PART 3
An hour and a half later, Stefan Salvatore, Damon's younger brother, pulls up in his black Porsche. I'm just finished getting dressed, when he knocks on my bedroom door.
"Come on in, Stefan!" I tell him, looking around for my other shoe.
"Damon get off your lazy arse and help me find my other bloody shoe!" I scream at Damon, who's sitting fully dressed on my bed, reading one of my books,
"Yes dear!" Damon sighs, "Women!"
"Men! You ask them to do a simple thing and it's a crime!" I shout.
"It is a good thing that your parents have just gone out!" Damon replies.
"If you two sound like this now, I would really hate to see what you are like whenever you two do get married!" Stefan says, smirking.
"Hi Stefan." I say, calming down slightly.
"Hello Mila. How are you?" Stefan asks, still smirking. "Ready to go?" he adds.
"I'm fine. Yeah I'm ready." I tell him, putting my shoe on, which Damon found under my bed. "Is Damon coming with us, or is it just the two of us?" I ask, looking at Stefan.
"Damon can come with us, if he wants." Stefan says, looking over at Damon, who has gone back to sitting on my bed again.
"I do not think so!" Damon says, looking up from one of my books, which he must find interesting, "Not after what happened the last time."
"Why, what happened?" I ask curiously.
"Well let us just say, that by the time we got home, the blisters on my feet were giving birth to blisters, they were spawning baby blisters!" Damon looks accusingly at Stefan, who just grins and shrugs.
"Well, I suppose we had better be heading off, the traffic is gonna be hectic." Stefan says.
"Okay. See you later Damon?" I ask the black eyed, older Salvatore.
"Yes, if Stefan does not walk you to death!" Damon says laughing, "Just make sure you take care of my little angel, little brother."
"I will take good care of her, like she was my own soulmate." Stefan replies, wrapping his arms around me, "Let's go sweetheart!" he adds, laughing at Damon's frowning expression.
"Hey, hey, hey! Paws off little boy!" Damon growls.
"Don't tell me what to do!" Stefan growls back.
"I'm older!" Damon yells.
"I'm taller!" Stefan yells back, towering up close to Damon.
"Boys, boys! Hey Damon, let go of Stefan's neck!" I yell at both of the brothers, "God! You two are like little kids! If you two don't stop fighting, then get the hell outta my room!" I continue, pointing at the door.
"We are sorry." Damon squeaks.
"We will be good." Stefan squeaks as well.
"Good! Shall we then?" I turn to Stefan, and link arms with him.
"Yes. Let us go." Stefan replies, looking at me as though I've grown an extra head.
"See you later Damon." I say letting go of Stefan, grabbing Damon and kiss him passionately. I go weak, due to the soulmate link.
"Bye angel." Damon says, breaking off the kiss.
"Oh, get a room you two!" Stefan complains.
"We've already got a room." I reply frowning.
"Only you are in it, so stop complaining little brother!" Damon says, looking as though he's about to deck Stefan senseless.
"Come on woman, you can kiss and cuddle Damon all you want when we get back!" Stefan says, pulling me away from my soulmate.