I parked my car along the curb from Elena's house. She invited me to come to her aunt's barbeque. I walked over to the front porch and knock on the door.
"It's open!" I heard someone yell, I opened the door and I was greeted by Elena coming from the kitchen.
"Hey Allye, glad you could make it." She said smiling.
"I can't miss a good barbeque." I said shrugging, walking into the kitchen to see Mason, Alaric, and Elena's Aunt Jenna.
"Hi you must Allye, I'm Jenna her aunt." Jenna said shaking my hand.
"Hale, I didn't expect to see you here." Mason chimed in.
"Can't get rid of me that easily Mason." I teased him.
"You two know each other?" Jenna asked.
"He's an old friend of my brothers." I answered grabbing a chip from the bowl.
"Who's your brother?" Jenna asked again.
"You probably don't know him, his name is Derek Hale." I told her.
"Hey, sorry I'm a little late." I turned around to see Damon, what happen last night played through my head again.
"Damon." By the tone of voice from Jenna, she does not like him.
"Hey I'll grab you a glass buddy." Alaric offered going to look for a shot glass.
"No here, he can use mine." Jenna said putting her shot glass on top of the pie box and walked into the living room.
"She hates me." Damon said sighing setting the pie box on the counter.
"Hey we haven't met, I'm Mason." Mason said holding out his hand.
"Damon," Damon said shaking his hand.
"I've heard a lot about you. You sound like a pretty good guy." I tried holding in a laugh he had no idea.
"Really? That's surprising, cause I'm a dick." Damon said smirking.
"Hey Hale, you meet him yet?" Mason asked looking at me.
"Oh I've met the lovely Allye alright." Damon said waggling his eyebrows.
"Good because he reminds me of your brother." Mason said walking past me.
"I've made the same comparison." I told him.
"So about what happened last night." Saw that coming.
"Look I know you don't want to talk about it and neither do I, so let's just forget that it happened." I told him, I went to go walk away but he grabbed my wrist.
"That's the problem, I can't forget it and I have a feeling you can't either. Why don't you just admit it now that you definitely feel something for me?" Damon said with a smirk.
"You are really too cocky for your own good. I don't have any feelings for you." I answered him and pulled my wrist out of his hand.
"I don't believe it!" He called out as I left the kitchen.
After we ate, Damon suggested we played a game. Much like charades but you drew it instead and you couldn't write any words. Currently Damon had drawn music notes and a canine with a ballerina skirt on. Being a Werewolf I knew it was "Dance of the Wolves". My guess is he's testing Mason.
"Um a puppy in a tutu?" Caroline guessed.
"No." Damon answered shaking his head.
"A hound dancing? You ain't nothing but a hound dog?" Jenna guessed, Damon motion his finger towards her telling she was getting warm.
"Dance of the Wolves." Mason answered.
"Mason got it." Damon announced nodding.
"How is that a wolf?" Jenna asked looking at the picture.
"Alright my turn." I said getting up, I liked to haze Mason and I knew of a certain movie that would nail not only Mason but also Damon.
I grabbed a green marker to draw grass then the light blue and colored the sky and drew some stars.
"Um night!" Jenna guessed, I shook my head.
"Stars?" Caroline guessed and again I shook my head. I continued to draw a moon then a little stick figure below it.
"Full moon?" Alaric guessed and again I shook my head.
"Werewolf." Damon called out and he flashed his eyes over to Mason.
"Getting warmer." I told him, I drew another stick figure and this time the sun hanging above its head. I drew a mouth on the stick figure then two little sharp teeth sticking out.
"Vampire." Mason called glancing back at Damon.
"Warmer." I edged on and drew arrows from the stick figures of the Werewolf and Vampire to the sky I drew.
"Oh come on give us another hint." Caroline begged, I sighed and drew little sparkles around the stick figure Vampire.
"Twilight!" Jenna and Caroline shouted together.
"Yes!" I shouted nodding my head.
"Amazing how we only knew that until after you made the Vampire sparkle." Alaric stated chuckling.
"Well Twilight is known for ruining the image of a terrifying Vampire by making them sparkle." I did little jazz hands when I said sparkle and said it in a fake terrifying voice.
