Damon's POV
I had a fun time with Paige. I haven't felt this way in a long time. Could it turn into something more? Stefan's been on my mind lately because he's been lonely. All he does is write in his journal and go to school. I'm really worried about him. I don't want him to become the ripper again. He acts like a completely different person. He's been doing so well for years. He hasn't been the same since Elena died. I drove home in my Blue Chevy Camaro. I parked my car. I got out of the car. He was in the same spot when he left. He was writing in his journal, seated at his desk.
"Are you still writing in your journal?" I asked.
"Yeah I have a lot of feelings that I need to pour out on." He said.
"Have you ever thought about living in the real world?" I asked.
"Funny. If you're going to mock me. You might as well fuck off." He said.
"Did you have a good time with Paige?" He asked.
"Yes in fact I did." I said.
"What are your intentions with her?" He asked.
"We're just friends." I said.
"She's a person, Damon. She doesn't exist for your amusement. To feed on whenever you want to." He said.
"I wouldn't do something like that. She's my friend. She might qualify as my only friend." I said.
"It wouldn't be a good idea. You shouldn't involve her in all of this." He said.
"Wasn't planning on it." I said.
"Good." He said.
Then I went back to my room. I laid down on the bed.
Paige's POV
I returned home. I had a really good time with Damon. I think he'll be a good friend. I think he might be right, that men and women can't be friends. We need establish some ground rules for our friendship. I don't want to take risks. I was sitting down on kitchen table doing homework. My dad was sharping knifes for hunting.
"There you are. Did you have a nice breakfast?" He said.
"I wouldn't mind if we did it again." I said.
"I've got some leads for the case." He said.
"Yeah? Do tell." I said.
I didn't expect for him to remember what happened. I was planning on working on the case by myself. It's fine if we work on it together. We'll find more leads that way. But I'm afraid he'll do something to Stefan. He doesn't deserve that.
"I'm going to talk to Dominique Watson." He said.
"That would be great. Didn't you go to high school with her?" I said
"Yes I did. I kind of fancyed her." He said.
"Then you should ask her out." I said.
"I don't know. We've been friends for so long. Wouldn't it ruin it?" He said.
"Doesn't hurt to try." I said.
"Fine. You convinced me." He said.
"I'm going with you." I said.
"Yeah I'll let you tag along." He said.
Earlier I applied for a job at a coffee shop. We went outside to the car. He started the car. He drove off. We didn't talk much on the way down. We parked in the car park by police station. We got out of the car. We walked into to the police station. We went inside. He showed our fake badges. Dominique was sitting by her desk.
"Hi guys. Come with me." She said.
She had dark hair, fair skin, and hazel eyes. She was really pretty. She looked like she was in her mid thirties. She might be of oriental descent. We followed her into the morgue. She pulled the door. Rachel's lifeless body was before us. It felt weird looking at her. She had a bit on her neck.
"This how we found her." She said.
"We're going to find who did this to her." He said
"Definitely." She said.
"What kind of leads are you getting?" He asked.
"Not much. We know it's a vampire. They're telling the public that it was an animal attack." She said.
"I'm tired of all these animal attacks. We have to find who did this." I said.
"Exactly." She said.
"They're vampires in this town, aren't there?" I said.
"That's what it looks like." She said.
"Could we talk in private?" He asked.
"Very well." I said.
I left the room, where I paced the hallway.
"What is it?" She asked.
"I was wondering if you want to have dinner." He said.
"You're asking me out?" She asked.
"Yes." He said.
"Yeah I would love to." She said.
"What kind of food do you like?" He asked.
"I like all kinds. About we go the pizzeria?" She said.
"Sorted." He said.
"I don't like the idea of Paige getting involved. She's just a child after all." She said.
"She can take care of herself. She learnt from the best." He said.
"I know. Just be careful." She said.
"Always am." He said.
"Alright, Paige. You can come back now." He said.
I came through the door.
"Did I miss anything?" I asked.
"No not much." He said.
"We should probably get going. I'll see you later." He said.
"Bye." She said.
Then we went out of the police station.
"So what did she say?" I asked.
"She said yes. She seemed excited." He said.
"Good. You see I told you." I said.
Then we drove home. I went upstairs to finish my English coursework.
Damon's POV
I was in the middle of drinking a bourbon. There was a knock on the door. I made my way towards the door. I opened the door. There was a girl standing before me. She looked about seventeen. She was very beautiful and tall. She had a slim figure with long straight light brown hair and olive skin.
