(A/N: The ideas are flowing people~ We will hopefully get very far in the story now very fast~ Hope you enjoy this chapter!)
D POV
We pulled up to the Grill a little bit later. It was only noon so not too many people were there… Luckily, not too many people included my annoying brother, who WAS at school. I'd spotted his "car" (if that's what you called his stupid ride) there when we'd passed the building the second time to head back into town.
I parked the Jag and got out of the car. Kristi didn't wait for me to open her door and I sighed as she still put her hand on my elbow that I offered to her.
"How do you expect me to be a TOTAL gentleman if you won't let me open all the doors for you?" I questioned her as I opened the door to the Grill for her. She smiled.
"I'm not completely useless and –" she stopped in front of me and put two fingers on my chest, beginning to walk them up towards my neck "– it was just a car door," she purred.
My mind blanked, but I was getting better at not showing it. Instead, I hissed softly under my breath, both elated and utterly distracted by her touch.
"You can't do that to me in public," I snapped quietly under my breath.
"Do what?" Kristi whispered, a teasing smiled on her face. She kept her hand on me, now drawing circles on my shoulders. My eyes rolled back a little, but then I growled at her, so low that no human could hear it.
"THAT," I snapped again. Kristi smiled again, obviously happy at her affects on me. She knew she had me, hook, line, and sinker…
"Now, about your tour," I said in a normal tone. She walked by my side as I led her into the building.
"The Grill," I told her, using my hand to gesture to the room in front of us. She laughed.
"Some tour," she said, smiling, her voice thick with sarcasm.
I sighed. "Well, it's basically one room. The only other things I could show you are either Vodka or the bathrooms…"
"How about some food? It IS lunch time," she suggested. "We can have VODKA when it's later…"
I smiled and led her over to a booth, sitting myself down across from her. "Can this count as our first date?" I asked her, smiling. She slapped me again.
"Be polite, like you were earlier… If this was our first date, I'd tell you," she told me a smug look on her face when I rubbed my cheek.
Just then, a waiter came over. He was about college age… and looked a bit of a brainiac.
"Wait, shouldn't she be in school today?" was his first question to me, though he kept flashing his gaze between me and her… lingering more on her than I liked…
The next time he looked at me, I compelled him.
"No, she shouldn't be in school today. It is a HOLIDAY AND she is with me only so get us whatever we want without any question and keep your eyes off of her from now on," I instructed him, my voice a bit possessive. "You will forget we had this conversation and take our orders NOW, but you will also get us a complimentary VODKA later."
The man had a dazed look on his face (as most humans did after I compelled him) and blinked a few times before saying, "Hello, my name is Chris, and welcome to the Grill. What would you like to drink?"
"I would like a Sprite," Kristi told him, casting me a quick glare when Chris didn't even look at her.
"And I would like a Coke," I informed him. Chris nodded and headed off.
Kristi slapped me again, in the same spot. I winced. "You're going to leave a bruise…" I muttered under my breath.
"What was that for?" she hissed quietly and quickly at me.
"What was what?" I asked innocently, though I knew exactly what the "what" she was speaking of was.
"You know perfectly well what I am talking about!" she snapped at me, seeing right through my innocence. "WHY did you compel him the way you did?"
I scowled. "What else was I supposed to do?" I growled in a low tone, the question was rhetorical, but she answered it.
"You COULD have said that I didn't LIVE here and that I was only VISITING a family friend," she told me quickly, growling a bit as I was still.
"What fun is in that? BESIDES, he was totally checking you out!" My voice was possessive again and I fought to keep it at the low tone it was at.
"Well, you have no right to be to concerned about that now DO you," she said, her voice now hard as she leaned back against the cushion of the booth, calming instantly. "What if I didn't mind, hm?"
I growled under my breath. Kristi rolled her eyes.
"Stop growling…" Kristi told me in a hard voice, and then she lowered it, muttering under her breath, "Who gave you the right to be so possessive?" The question rhetorical like mine had been.
I answered anyways.
"I gave myself the right," I snapped, leaning back in my seat also, arms folded across my chest now.
"You know," Kristi said suddenly, "you're not really as macho and 'tough-guy' as you have people think you are…"
"THIS coming from the girl who's known me a little over a day," I scoffed, rolling my eyes. What did she know about me? NOTHING, nothing at all.
But, I wished she could know more…
"No, this coming from the girl who's been treated like a proper lady for the last 24 hours and not like some THING you just use for blood and sex," Kristi told me firmly.
She DIDN'T know me! Not at all, for that was exactly what I'd intended to use her for a first!
I wanted her to know me SO bad, though… to know me from who I really was… and care for me anyways…
Her defiance angered me, though, and without thinking I responded.
"You know what? Just ask anyone I know and they can tell you that I have slept around with people, many people! It'swho I am! It's what I am! You can't change the facts, or the past, it just IS what it IS no matter how stubbornly you think it ISN'T!" I told her, one fist slamming down on the table as my voice rose a bit. I instantly lowered it when people began to stare, but I wasn't done yet. Instead, my voice got low and faster with each word as my anger built up.