"Well I'm going to get dessert ready, I'll be back." Jenna said going back into the kitchen.
I followed Jenna into the kitchen and stopped seeing a decorated box with silverware in it.
"What's this?" I asked walking closer to it.
"It was my mother's silver set." I nodded my head and avoided the silver and just as Damon walked in and noticed. Jenna grabbed some paper plates then headed to the dining table, leaving Damon and me alone in the kitchen.
"What's the matter Allye, don't like silver?" Damon asked as he picked up a silver knife from the set.
"Silver's a myth Damon, it won't work. Just like with garlic and Vampires." I whispered to him as I closer to him, "See?" I grabbed the handle of the silver knife with no problem.
"Well there are two different species remember?" Damon reminded grabbing the silver knife from my hand.
"And you're wondering if that will affect the other species." I guessed.
"Correct and what was with the Twilight thing back there?" Damon asked sending me a smirk.
"I felt in the mood to poke fun at…well not really Mason, it was mainly towards you. Face it you know that Twilight has officially ruined the image of a Vampire. Every teenage girl always has a fantasy of having their own Edward Cullen." I teased him.
"What about you, you're still in the teens." Damon asked with a smirk on his face.
"Oh please, I've been Team Jacob since it came out. My fantasy was having my own Jacob Black and if I recall you're the complete opposite of that, sparkles." I teased him again and nudged him when I said "sparkles".
"Sparkles? For your information I don't sparkle." Damon said scoffing but a smirk still plastered on his face.
"You're positively one hundred percent certain?" I asked leaning my hip against the counter looking at Damon.
"You know I'm getting this nagging hint that you're flirting with me." Damon stated smirking and pointed the tip of the knife at me.
"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not. Good luck with your little Werewolf hunt." I said heading back into the living room and all the way there I felt Damon's eyes on me.
I was sitting at the dining table talking to Alaric and Mason when I felt someone hover over me and a pie was placed in front of me with the silver knife underneath it.
"Mason, why don't you do the honors and start us off." Damon gestured and continued to hover over me. Mason turned around the pie and avoided the silver and grabbed a piece with his hand. He did that to provoke Damon on purpose and it worked.
"Oh sorry I'm kinda of an animal sometimes." Mason hinted and I rolled my eyes.
"So Mason, did you and Jenna date back in high school?" Alaric asked suddenly as Damon took a seat next to me.
"No we were just friends. She was all for Logan Fell." Mason stated.
"My first mistake. Mason was a catch. He had girls lining up." Jenna noted, I almost jumped when I felt Damon's hand on my knee. I sent him a glare but he was pretending like nothing was going on. His smirk though told me otherwise.
"Really? I always pegged you to be the lone wolf." Damon commented, could he be any more obvious? I grew tense when I felt Damon slowly rub circles on my knee with his thumb.
"I'm sure I wasn't half the lady killer you were." Looks like Damon wasn't the only one being obvious. I felt Damon's hand start to trail up my leg. I stomped on his foot and with my Werewolf strength I knew he felt that. I saw his jaw tense telling me he felt it alright, and was trying to hold back from groaning in pain.
"Allye can you go help Elena set up the Guitar Hero?" Jenna asked looking between Damon and me.
"Sure thing." I was willing to do anything to get away from Damon's grabby hands at the moment. I walked into the living room and saw Elena setting up the Playstation 3.
"Hey need any help?" I asked walking over to her.
"Actually can I ask you something?" Elena asked standing up straight.
"Sure," I answered shrugging.
"Would I be the worst friend in the world if I left to go check up on Stefan? He isn't returning any of my calls and I'm starting to get worried." Elena asked concerned.
"No-"
"Not to sound rude but you're sounding like a clingy girlfriend." Caroline interrupted me.
"I'm not clingy, I'm just concerned." Elena argued.
"Caroline if you're so worried about her then why don't you take her yourself?" I suggested to her.
"Fine, I'll drive you." Caroline said sighing.
"Thank you, Allye you sure you're fine with setting this up?" Elena asked grabbing her jacket.
"It's fine just go see Stefan alright?" I advised her and gave her a hug which she returned. Once Elena and Caroline left I finished setting up the Guitar Hero. After I finished I went to the kitchen to get the others.
