dangling, accepting each and every slap. I continue to sob, but nothing else. Elijah comes to my rescue.
"That is enough," he says, grabbing him arm. I feel a bit of a struggle, but he is far too strong for Damon to push away. He drops his leg, letting me fall to the floor, shrugging his arm free of Elijah's grasp, then walks out of the room. I lay on the floor, still crying, when I feel myself being picked up - bridal style. I look up to see Elijah cradling me.
Stefan quickly pulls me from Elijah, holding me close. He comforts me. No one speaks until my crying has subsided.
"Are you okay, Sophia?" Ric asks me. I nod in response, not trusting myself to speak just yet.
"What's going on?" I ask, as soon as I feel able to. "What's wrong with Damon?" I knew he would be mad at me, but I had no idea he would be that mad.
Stefan told me about the sacrifice. The elixir Elijah has given to keep Elena alive. The fact that Damon doesn't believe it will work. Now I understand why he is so pissed. As much as I hate it, Damon is in love with Elena. The thought of her dying is driving him insane. I'm not excusing his actions, I just understand them now.
Damon loving Elena shows me he has his humanity and I don't want him to lose that. I know that if Elena dies, he will turn it off again and disappear. So, even though I hate that he has just spanked me, not just because he broke my butt, but mainly because he done it in front of everyone - especially Elijah, I go up to see him.
I reach his room, hoping he has calmed down some, and knock on his door. He is standing in front of his window, looking out.
"What?" Is all he says to me.
"Damon?" I call out to him, but he doesn't react.
I stand there, wondering what to say or do, before my instincts take over. I quickly run over, snaking my arms through his and wrap them around his back, leaning my head on his chest. I wait a few seconds, starting to feel unwanted, when I feel his arms slowly wrap around me, his face press against my head. We embrace each other, offering silent comfort to one another.
"I'm sorry, Princess," he says, breaking the silence.
"I know. Me too," I say back, squeezing him tighter before letting go. "Damon, I need to tell you about Klaus..."
He nods, letting me know he is listening, but I shake my head and point to my ear. He knows that I mean the others will listen, so he moves his eyes to one side, urging me to follow him. I do. He leads me to the roof.
"Tell me but keep your voice down," he whispers.
"Okay. Klaus is back in his own body and he has 2 witches working with him," I tell him.
"Aaannnddd?" He knows there is more info.
"I overheard him talking to them." I carry on. "I heard him talking about Tyler. They are going going to use him in the sacrifice. We have to help him, Damon."
"Leave it with me," he says, standing up and pulling me with him.
We go back in, I make my way down to the others, Damon heads back to his room. I don't really want to just sit there, still feeling embarrassed by what happened earlier.
"Would anyone like a drink?" I offer.
"I'll have a coffee please, Soph," Ric asks
"Me too, please?" Says Jenna.
"Me three, please?" Elena says. I turn to Elijah, wanting to know what he wants.
"I am not in need of any refreshments at this time, but thank you for the kind offer." He bows slightly and smiles at me.
"Stefan?" I ask.
"I'm good," is all he says, even though I know he isn't. I can tell by his whole demeanour.
I walk to the kitchen to sort out the drinks and Elena heads towards the stairs. The kettle doesn't even have a chance to boil when I hear raised voices and a scuffle taking place upstairs. I drop the coffee cup I am currently holding - it smashes on the floor - and run to see what is going on. Before I reach the bottom of the stairs, Elijah's strong arms wrap around my waist.
"Elijah, what are you doing?" I ask after a bit of a struggle.
"You don't need to be up there right now, Sophia," He says to me. As soon as he stops speaking, I hear a loud bang, followed by the sound of furniture breaking. I start to struggle once more.
"Please, Elijah, just let me go!" I beg him. "They are going to hurt each other."
"I apologise, Sophia, but I feel your presence might only aggravate the situation and with all that is happening at this time, that is most certainly not needed."
Ric and Jenna run past me, heading upstairs.
"Why are you letting them go?" I ask, frustration evident in my tone.
"They are adults, Sophia, they can do as they please."
Not this shit again.
"ELIJAH! I AM NOT A FUCKING CHILD!" I scream at him. His only reply is to lift me off the floor and carry me to the library. He puts me down on the leather sofa, then sits next to me.
"Sophia, listen to me." His voice turns quite stern. "Unfortunately for you, you became a vampire at the young age of 16, which means that no matter how many years may pass, you will always be 16 years of age. Forever a child."
I already know this, obviously, but it still stings to hear it. I wish I was turned when I was eighteen! Life is and forever will be, unfair!
I hear the front door slamming and just know that it is Damon leaving.
"Now can I go?" I ask Elijah. He listens for a moment...
"Yes, you may go." I vamp away from him, up to Damon's room within seconds. I pass a running Jenna on the stairs.