"May I help you?" I asked.
"I'm Gwendolyn Maxwell. Most people call me Gwen. A local directed me here because I don't know anyone." She said.
She extended her hand. I kissed it.
"Damon Salvatore." I said.
"Gwen." She said.
I was confused for a moment. Then I remembered we live in a boarding house.
"Come in." She said.
She came in. She looked all around. Then Stefan came around the corner. He had a puzzled look on his face.
"Who's this?" He asked.
"This is Gwen Maxwell. She will be staying with us." I said.
"I apologise for my rudeness. I'm Stefan. It's a pleasure to meet you." He said.
They shook hands.
"Likewise." She said.
I led her upstairs to her room.
"Do your parents own this?" She asked.
"Yeah it was inherited." I said.
I stopped in front of her room. She glanced around to see the entire room.
"Is this comfortable for you?" I asked.
"Yes very much." She said.
"Let me know if you need anything." I said.
Then I left her alone.
Paige's POV
I went upstairs to change into my hunting gear. I put on a leather jacket, jeans, and black boots. I got my cross bow and put a stake in my boot. We went outside to go to hunting. He had on his hunting gear. We got in the car to drive to the woods. We usually hunt during the night because vampires burn in the sun, they come out during the night. We got out of the car. We were walking in the woods. We were not trying to make a sound because vampires have enhanced hearing and they can read minds. I was ready for anything. Then we heard a female scream somewhere in the distance. We ran to stop the vampire. He was running really fast. We finally caught up with him. He was sucking her dry in the nearby tree. He looked young. I was prepared to shoot. I shot an arrow at him. The vampire growled. He let go of the girl he was feeding on. He disappeared for a second. Then all of sudden he was right in front of me. He backed me in the corner. I had no way out. I was trapped.
"So you think you can outsmart a vampire. You're wrong. I can read everything you're thinking. You pretend you're brave but on the inside, you're afraid." He said.
"I'm not afraid of you." I said.
I kicked him in the groin. He fell to his knees.
"You're strong for a little thing." He said.
I get that a lot because I'm short. People think I can't be strong. They always underestimate me.
"That's the last time. You hurt anyone in this town." I said.
I grabbed the stake from my boot. I staked him. Some of my dad's friends wondered why he would let a girl into the hunting lifestyle. Being a hunter made me who I am today. I know I'll have a normal life. I like my life the way it is. My dad was standing behind a tree.
"Good job. You staked a vampire by yourself." He said.
"All thanks to you. I couldn't have done it without you. You taught me everything I know." I said.
Then I thought of the girl.
"We should do something about the girl." I said.
The girl looked scared. She looked confused. He probably influenced her to forget what happened. She had dark brown hair, brown eyes, and fair skin. She looked about my age.
"Where am I?" She asked.
"You got lost." I said.
"I should probably go home. My parents would be looking for me." She said.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"Evelyn Ainsworth." She said.
"We're going go to take you back to your parents." I said.
"Alright." She said.
Then we took her home in our car. We didn't talk on the way home. We parked outside of her house. We walked to the front of this house. A middle aged woman answered the door.
"Mum!" She said.
"Evelyn!" Her mum said.
"Where have you been? I've been looking everywhere for you." She said.
"I'm sorry. I got a little lost." She said.
"Who are these people?" She asked.
"These are the people that found me." She said.
"Thank you." She said.
"Your welcome." I said.
Then we left her house. We went inside our car. We didn't say much on the ride home. I hope she's alright.
"I hope she's doing OK." I said.
"So do I." He said.
Then we parked the car in front of our house. I saw Damon's car. What's he doing here?
"Who's car is that?" He asked.
"Oh that's just my friend Damon's car." I said.
"I thought you didn't like any of the boys in town." He said.
"We're just friends, Dad." I said.
"He's a little old for you, isn't he?" He said.
What's with him? He's never been the hovering type
"Don't worry. We're hanging out. That's all" I said.
"Best to keep it that way." He said.
He decided to drop it. Then we walked to the patio. He was sitting on a chair.
"Hi." I said.
"Hi." He said.
"Alright?" He asked.
"I'm fine." I said.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"What are you doing with your dad? It's pretty late." He said.
Why does he want to know? I had to come up with a lie.
"Nothing. I just had to do some errands." I said.
"I guess I just missed you." He said.
I didn't know what to say.
"Oh." I said.