"Guitar Hero is set up and ready to go." I announced walking into the kitchen. Alaric, Jenna, and Mason walked out but Damon stood in the kitchen.
"You coming Damon?" I asked standing in the middle of the kitchen.
"How do you know Mason?" Damon asked ignoring my question.
"He's a friend of my brothers' and the Lockwood's are family friends to the Hale's. Why do you ask?" I answered furrowing my eyebrows. What brought this up all of a sudden?
"Just wondering, you and Mason seem very buddy-buddy." Damon noted wiggling his eyebrows.
"We're not that close but I've known him since I was little, same goes for Tyler." I explained while rolling my eyes.
"Hey you two coming to play Guitar Hero or not?" Alaric said walking into the kitchen.
"We'll be right there." Alaric nodded and left to go back to the living room, "Ready to lose Salvatore?" I asked facing Damon with a cocky smirk on my face.
"I should be telling you that, Hale. I'm pretty good at Guitar Hero." Damon advised me giving me a cocky smirk of his own.
"Well you've never faced against me." I told him and walked into the living room.
Later that Night
I walked through my front door and set my car keys and wallet on the side table close to the door. The barbeque was fun and Damon wasn't kidding when he said he was pretty good at Guitar Hero, but we were pretty even. Guess it has to do with the heighten reflexes or something like that.
All I knew that at the moment the only thing that went through my mind was sleep. I was completely and utterly exhausted; I was ready to go to my bed and just collapse. I dragged myself upstairs and entered my room. I turned on the light and took off my jacket and hung it back on the hanger in my closet. I turned around and nearly jumped out of my skin seeing Damon sitting casually on my bed.
"Oh my god you scared me!" I yelled holding a hand above my chest.
"I thought Werewolves were supposed to have great senses." Damon teased sending me his smirk.
"Doesn't mean we don't get scared and why are you in my room?" I asked him throwing a pillow at him which he easily caught.
"I tried killing Mason and it didn't work." Damon announced tossing the pillow to the ground.
"I told you silver was a myth." I rubbed in his face, with my lips forming into a coy smirk.
"Well that's why I'm here. You're a Werewolf you know how you die." I gave Damon a skeptical look.
"You want me to tell you how to kill a Werewolf? How do I know you won't use that knowledge to kill me?" I asked seriously crossing my arms in the process.
"You have little faith in me Allye." In a blur Damon had me pinned to the wall and had both hands on either side of me, blocking me.
"Well technically I'm your enemy. Vampires and Werewolves don't get along." I told him.
"We could prove that wrong." Damon said waggling his eyebrows.
"Get your mind out of the gutter, Salvatore." I told him shoving past him and taking a seat on my bed.
"You'll change your mind eventually." Damon assured cockily.
"You sound so sure about that, now do you want to hear how to kill my kind or not?" I asked him, crossing my legs and leaning my elbows against my knees.
"Are you saying you trust me?" Damon said smirking sitting in the chair near my dresser.
"I'm giving you a little bit of trust here, you screw up and you'll lose my trust forever." I said going straight to the point.
"Fair enough." Damon agreed nodding.
"Do you remember the plant they used back in the movie "Wolf Man"?" I asked him.
"Wolfsbane?" I nodded telling him he was correct.
"That movie wasn't lying. Wolfsbane is the best way to kill us. If it gets into our system we are completely helpless and our strength goes away like that." I indicated by snapping my fingers.
"So Wolfsbane is like Vervain but it only affects Werewolves." Damon summarized and I nodded.
"There are a lot other ways to kill us. We're not immortal like Vampires. There isn't really special ways in killing us. We can grow old and die from old age, you can snap our necks, you can slit our throats, and you can stab us in the heart. We can die a lot more easily than what the myths and legends say. And it doesn't help that the hunters are finding new ways of how to kill us." I said sighing.
"New ways like what?" He asked.
"Hanging us upside from a tree then cutting us in half." Damon's eyes widen hearing that, "It gets worse, electrocution, Wolfsbane bullets, and setting us on fire." I finished.
"I didn't know the list was so long." Damon admitted.
"Like I said we're not as invincible as people make us believe, another reason why Twilight kinda irks me. The Werewolves in that movie are considered immortal if they keep shifting and they don't really have any weaknesses, even to Wolfsbane. They were also called to be more powerful against Vampires which is meh…" Damon seemed to perk up to that.
