Chapter two

You're annoying

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Then she closed the door behind her and left him alone…alone with a four year old toddler. It was at that moment that the real question started to rise in his head…

What did he have to do now?

He turned his head around and looked down at the little girl, who had silently moved from her place at the couch and was now standing right in front of him. Her eyes were watching him in a haunting manner and he could hear the voice in his head repeating that she was just a little girl. A little helpless girl…not a vampire…not a werewolf…nothing life threatening…right?

"Which game are we gonna play first?" she asked with a sweet voice as an innocent smile appeared on her small, oval face.

Damon frowned, walked towards the couch and put himself down in it, while focusing his eyes back on the girl. Her gaze was a little dazed, like she had trouble understanding what he was doing.

"Listen, girl…," he started, but she interrupted him immediately.

"Ally," she said, while she folded her arms over her chest. The way she behaved…she seemed to be a mini-version of Elena. Her brown eyes peeked at him with a glance of annoyance. Something he saw quite often.

"Ally," he repeated then, "Maybe you don't know it yet, but I'm supposed to look after you…as in watching that you don't do anything stupid. Playing isn't on my list with to do things."

He emphasized the words so that they would be clear from the outset.

Ally frowned; little wrinkles slid down her smooth forehead. "Not one game? Just one…"

Damon pinched the bridge of his nose and then said, as calm as possible: "One game…and then you leave me alone. Understood?"

She didn't really pay attention to him or his words anymore, because from the moment she had heard him say 'one game' she had started jumping around the living room, pleased.

"Which game then?" she asked in an enthusiastic way, as she finally came to a standstill.
"Tag?"
"No," he replied.
"Who is it?"
"Hell no," he almost called.
"Hide and seek, then?"

With that word, a little plan made his way into his thoughts.
"Yeah, sounds good," he said with a smile. "Go hide yourself, then I'll come and find you later."

She squealed with pleasure and just wanted to run away, when she pointed a finger at him and said sternly: "Don't look. That's cheating."

He growled inside of him and then closed his eyes. From the moment that he heard her rushing up the stairs, a mean smile started to crawl on his lips.

Salvatore…you just solved another problem.

Ally could be busy for hours with finding the right spot to hide herself in…and it would take hours for him to find her…if he would go and look for her…but he wouldn't…
Ally-free time…didn't sound bad at all.

He threw his legs on the coffee table, took his Blackberry out of his pocket and started texting to Ric.

Thanks for leaving town today, friend…Because of you, I am having the worst time of my life.

He sent the message and he wasn't surprised that he got a response within the minute.

It's just a little girl, Damon. She won't bite you. Have a nice day further, huh.

And that was the encouraging advice from his vampire hunting friend. He just sounded like Elena…in a not ladylike way then.

Guess who'll lose his head when he sets foot in Mystic Falls again.

Ric apparently wasn't afraid of his little threat because he still had the courage to send him another message back.

I'm shaking on my legs…but serious now…she's a kid…so behave yourself…or the poor thing will hold a trauma for the rest of her life.

A trauma…to him? So what? He had never heard a girl complain about that…mostly they liked having him in their thoughts.

He shook his head and texted back:

Watch out that you don't lose Jeremy…or I know someone who will try to kill you…just that you know…but that person won't be me.

Yeah,yeah…no problem. Hear you later, mate.

Mate, if he really was his friend, than he would immediately turn that ugly car of his to help him out of here. But no, having a men's day out with Jeremy was many times more enjoyable. Sometimes he really wasn't good at his head.

He put his Blackberry back in the pocket of his jacket and decided that he could better sleep for a while. So that he would be able to stay awake when there was really happening something…because this was a waste of time. And he had eternal life…

He had no idea what time it was when he suddenly awoke because of Ally, who had barged in the living with an angry look upon her face. She looked scary for such a little girl and if glances were able to kill, then he would have been dead already. Well…really dead. Stone-cold dead

"You haven't even tried to find me," she screamed angrily. Damon rolled his eyes and was planning on ignoring her, but she kept staring at him, like a rabid cat that was planning to claw his eyes out.

Then suddenly, she broke her intense staring and picked something up from the floor, to what she pointed all her attention.

"Wow, what's this?" she asked curiously while turning the little black thing around in her hands. "E…L…E…N…A."

Damon realized what the thing was that she was holding in her hands…his Blackberry. It must have fallen from his pocket while he was asleep.

"Is this a phone?"

He jumped up and snarled: "Give it back, Ally."

She shook her head forceful, her long brown curls jumping around her.

"I'm going to tell Elena that you're annoying." With those words, a wicked grin spread across her lips, one that only he could use so well. Apparently there was something in her character that was almost the same like his.

"And you can't do anything about it!" she cried, already running down the hall.

Damon ran after her, cursing himself for promising Elena that he would behave himself...which meant…no vampire things.

With a sharp bend, she turned around the corner of the stairs and just slipped away from him before he could grab her sweater. She ran in Elena's room and shut the door behind her.

"Ally!" His voice almost sounded like the growl of a wild wolf. "If you don't give it back then…"

"Then what?" she called from the other side of the door.

"Oh, you really don't want to know that!" he growled while throwing the door open. He looked around the room, but she obviously had already found a "shelter".

He growled, frustrated. That kid would make sure he went crazy…or crazier…

"Come out, come out, wherever you are, Ally," he said, calmer now, while searching through all the holes and corners a little girl could possibly hide in.

Then he heard her voice coming from the inside of the closet.

"Elena, I don't like him, he scares me, can you come home…please?" She sounded imploringly. He moved cautionary to the closet, without making any noise and then pulled the door open.

Ally started to scream and squealed into the phone: "Help me, he's going to kill me!"

Little cliffhanger…so…how did you like it so far? Please review, you would help me a lot with it. The next chapter will be up soon, but it's a busy week, so maybe it will take a little more time. I'm not sure about that…but the story isn't at his end yet…so…stay tuned.