Then my dad came towards us.
"We haven't met. You must be Damon." He said.
"It's nice to meet you." Damon said.
"Likewise." He said.
They shook hands.
"How come I never met him?" Dad asked.
"Sorry. I just never got around to it." I said.
"Will you stay for dinner?" Dad asked.
"Dad. I'm sure he has other plans." I said.
"Actually I don't. I would love to." He said.
I rode with Damon.
"I'm sorry. You probably had other plans." I said.
"No, don't apologise. I want to." He said.
Then we talked in silence for the rest of the ride. We made it to the pizzeria.
"How many?" The hostess asked.
"Three." I said.
"Right this way." The hostess said.
We followed the seating hostess to our table. I sat next to Damon.
"Have you been here before?" I asked.
"Yes." He said.
"What do you usually order here?" I asked.
"It depends on what I feel like." He said.
"Your server will be with you shortly." The hostess said.
I was still confused on why Damon came to my house. It must mean ssomething. Then a petite red head was standing before us.
"I'm Cassia. I'll be taking care of you." She said.
'"How about we start with something to drink? What will we have?" She asked.
"I'd like a dr. pepper." I said.
"I'd like a glass of vodka." He said.
"And for you, sir." She said.
"Just diet coke." Dad said.
Then she left us alone.
"So tell me about yourself." Dad said.
"Well I just moved here. My parents died. I have a brother." He said.
"Are you guys close?" Dad asked.
"No not really. We have a bit of strained relationship." He said.
"I go to school with his brother. He's really nice to me. He's really polite and sweet." I said.
I think he's attractive. But I don't fancy him.
"It's ok if you do. I mean I get it. He's always been a bit of a lady magnet." He said.
I didn't know how to respond. So I said nothing.
"Do you have a thing for him?" Dad asked.
"No nothing like that."" I said.
"What's your day job?" Dad asked.
"I'm an entrepreneur." He said.
"What do you do in your free time?" He asked.
I realised I don't know much about him. There's a bond between us. It's like nothing I ever felt before.
"I play video games and read books." He said.
"I wouldn't peg you the type to read books." I said.
"Well you shouldn't judge people before you get to know them." He said.
"I'll be right back." Dad said.
Then he stood up.
"I thought he'd never leave." He said.
I was getting uncomfortable. I don't know how to talk to boys.
"So what about you? I'd like to know more about you." He said.
"There's not much to know about me. I'm what they call an average girl. A girl next door." I said.
"That's true. There's so much more to you than that." He said.
"Well my mum died when I was young. My best friend died from an animal attack. I've lost a lot of people." I said.
"What do you like to do?" He asked.
"I know a little a bit of gymnastics." I said.
"You should show me some time." He said.
"Maybe." I said.
Then my dad came back and sat down.
"What did I miss?" Dad asked.
"Nothing much." I said.
Then the waitress returned.
"Are you ready to order?" She asked.
"Yes I think we are." He said.
"I'll have a meat calzone." He said.
"And you miss?" She asked.
"I'll have lasagna." I said.
"I'll have chicken Parmesan." He said.
"Alright. Coming right up." She said.
Then we had dinner. We left the restaurant. We were at the patio of my house. Damon and I are facing each other.
"I had a really good time." He said.
"Likewise." I said.
"We should do this again. Next time, just the two of us." He said.
"Yeah I'd like that." I said.
"It's late. I should turn in." I said.
"Yeah." He said.
Then he leaned in. He was about to kiss me. I wanted to. What's wrong with me? I'm not supposed to be fancy him. It's going to happen. Then the front swung open.
"It's late. You should probably come inside." Dad said.
"I'll see you later." I said to Damon.
"Yeah totally." He said.
Then my dad shut the door.
"You were going to kiss him. I thought you didn't fancy him." He said.
"I don't. I thought you liked him. You sound like you're upset." I said.
"I get a bad feeling when I'm around him. Like darkness. You shouldn't hang out with him." He said.
"Look I appreciate that you're trying to protect me. I can take care of myself. Everything's going to be fine." I said.
"There's something going on between you two. I can feel it when I walk in a room." He said.
"I'm not having this conversation." I said.
"I'm going to go to bed. I'll see you in the morning." I said.
I went upstairs. I got ready for bed. I laid down and put the covers over my head. I want to see him again. I can feel the same thing that my dad's feeling. It's a darkness. Is something wrong with me? I eventually fell asleep.
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