Chapter Three
Damon POV
He was getting angry with the girl. It seemed she had a death wish. First, falling in love with a Cold One. Second, allowing that Cold One to drive her to near insanity. It wasn't healthy; not that his obsession with Katherine and Elena was any healthier.
He couldn't stand by any longer. It was time to take matters into his own hands, and he knew just how to do it...
Bella POV
The next day at school, Jessica had spread the word of Bella's rendez-vous the previous night. Everyone was staring and talking about her, but no one was talking to her except Angela. Angela seem to be the only one who had not given up on her over the past few weeks. As school came to a close that day, they headed for Bella's truck.
" Bella, it'll be okay. It's gossip today, but it'll be old news tomorrow just like always. Jessica's just angry because Mike is planning to ask you out since Edward-- oh I'm sorry..." Tge look of torment that graced Bella's face at the mention of his name was enough to make Angela come to a complete halt in the conversation.
It felt as if an icepick had been shoved deep into Bella's heart. She stopped, grabbing her chest.
"Bella, are you okay? Do I need to get the nurse? Bella... Bella!" Angela's voice teens with worry barely met Bella's ears.
It felt as if she was having a heart attack. Suddenly, a stranger was behind them. She didn't comprehend the words that he had said to Angela. All she knew is that Angela was gone, and she was alone with the stranger.
The next thing she knew, there was a pair of baby blue eyes, staring into hers. He looked deep into her eyes and said, "You're fine, breathe." His eyes dilated as he said this.
"Are you insane? I'm having a panic attack I am not fine. I'll never be fine again!" Bella gasped between breaths.
The look of shock that covered the stranger's face was strange. It was as if he didn't expect her to respond at all.
Slowly, Bella got control of herself. "I'm sorry for snapping at you," she said. "My name is Bella." She held out a shaky hand.
"Damon Salvatore, at your service." The stranger smirked, recovering himself quickly.
'Well, Damon. Are you the new grief counselor my dad hired?" She asked in a haughty tone, "Because if you are, I can assure you your help is not wanted or needed. No one can help me except him."
The look of pain that crossed her face nearly broke his heart.
"Well I can assure you, Miss Bella, that I am not a grief counselor. Merely a concerned bystander. But, the person that did this to you can never help you get better. I can assure you of that. I have been where you are and that kind of heartbreak cannot be healed by the person who did it."
His voice was so sincere she almost believed him, but what would a human know about being in love with a Vampire? So instead, she got in her truck, bid him farewell, and headed home.
Damon POV
Damon was at a loss. He didn't understand why his compulsion didn't work on this girl. It was time to do some digging. He would find out how to help her, if it was the last thing he did. As much as he hated to do it, it was time to ask for help, so he'd call the witch.
He doubted Bonnie would want to help, but she was his only option. He knew that he was the cause of her grandmother's death, but those were just trivial details. What was important right now was this girl.
"Hello, little witch."
"Damon, tell me right now why I should not just hang up on you. First, you brought about the death of my grandma, and then you left us to get Stefan out of trouble on our own. What could you possibly want from me that I would help you with? Speak quickly I'm about to hang up." Bonnie's callous attitude was expected. He knew she would be angry.
"I'm in Washington. I'm trying to help a human girl who has fallen for a Cold One who left her. I tried to compel the sadness away, but it didn't work. I do not smell Vervain on her at all. I need you to help me help this human girl. Please, Bonnie. And you cannot tell Elena or Stefan."
The sincerity in his voice struck Bonnie as odd. It was almost as if he cared for this girl. But this was Damon Salvatore, he didn't care about anyone but itself. However, since there was a human involved, it was her duty to help.
"I'll look into it and see what I can find. But first I need to know what a Cold One is.""Thank you, Bonnie. You have no idea how much this helps. A Cold One is a vampire subspecies, although they sparkle so in my opinion." At this, the contempt in Damon's voice was obvious, "Their skin cannot be penetrated by anything except fire or another vampire. Their saliva is venom. They have no heartbeat. They do not bleed. The Venom they inject into a human turns a human into a cold one if it does not kill them first. Anything else you need to know, you can find in my bedroom in my personal Library."
"Wow, this must be important if you're allowing me into your bedroom unsupervised." Bonnie laughed, "What is it about this human girl that's got you all worked up?"
"That's for me to know," he snarled and hung up.
Now to wait...