Stefan is on the floor, Ric and Elena hovering over him. Walking over I see blood coming from Stefan's abdomen, a bloodied pole on the floor a few feet away from him. Stefan is in agony, clutching his stomach and moaning out loud. It is a horrible sight, one that I wish I hadn't seen. It hurts me when my brothers are hurt.
This situation is foreign to me, I never have to take care of my brothers, they always take care of me. I stand in place, watching as Jenna comes rushing back in to the room, a blood bag in her hand. Elena feeds it to Stefan and he quickly stops moaning, then stands up, seemingly better. The only sign that there was something wrong is the hole and massive blood stain on his shirt.
I can tell what the fight was about by looking at Elena's blood stained mouth. Damon must have fed her his blood, so if she dies tonight, she will come back as a vampire. Elena looks distraught. As soon as I know everything is ok with Stefan, I leave the house to go and find Damon. He has a lot to answer for!
The first place I go to is the Grill. It's his usual place to go so I'm hoping he is here. I spot him as soon as I enter. He is sitting on a stool, next to the bar, a glass of bourbon in his hand. Typical!
"Why'd you do it?" I ask, sitting myself down on the stool next to him. He takes a sip from his glass before answering me.
"I don't knoooow?" He says, dragging out the know. "I panicked. I don't want her to die!"
I knew that would be the reason. He is so impulsive - he never considers the effects his actions have. Pot and kettle... and he wonders where I get it from?!
"What am I going to do?" He asks me rhetorically, draining his glass.
"Fucked if I know!" I tell him, dramatically shrugging my shoulders.
"Watch your mouth I am in no mood right now!"
"Sorry!"
Ric joins us moments later, sitting on the stool on the opposite side of Damon. He orders a bourbon "neat" before he acknowledges Damon or I.
"You know you've messed up, right?" He's says, staring into his glass.
"I know, I know... I screwed up. How can I fix it?" Damon replies.
"You can't, Damon! The sacrifice happens tonight and you have just handed Elena a sentence." Ric's words hurt Damon as he visibly recoils from what he said.
"Maybe I can ask klaus for an postponement? I mean, he has waited a thousand years, what's one month in the whole grand scheme of things? He jokes. At least, I think he is joking?
You know the saying "speak of the devil and he shall appear?" Well that's exactly what happened. The moment Damon finishes speaking, Klaus walks over to us.
"Gentlemen. Why so glum!" He asks, a cocky smirk on his face. It soon disappears when he realises I am there. "How the hell did you get out?" He then asks me, confused. I just smile and wink at him, offering him a cocky smirk of my own.
"Klaus I presume?" Damon asks him.
"In the flesh," he looks back to Damon. "Thanks for the loaner, mate!" He turns his attention to Ric.
Damon asks him to wait for the sacrifice, wanting his blood out of Elena's system so she doesn't turn into a vampire after it.
"I don't suppose I can talk you in to a postponement by an chance, huh?"
"You are kidding?" He replies. "Tell my He is joking?" He then asks Ric.
"No. Not really." Ric tells him.
"I mean come on, what's one month in the whole grand scheme of things?" Damon tries one more time.
I listen as Klaus threatens Damon's life if he is to interfere with the ritual. I fear for Damon as I know he will interfere. As he makes his way out, he turns his attention towards me.
"It was lovely spending the day with you, love. We should do it again sometime." The cheeky bastard is so sarcastic!
"Yeah, the pleasure was all yours." I say, holding out my hand. "Whilst you're here, I would like my phone back?"
Klaus reaches in to his pocket, retrieving my phone and hands it to me, keeping a firm grip on it as I try to take it.
"You should learn to do as you're told, my love... you never know who is lurking around and what their intentions may be." He lets go then walks away, leaving The Grill seconds later.
What Klaus said really creeped me out. I mean, why would he say that? What did he even mean? It makes no sense to me.
"So what's the plan?" I hear Ric asking Damon, so I ignore what Klaus said for the moment and listen in.
"I don't know yet, but I'll come up with something. Firstly, I need you to take Soph home." He says, raising from the bar stool. I want to interject. Tell him no way, but after that awkward encounter with Klaus and the mood Damon is in, I think better of it.
I am scared for Damon, not knowing what he is going to do, so I give him a cuddle.
"Stay safe and don't do anything stupid!" I warn him, tightening our embrace.
"No promises babes sister, just make sure you go straight home. I don't need to be worrying about you, you hear me?" He warns as he pushes me away, pointing his finger at me at the same time.
I nod my head. "Yes sir!" I say as I slowly make my way out of The Grill.
I feel Ric put a comforting hand on my shoulder, but it has little effect. I continue walking to Ric's passenger side door silently climbing in as soon as I reach it. The drive isn't long and we pull up outside the boarding house just in time to see Stefan and Elena getting ready to leave.
