Author's note:
I just want to say sorry for the long as wait but I'm starting to get more chapters on now. But be warned I am lazy so I can take a while to put on new chapters.
But here's the latest chapter and please review!
Her phone vibrated against the wood of the table at the Mystic Grill. Mia ignored the call or text and finding difficulty as she changed the setting to silent mode. It was a Saturday afternoon and Kol was preoccupied with football training not that he needed it but he was permitted to show up and show off, and Rebekah was busy down at the school as well for a cheerleader practice which Mia gladly missed. This was her first day alone and she wanted to savour it. An hour or two for herself wasn't too much to ask for.
She sat there slumped against the leather seat with an open book. She sipped repeatedly at her peach ice tea and once in a while she'd nibble on a French fry from the bowl she ordered. Like everybody she too had become caught up in the fantasy of 'the hunger games' her birthday present, and she was enjoying the story so far.
There across the room from Mia sat Damon, again on a stool by the bar counter and always on time for happy hour. This time he was accompanied by Alaric who too felt like drowning his sorrows in whiskey that day. The second Damon came across her presence in the room he couldn't take his eyes off her. They were glued on her, metaphorically.
Mia could sense his stare. She could see it in the corner of her eye as she looked up from the pages in the middle section of her book. She hadn't seen Damon in a while, weeks even. She'd been purposefully distant with both him and Stefan. Except this time she couldn't find herself ignoring his lingering gaze on her.
"Ric what does a dashing guy like me have to do to get a date with her?" Damon asked, indicating with his finger that he meant Mia.
"Blindfold her and carry her in the trunk of your car" Ric replied.
"Seriously" Damon said.
"Hey I'm just being honest, that girl is with the originals" Ric stated.
"And she can hear everything you're saying" Mia muttered under her breath and only Damon could hear it. Now that Damon knew she was aware of him he left his stool at the bar to join her over at the table. "Hey there beautiful" Damon greeted her, carrying two glasses of beer with him and handing one to her.
She snatched it from the wooden surface of the table before he could even say cheers. Damon was surprised to see her drink so fast, chugging down the remains of the liquor in a minute or less.
She caught Damon watching her through the corner of her eye. "Don't do that" she demanded.
"Do what" Damon asked.
"Stare at me with that cute puppy dog face" Mia said.
"You think I'm cute?" Damon asked.
"No I think you're annoying" Mia responded. He only chuckled under his breath and took another sip of his drink. He sighed in defeat because obviously he was not near to having her seduced by him and his charm. "So where's your boyfriend?" Damon asked, and Mia suspected that he would. And with that she left the table and walked past him on her way to the door entry.
She was stopped by Damon as he held her gently by her arm. "Give me a second chance...you don't even know me yet you hate me" Damon said sternly.
"I don't hate you Damon. I could never hate you, we're family" Mia said to comfort him. "Fine I'll give you another chance but no flirting as hard as that may be for you. And you can't talk about Kol" Mia spoke to him.
"I wasn't planning on talking about your boyfriend. I wanna talk about you" he said.
"Why?" she whined.
"I would like to get to know you...Is that such a terrible thing?" he asked her.
"No I suppose it isn't" she said.
"Good. Tell me everything" he said and led her back over to the table. He sat opposite her and looked into her eyes with a grin on his face that softened once she gave him a cross look. Mia found it hard to look at Damon. His eyes were too intense for her, a too familiar colour that brought flashbacks to her mind. When she was with Damon she felt feelings for him that she shouldn't be feeling, for a woman who's spoken for.
Kol hadn't heard from Mia all day. She'd promised to meet him at the house hours ago after his football practice as if he really needed the practice, but being the quarterback he had no choice but to be there. After sending her a text he stopped for a quick drink at the Mystic Grill. And there he saw Mia sitting at the bar counter with a very drunk looking Damon Salvatore.
So she'd blown Kol off to spend time with Damon...Kol didn't like the sound of that. He angrily strode over to where they sat and drank their tequila shots and then chugged them down. "I won!" he heard Mia say aloud. Her glass was clean of alcohol long before Damon finished. "Don't be smug sweetie. I let you win" Damon spoke. She elbowed him softly.
"Well isn't this a surprise" Kol spoke sarcastically.
"Hey Kol! You made it!" Mia said a bit loudly.
"Why haven't you replied my texts? I've been trying to talk to you" Kol asked her in a concerned voice.
"Most people would take that as a hint" Damon spoke without thinking. Kol turned his gaze on Damon with a vicious stare, a look which suggested Kol might just tear his throat out if they weren't in a public area. He took a small step towards the Salvatore brother but Mia placed her hand firmly against his chest, signalling for him to stop.
"Kol he's just joking. Sit. Join us" Mia said politely. Damon grinned and called on the bartender for three more shots. He passed the glasses around, one to Mia, one to Kol, and one for himself. Kol was silent as he drank down the small portion of the drink.
"There I sat, I drank. Now let's go" Kol said and rose from his seat and he held on gently to Mia's arm.
"You are right. We should go" Damon said and stood along with the original and his girlfriend. "Let's take a drive to my place...have a real party" he said with a hint of mischief in his voice. Mia looked uncertain of who she should go with. Leave with Damon and have Kol play the jealous type or leave with him now before he really tore out Damon's throat the second they left the Grill.
She looked to Kol, "what do you think?" she asked him, letting him decide. Kol sighed irritably as Damon looked into his brown eyes with his own attempt at a puppy dog face. He made small fake whimpers. "Fine we can go with Damon. But just this once" Kol gave in. Not to Damon's face but to Mia.
They arrived at the Salvatore boarding house. "Welcome to my evil lair" Damon announced as he led the two of them through the doorway to the living room area. Kol ran the tip of his finger across a wooden cabinet, inspecting the dust smudge on his finger.
"The place could do with some cleaning up" he said mockingly.
"Hey be nice" Mia pleaded casually.
"I am being nice, just be glad I agreed to this" Kol said.
"And in time you will be very glad, my friend" Damon said and brought a bottle of wine over to Kol, and handed it to him.
"We're not friends" Kol told him.
"Ouch" Damon said.
"So what do you say" Mia said, taking the wine bottle from Kol and taking a swig.
"You know...two's company but three is a party" Damon said persuading Kol.
"Maybe so but it's still a crowd...but hey crowds can be a lot of fun" Kol said with a mischievous grin flashing across his face. Who knew what trouble the three of them could get into.