Chapter Fourteen
A/N: Sorry it's been a few days since I posted. I had a bad romance with a bit of writer's block. Anyway here is chapter 14! And for the perosn who asked, Damon is the one who Bonnie likes. Enjoy, doll babies!
Monster
Damon jumped into his car and drove to the Mystic Grill, which seemed to be the place to go when you wanted to find someone.
"For someone who doesn't drink you sure spend a lot of time at bars," Damon said, seeing Jules sitting on a stool.
"Hello, Damon." Jules said nonchalantly.
"Let's skip the formalities, shall we?" Damon smirked. "I think our relationship has progressed beyond small talk, don't you?"
"Fine." Jules smiled. "How's your friend? Rose, is that her name?"
"Don't play games with me, Jules. I know you know why I'm here," Damon said, anger rising in his cheeks.
"Why are you here?" Jules moved to a table and Damon followed. "I thought you didn't give a damn about anyone but yourself."
"That's not true. I really care about her," he replied.
"Just like you care about Elena?" Jules' eyes flashed gold for a second.
Damon gave her an inquisitive look.
"Trust me. I hear everything," Jules said.
"Just tell me the cure, please." Damon almost begged her.
"Have the chills started? The unbearable pain? Did I mention the dementia?" Jules said.
"She's passed that but she's just weak now and has fallen unconscious," Damon replied.
"Oh, wolfs bane." Jules smiled. "Good thinking but that won't cure her. You might actually poison her with that."
"Then tell me how to cure a wolf bite and I won't kill you," Damon said solemnly.
"You want a cure?" she said. "Take a stake and drive it through her heart."
"You know it isn't full moon right?" Damon asked. "I can kill you right now."
"But you won't because I'm the only one that can tell you how to save your precious Rose," Jules said, smiling. "Who else would you ask? Tyler? He doesn't even know how to help himself."
She took her things and walked out of the bar. Damon considered following her but he knew he'd never get anything out of her. That was a girl with nothing to lose and people with nothing to lose don't just offer up information. He'd deal with her later after Rose was better.
He went back home to find Rose stirring a little bit.
"Rose!" he whispered excitedly. "You're awake."
"Who are you?" Rose whispered.
Damon contemplated her words for a minute before his eyes got hot with tears. He thought they'd already gone through the dementia phase. This time he feared it was permanent. He felt it almost cruel to let her live and Jules' words play in his head: "Drive a stake through her heart".
"No!" Damon yelled and smashed a vase on the ground, startling Rose.
"Trevor?" Rose said suddenly, and grazed Damon's cheek with the back of her hand.
Damon smacked her hand down and sat back on the couch to close his eyes.
"Is there anything I can do?" Bonnie asked, walking into the massive room.
"Got any spells on how to cure a wolf bite?" Damon said sourly.
Bonnie looked down and shook her head no.
"Where's Caroline and that wolf," Damon sneered.
Bonnie pointed up, signifying that they were still upstairs together.
….
"I'm afraid to go downstairs," Caroline whispered into Tyler's chest.
"Why?" Tyler wrinkled his brow.
"Because of the people down there. They're so full of drama and I think they're going to ruin this perfect moment," she replied.
"Then let's avoid seeing them and just leave," Tyler said thoughtfully. "We can just get in my car and go anywhere really."
"What, do you want to go out a window?" Caroline giggled.
"Well, I mean we could." Tyler smirked.
"What if we went and found more werewolves?" Caroline suggested.
"Or what if we just went for pleasure," Tyler laughed. "I'm done with all the heavy stuff. Let's just have fun."
"Okay then, let's do it." Caroline smiled excitedly, jumping to her feet. "Let's go! Right now!"
"Really?" Tyler sat up, lamenting the absence of Caroline's warm body.
Caroline danced around the room singing no particular song. Tyler watched her with a proud look on his face, appreciating how free and lively she looked. It was the first time since they'd become close that they felt liberated and energized by their curses and not burdened by them. Life would never be easy for the two of them but at least they knew they were strong enough to handle it now.
Caroline flourished about and wrapped herself in the curtains, soaking up the warm feeling of the sun against her skin.
"I love this feeling," Caroline said happily. "I love the sun on my skin. It feels like I'm being kissed all over my body."
"I have my grievances with the sun," Tyler said. "It almost killed you the other day." "Well the moon almost killed you, but you don't see me cursing the night." Caroline smiled and jumped on the bed.
"This is true," he laughed and kissed her on the cheek.
"So let's get out of here. I'm getting sick of this stuffy house," Caroline said, pulling Tyler up by both hands.
"Okay, I just have to do one more thing before we go." Tyler grabbed her hand. "Meet me at the car?"
Caroline nodded and Tyler kissed the back of her hand, making her blush madly. She turned around to head out and Tyler gave her a playful tap on the bottom that made her blush even harder.
Tyler watched her leave with a smile on his face. But as soon as she was out of his sight, it faded fast.
He went over to the nightstand and took a letter opener up in his hands and thought for a moment. He figured there was no right way to do what he was about to do, so he took it and sliced his wrist open.
The blood came faster than he expected and he hardly had time to catch it in a little vile he had found on the bookcase in the room.
He collected as much blood as he could before his wound healed up and he put the little stopper on the vile.
He looked at the little bright red vile and sighed, "I hope Mason was right about this."