"Where are you two going?" I aim my question at the both of them, not caring which one answers me.
"Elena and I are just going out for a little while. We won't be long, a few hours tops." He pulls a miserable looking Elena closer in to his side. "Go inside and stay there." He orders me. "Ric, could you keep an eye on her whilst we're gone, please?" Ric nods his head as a way of saying yes.
"I don't need a babysitter," I huff. Looking between Stefan and Ric.
"With everything that is going on right now, I need to know you're safe!" He tells me.
"Whatever Stef..." I walk inside, Ric in tow.
It's been over three hours and there is no sign of anyone returning. I am anxious now and stupid thoughts are running around my head. I know Ric won't just let me leave, so I will have to sneak out of the house. I pretend to fall asleep on the sofa and wait for him to leave the room. I silently make my way over to the front door, looking back to make sure Ric hasn't seen me. He comes in to view as soon as my hand is on the handle.
"SOPHIA!" He yells as I yank open the door and run away.
I have no plans of where I am going or what I am doing. I have a terrible feeling in my gut and I just know that I need to find Damon. I look for him everywhere with no success. He is in none of his usual places. It's almost dark outside and I'm getting worried as I know the sacrifice will be taking place soon.
The only place I haven't looked for Damon is Ric's, so I make my way over there. I wait over the street for a short while, checking that there is no sign of Klaus. There isn't so I enter his apartment block, quietly making my way up the stairs.
I listen intently, trying to hear Damon's voice with no such luck, so I enter his apartment. I am greeted by the sight of Katherine, lounging on the sofa acting like she hasn't a care in the world. An open bottle of liquor in front of her.
She opens her mouth to speak but I cut her off.
"Have you seen Damon?" I ask her.
"Yes," she replies, offering no more.
"Well..." I gesture with my hands for her to keep going.
"He was here. Now he's not." She shrugs her shoulders.
"And..." I ask, wanting more information. "Where is he now?"
"Do I look like his secretary?" She replies.
"Fuck you Katherine!" I retort.
I turn to leave when I here her make a noise.
"Sophia, if I was you, I would be nice to Damon as you never know how long you have left together." She says cryptically.
"What do you mean?" I press for more.
"By sophia." She says, reaching for her alcohol.
I rush away, running as fast as my vamp speed will allow. I make it to the Gilbert house within minutes. I'm about to enter when Jeremy stops me.
"Sophia, don't come in. Bonnie has put a barrier spell up so you won't be able to leave." He warns me.
"Where's Damon? Have you seen him?" I ask. Urgency clear in my tone.
"We don't know where they are?"'I assume he means Damon, Stefan or Elena.
"We?" I ask, unsure of who he means.
"Me, Alaric and John," He replies. Ric must have came here as soon as I left the boarding house.
I stand there, not quite knowing what to do for a moment, then it hits me.
"Jeremy, where is Jenna?" A sad look takes over his face.
"Klaus has her." He tells me.
I take a second to process what he is saying.
"Why does he have her? She is no use to him!" I question. He shrugs his shoulders at me.
"RIC," I yell, wanting him to come to the door. He appears seconds later.
"What's happening? Tell me where they are?" I can see that he is conflicted. He doesn't want to tell me as he doesn't want me in danger, yet his girlfriend is in the hands of a killer.
"They're at Stevens Quarry," he eventually tells me.
I can tell that it pained him to tell me where they are, so I thank him before making my way to the quarry.
I get there just in time to see Bonnie walking towards Klaus. She is chanting, her arms stretched out in front of her. I scan the area. There is a dead lady in a circle. I then see Jenna. I gasp in horror as I realise she is dead next to what I assume is an alter. Then I see Damon. He is carrying a lifeless Elena towards Stefan who is laying on the ground.
I am frozen to the spot. My chest is heaving, my breathing erratic. All I can do is watch everything happen.
Klaus falls to the floor next to a fire. Stefan asks Damon to take Elena home. Elijah appears out of nowhere. He puts his hand in Klaus' chest. Bonnie says something then Elijah grabs Klaus and jumps through the flames.
I haven't got a clue what has just happened. I couldn't comprehend anything that was said. My head is a mess. I fall to the floor, bent over with my head on my knees and my arms wrapped around my legs and begin to cry. I don't know what else to do.
I don't know how long I am alone, crying on the floor, but I become vaguely aware of someone sitting down next to me. I look up to see Damon. I bite my lip as I don't know how he is going to react to me being there. I wasn't supposed to leave the house.
To my surprise, instead of yelling at me or lecturing me, he pulls me in to an embrace. I once again cry. Damon holds me until my cries have subsided. I look at him, expecting to see fury in his eyes because I disobeyed him, but all I see is love. He smiles at me before lifting me up and vamping us both home.