"Not as powerful as a Vampire, I like the sound of that. Keep going." He urged on. I rolled my eyes and laid back in my bed and folded my arms behind my head.
"It depends on the Werewolf's rank, there are three of them. The Alpha, the Beta, and the Omega." I said holding up my hand and lifted one finger for every position I called out, "The Alpha is the leader of the pack and the strongest and they would have zero trouble at all keeping up with a Vampire, even an old one. The Beta is the second strongest and they would be able to handle against a Vampire that is over a hundred years old maybe two-hundred. Then the Omega is the weakest and they're known as the "Lone Wolf" and they could only handle a new Vampire since they don't have the strength of a pack to assist them." I closed my eyes from my tiredness, but I opened them when I felt the other side of my bed dip from the weight of Damon sitting on it.
"And which rank are you?" He asked looking down at me with the same smirk.
"I'm an Alpha." I informed him.
"Ooh a woman who takes charge, I like that." Damon said waggling his eyebrows again.
"You are such a flirt, did you have anything else better to do while you've been here for who knows how long?" I asked giving him a look.
"Not really you get bored after a hundred some odd years. I've been a Vampire since 1864." He informed me.
"1864? Wow, you're old." I said laughing and he put his hand to his chest in mock hurt.
"Ouch, calling me old. Do I look my age to you?" He asked lying down on his side and propping his head up with his arm.
"No but it's natural for me to say that, I was born in 1991 so forgive me if 1864 seems like a long time ago." I answered my laughter had now died down to a chuckle.
"I feel sorry for you. You were born during the 90's." I picked up my pillow and hit him with it but he put his arm up and deflected it.
"There is nothing wrong with being born in the 90's. That's when the internet came around and I have no idea where I'd be right now without it." I admitted to him.
"This century is really spoiled with things like the internet." Damon said taking my pillow and laying on it.
"Hey I need that if I want to go to sleep." I told him pouting slightly.
"I wouldn't have taken it if you didn't throw it at me." Damon noted innocently but his sly smile told me otherwise. That's when an idea popped in my head. I would beat Damon at his own game.
"Alright fine, I guess you win." I crawled over to Damon and rested my head on his chest while my hands slowly moved against his abdomen, feeling his muscles through his black shirt. Damon was watching me intently and he seemed to be enjoying the attention he was receiving. I saw my chance and nabbed the pillow from underneath him and returned back to my spot.
"Seems little Allye isn't as innocent as I thought." He commented laying back on his side and looking directly at me.
"When did I ever say I was innocent? You could say it's a Werewolf's nature to be cunning and conniving, a trickster to put it simple. Remember "Little Red Riding Hood"?" I told him with a grin on my face.
"Looks like I got tricked by the Big Bad Wolf." Damon compared but that sly smirk never left his face.
"Yep, now if you would kindly leave so I can finally go to sleep." I yawned after finishing that sentence. I kicked off my black boots and leaned back into my mattress.
"I don't know, I'm pretty comfortable." Damon stretched and leaned his head back on the other pillow.
"What's it going to take to get you to leave?" I asked him sitting up.
"Hm…a goodnight kiss would work." Damon commented and he did his weird eye thing again.
"Fine, but you promise once I do you'll leave me alone so I can sleep?" I asked him.
"I promise." He answered crossing his heart. I leaned down and at first it look like I was going to kiss him full on the mouth, but I quickly turned my head after his eyes had closed and kissed his cheek. His eyes snapped opened to see me giving him a wolfish grin.
"You only said a kiss you never specified where." I told him wagging my finger at him.
"You're such a conniving little wolf." He said sighing and he sat up remembering his promise.
"I take that as a compliment, night Damon." I called after him as he got near the window.
"Night Allye." With that he got out from the window and I quickly turned off the lights and changed into my pajamas and went straight back to bed.
That's it for chapter 3 folks! Damon gets to learn more about Werewolves and finds out they're not really that hard to kill. And sorry about the Twilight reference, I couldn't resist. It truly did ruin the image of a Vampire. Hope you guys liked it and stay tune to chapter 4. :D