"I had NO intention of walking you safely home the night we met," I informed her harshly. "I had planned on feeding off of you and using you, compelling you and then leaving! It's what I usually do!"
"But there you were, all defiant and beautifully unafraid of me… I couldn't resist you, nor even consider harming you after hearing the words you spoke to me… I was wrapped around your finger from the beginning…" I thought to myself, not saying it aloud though for it would destroy my entire argument.
"But you DIDN'Y because you cared, what other people think is not the real you Damon!" she told me, cutting through my lies, her voice filled with the belief she put into that statement… No, it WASN'T the real me, but it was the me that never got hurt… emotionally… and that's what I needed if I was going to survive another hundred years…
The rude side of me that was the lie was stronger and spoke without my permission…
"Say one more word –" I growled, but she cut me off, doing just that.
"I know you won't hurt me Damon," she said in a firm voice, a voice filled with undeserved trust… which I was about to break.
The rude, brooding side of me was winning control. I fought against it, the gentleman in me not wanting her to get hurt… but I'd lived to long in that side, acting like a jackass too often to even give my good side a chance…
"The hell I won't do!" I shouted at her, standing up, looming over her.
She didn't even flinch and it set me off, lighting the short fuse I had. The jackass took over entirely, trying to keep everyone at arm's length again…
Literally.
In a flash I reached out and got a hard grip on Kristi's left arm, digging my fingers deep into her skin without actually breaking the surface. She gasped a bit and then quickly bit down on her lip, holding her voice in.
Her beautiful voice… Her voice that had every right to shout at me now as I continued.
I heard a pop and Kristi winced, tears now streaming down her cheeks.
That was enough to bring the gentleman back for a little bit. I let go of her, drawing my hand back quickly, a horrified expression coming to my face.
"Kristi, I–" I started to say, having no idea how to apologize…
I couldn't… I was at a loss for words…
Suddenly, her head snapped up and she glared daggers at me, a blank expression on her face.
"Ah –" I suddenly shouted, falling into my seat in pure agony. My hands were clutching to my hair for dear life. My head felt like there was a fire inside of it, trying to burn its way out, eating me alive, inside to out…
She was a witch… I never realized that… She'd never MENTIONED that… She's was WAAYYY more powerful than Bonnie, too…
When the pain began to fade slowly away, I managed to look up. I did so just in time to see the door to the Grill shut behind Kristi…
I scowled, the jackass instantly back… He came back just in time for me to not feel any pain over her absence…THIS is why I didn't care for anyone… They only hurt you, over and over… no matter what you did…
At least half of the people in the Grill were staring at me; some were on the phone with the cops I assumed… What the hell did I care about them though, or the stupid cops…
I ignored them and instead whistled for our… my waiter.
He scrambled over hurriedly, tripping over his own two feet once or twice before successfully making it to my table. "Y-y-yes sir?" Chris asked timidly, his voice shaking with fear. It almost made me chuckle…
ALMOST, instead, though, I growled.
"I'll take that Vodka NOW."
K POV
Tears betrayed me, streaming down my cheeks as I rushed out of the Grill, clutching my left arm to my chest.
I couldn't believe he'd done that… Stefan was right; Damon was a self-centered douche bag…
I scowled, pausing by Damon's stupid, flashy Jaguar and giving it a mighty kick in its fender, leaving a dent. I smiled to myself before turning away from the Grill and heading towards school; I wanted to get as much distance between HIM and myself as possible…
I ignored everyone I breezed past as I walked, not caring what sort of attention a crying girl (with an injured, out of socket shoulder) would attract.
School wasn't really that far away from here. When it came into view, I slowed down, finally stopping across the street from it.
It appeared to be lunch time, for many kids were outside eating on the picnic tables, taking advantage of the weather. I looked around for Bonnie or Stefan… I noticed both of them sitting at the same table along with Elena and… some blonde I didn't know…
I hesitated, not really sure why I was here now…
Just then, Bonnie looked up, glancing around, as if she knew I was looking at her. She spotted me and Stefan did too just after her. He excused himself from the table and made his way over to me.
"Kristi? What's wrong?" he asked as he stopped in front of me, his voice filled with concern.
At least ONE person I knew actually cared about me…
Unlike that self-centered, brooding, cold HEARTED –
I hesitated, not wanting to tell him everything… I was still questioning WHY I'd even come here…
I sighed. "Do you know how to fix a shoulder that has been pulled out of socket?" I asked Stefan a bit timidly.
Stefan's eyes widened a bit, confused (and shocked) by my statement. Then, a look of understanding came over his face, followed by hatred. "Damon," he growled, not as a question to me, but as an obvious answer and explanation.
I only nodded.
Stefan then took my right arm, gently, and began to lead me back to the table he'd been seated at. "Bonnie can help… I don't know what else I could do… except maybe beat Damon for you…" he muttered under his breath. It made me smile at bit, his reaction.
As we neared the table, Elena and Bonnie watched me with concerned eyes. The other girl with them was a blonde… whom I still didn't know.
Bonnie rose as we stopped by the table. "Kristi, what happened?" she asked, concerned as Stefan had been.
"DAMON happened…" Stefan growled under his breath.
