Damon's Daughter
Chapter 2

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I'm starving. It's been nearly two weeks since I've had anything to eat. Well, anything fresh that is. Bunny blood doesn't even compare to human blood. I saw many people walking around town and I felt the veins under my eyes bulge out. I pulled my car into The Mystic Grill and took a few deep breaths. Self-control has always been a challenge for me, ever since I was little. I could clean out an entire town in less than a week by the time I was five. When my mom died, my urges got even stronger and harder to control, and I soon became a skilled murderer. By the time Elijah found me, I had killed thousands. Elijah. It's been far too long since I've spoken to him. Maybe I should call…

The sound of my growling stomach tore me away from thoughts of Elijah. I decided to visit the Mystic Grill and get a bite. Not the bite I'd really like to get of course. I can't start killing before I make myself at home.

I made my way through the crowded restaurant, which was filled with teenagers, and sauntered towards the bar. The bartender looked me over and smirked. "Hey gorgeous, what can I get you?"
"Surprise me," I mumbled as I set my purse on the counter. The bartender grinned and started to prepare my mystery drink.
"So what's your name, beautiful?" he probed.
Oh, great, I thought. He's going to try and chat me up. I looked him over for a moment, thinking. His brown hair fell over his blue eyes and I could see the outline of his muscles through his shirt. He wasn't unattractive by anyone's standards. I suddenly remembered how long it had been since I'd had any action. And Elijah and I were over. Oh, why not, I thought. It's not like I've got anything to lose.
"What do you want it to be?" I flirted.
He laughed and set down my drink. "I'm Nathan."
"Emma," I smiled before I took a swig of my drink. Mmm. Bacardi. And then it suddenly occurred to me that this idiot hadn't even asked for my ID.
"Emma. A pretty name for a pretty girl," he said as he grinned his panty dropping grin. "I haven't seen you around before. Where you from?"
"Oh, here, there, everywhere," I smirked, already getting bored.
"Ahh. Emma, can I ask you something?"
Oh God. Here comes the bad pickup line, I thought. I nodded and he ran his eyes all over my body before continuing.
"You've got a nice set of legs. Can you tell me when they open?"

I threw my rum in his face before I snatched my purse and stormed out of the Grill. I had to give the douchebag credit though. I've heard many rude pickup lines, and that one might just take the cake. I started to walk towards my Mercedes when I heard the door to the Grill open. I turned around and saw your stereotypical blonde girl walking towards me.

"Hey, don't mind Nathan. He's an ass," she said.
"Yeah, I figured that. Does that line actually work on other girls? He seemed really disappointed when I threw my drink in his face," I smirked.
The girl laughed. "Oh, God. I hope no one's stupid enough to fall for that one. I'm Caroline Forbes, by the way. Are you new here?"
"Um, yeah. My name's Emma. Emma Salvatore."
"Salvatore? Like the ones that live in the boarding house?" She asked.
"Yeah. I'm their… niece. I'm going to stay with them while my mom is away on business." It scares me how well I can lie sometimes.
"Oh! That's cool. Do you know how to get there?" Caroline asked. "If not, I can give you a ride."
"Thanks, but no thanks. I can find my way there."
"You sure?"
"Yeah, but thanks Caroline. I really appreciate it," I smiled. Caroline was nice.

As I drove to my dad's house I got more and more nervous. The way I saw it, our meeting could go two ways. He could either welcome me with open arms and let me live with him as a family, or he could reject me and I'd go back to living by myself. The first way sounded appealing, but I wouldn't get my hopes up. After all, I'm no stranger to disappointment.

When I saw the boarding house I gasped. It was beautiful in an eerie way. And so…big. I pulled into the driveway, took a deep breath, grabbed my purse, and opened the car door. I made my way to the front door and hovered my hand over it. This is your last chance to run, Emma, the devil on my shoulder whispered. He won't want you. You're an abomination! Suddenly, the angel on my shoulder spoke up. Emma, you can't turn back now. You have to take a chance. He might not turn you away. You might have a family again! I closed my eyes and lightly knocked on the door. Seconds later I heard someone walking towards the door. I gasped as the door opened and revealed a familiar face.

"Katherine?" I exclaimed in disbelief.
"Oh, no. I'm Elena," she smiled, and I could tell it wasn't Katherine. This girl seemed too nice to be Katherine. She must be the doppelganger that everyone's talking about. "And you are…?"
"Oh, yeah. Um, I'm Emma. Emma Salvatore. May I please come in?"
"Salvatore? Stefan and Damon didn't tell me that they had a sister," she said.
"I'm not their sister. I'm uhh… Can I please come in? I really need to talk to Damon," I begged.
Elena hesitated.
I sighed. "Please, Elena. It's really important. I promise that I'm not a serial killer or anything."
Elena smiled a bit and opened the door a bit wider. "Sure," she said. "Come in."
When I walked in I gasped. It was even more beautiful on the inside.
"Damon! There's a girl here who needs to talk to you!" Elena shouted. One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds, five seconds, six seconds, no answer. "Damon!" Elena shouted again, louder this time.
"I'm coming, I'm coming!" a voice shouted back.
I felt like my heart was going to beat out of my chest. In less than ten seconds, I was going to see my dad for the very first time. I held my breath and waited. Before I knew it, Damon Salvatore was standing in front of me.
"Who's this?" he asked Elena.
But before she could reply I stepped towards him and gave him an answer.
"Hi, Dad."