Chapter 9
Guided by a beatin' heart
2014
Damon knocked on Anastasia's door sighing "Look, I'm sorry for yesterday," when he heard no answer he knocked again. "I said I was sorry!" he groaned. No answer. He frowned and opened the door only, there was no one there. He walked over to the bed seeing a note, he picked it up and began to read it. 'Dear, who ever finds this note first. I'm sorry I left on such short notice, I just needed to change things. I need to know how I feel, need to know that I can make the right choice. Damon, I loved you. Annastasia.' He stared at the note for a while longer not quite knowing how to feel.
Annastasia drove along the highway feeling the wind comb through her hair. She only had one destination on her mind, onne place that was her own personal recluse, a little bar in Georgia. She pulled up into the bar then walked through and sat on a bar stool. "Bree, honey, I need you," Bree grinned wildly pouring her three shots and placing them on the counter infront of her. "No, no, no! Anna, if you wanna talk you gotta do the shots," Anastasia ran her fingers through her hair "I can't, I'm driving,"
"Come on, honey, stay the night if you need," Anastasia just rolled her eyes and grinned. She took the shots one by one throwing the liquid down her throat. She instantly felt more relaxed, whether it was the company of Bree or the liquid was unknown. "Thadda girl. Now, whats got you all upset?"
"Salvatore brothers,"
"Don't worry, honey, he left me too,"
"No, no, its not Damon. Its plural, both of them,"
"Oooh! You know, I just love gossip!" Bree grinned like a child and walked around the bar and took the stool beside her. Anastasia giggled and nodded. "Okay-" She was interupted as her phone rang loudly. "-Sorry," she murmured and Bree just shrugged. Anastasia pulled it out and glanced at the caller ID, Unknown. She frowned then answered it. "Hello again, love," Anastasia felt her eyes widen and the colour drain from her face. She swallowed thickly as her eyes darted up at Bree noticing her watch Anastasia with concerned eyes. "Klaus,"
"So, what are you doing in Georgia?"
"How the hell do you know where I am?"
"You are the onlt angel left. Did you honestly think that I wouldn't keep any tabs on you? Plus time is of the esscence,"
"What are you talking about?"
"Lets just say the Damon has werewolf blood in his system. To be honest by the time you get there I don't think he'll have long left," Her breath faltered and she felt powerless. "Klaus give him your blood!"
"To be honest I don't think that you're in any place to be making demands."
"Klaus, I sware, if he dies before I get there so will I!" She hissed before hanging up. "Anna?" Bree asked uncertainly. Anastasia just enveloped her in a hug. "I promise I'll call you later and explain. I have to go, now,"
"Can you even drive?"
"I'll manage, I have to. See you in another life time?" Bree offered a small smile and pulled back. "Remember me?" Bree raised an eyebrow. "How could I forget you?"