"What did he do?" Elena questioned while also offering the seat beside her, across from Bonnie. I smiled at her and sat down.
"Well… he was giving me a tour of the town, and afterward we stopped at the Grill," I began, still rubbing my aching arm (a bruise was starting to form). "We got a table and our waiter came over… Damon compelled him because he'd asked why we weren't in school… and because he was 'checking me out'…" I scowled. "We got into an agreement over it and it eventually came to the point where he was shouting… I told him I knew he wouldn't hurt me… and… well, he did…" I stopped there, refusing to tell anymore.
"That bastard!" The blonde exclaimed.
"How do you know him?" I asked her, a bit confused.
"Let's just say he's 'used' me before," she explained, and then she held out her hand to me. "By the way, I'm Caroline."
I shook her hand with my good arm. "I'm Kristi…" I told her, reading her as we shook hands. She was a vampire, too.
Though, I assumed she was good simply because Stefan was friends with her.
Then, I turned my attention to Bonnie. I placed my hand on top of one of hers and quickly sent her a telepathic message.
"Do they all know you are a witch?" I asked her. Bonnie's eyes widened at my "voice" in her head, but then she nodded.
"Good," I said, and then I took my hand off of hers.
"Wait, did we just miss something?" Stefan asked before I could speak again. He was observant.
Bonnie nodded. "Kristi is very powerful… She sent me a telepathic message…" she explained to team and they all looked at me. I ducked my head sheepishly, not liking the attention.
"I was making sure you all knew what she was before I did this." I told them. Then I turned to Bonnie. "You know what channeling is, right?"
Bonnie nodded and I held out my hand "May I then?"
Bonnie hesitated and then put her hand in mine. I squeezed her hand before closing my eyes and beginning to mutter a spell under my breath… After a bit, everyone heard a pop and I winced, stopping the spell, letting go of Bonnie's hand and rubbing my shoulder.
"Ouch…" I muttered.
"Did you seriously just use a spell to put your arm back in socket?" Caroline asked, a bit surprised, and I nodded. Then, just as I opened my mouth to explain further, Stefan cut in.
"How did you remember that spell?" he asked, and then Elena cut in again before I could answer HIM.
"Why didn't it heal your bruise, too?" she persisted.
I threw my hands up in the air. "One at a time please!" I told them, but then, as I lowered my hands, I glanced at my arm and scowled a bit, realizing that the bruise was, indeed, still there… A perfect bruise… on my arm… in the shape of Damon's hand… just perfect.
The others grew quiet as I clarified and answered their questions.
"Okay, so Caroline," I started, "using a spell to heal an out-of-socket arm is much less painful than the medical procedure. PLUS if I went to a hospital, they might to blood work and they'd notice something off about me, being who I am."
Caroline nodded, satisfied, and then I turned to look at Stefan.
"I'm really not quite sure how I remembered that spell… though I've discovered that if I TRY to remember a spell and I don't really NEED it, I won't remember, but in situations, like in the forest, where my health was at stake –" then I thought mentally to him "– or when I had to attack Damon at the Grill–" and then out loud again "– or right now, I could remember a healing spell for that injury very easily."
Finally, I faced Elena to answer her question (while Stefan still baffled over how I'd just communicated with him… and what I'd just told him… He was beginning to realize that I hadn't told them everything).
"Spells are very specific, it only let me heal my shoulder because the spell was for healing bones; breaks, fractures, and things out of socket," I explained to her. Elena nodded, and understanding look coming to her eyes.
Bonnie had noticed Stefan's look before this and suddenly struck up a different conversation with Caroline and Elena, glancing at me as she did.
I nodded to her and touched her hand. "Thank you," I told her. Then I moved my focus to Stefan's so I could speak to him.
I replayed the entire incident to him in his mind, images all included. He appeared to be eating as he listened.
"You see," I said at the end, "I did to him what Bonnie can do… with twice as much force… It… incapacitated him long enough for me to leave and come here…"
"I'll kill him myself!" Stefan thought rather loudly. He was such as caring person, it made me smile.
"Thank you for your concern, but that won't be necessary," I told him softly. This time, his eyebrows raised in shock.
"You heard that… and THIS?" he asked mentally, a bit surprised.
I nodded. "It's sort of a two-way thing. I can hear your thoughts AND project mine into yours so YOU can hear them."
Just as I'd finished explaining this to him, the bell rang.
Caroline stood up and Elena did too. "Kristi," Caroline started, "us girls have decided we need a sleepover, a girls' night–"
"– so you can get away from Damon," Elena finished for her. I grinned.
"THAT sounds awesome actually, I'm going to have to take you up on that," I replied, still smiling.
Then, Bonnie spoke.
"Hey, Kristi, if you don't have anywhere to go for the rest of the day, you could tag around school with me until it gets out," she suggested. "I can tell teachers you are a relative from out of town." She smirked a bit at that, since it was very close to the truth.
I was still grinning. "Thank, I think I'll have to take you up on that."
(A/N: So here it is~ I hope you liked it! REVIEW please! I'm sorry it took so long to update, I was short on time, though I had it all written out~ Thanks for reading guys! Hope you enjoy the next chapter when it gets up, too~)