Endless Love

Chapter

Four- Different Kinds of Parties

It seemed to me that Mother hated Damon. Despite the fact he was from third class, he was pretty amazing. I knew without a doubt that I was falling for him, even though I barely knew him. I couldn't help it. He seemed to get me like no one else; not even Jasper.

Trudy interrupted my musings to help me dress for dinner. I wore a red dress, with a little train. It had silver jewel designs along the chest and train. I wore my red heels and slide a geisha fan hair pin.

"Don't you worry Miss Bella, you look beautiful." Trudy murmured as she put on the final touches of my dress. She leaned forward and spoke, "If I may?" I nodded for her continue to speak. "I think Damon will be quite smitten with you tonight, Isabella."

"Oh, thank you Trudy." I blushed. "I really do hope so."

I was walking slowly down the stairs when I spotted Damon. I cracked a grin when I saw him in a suit and talking to himself. He turned his head. I blushed when Damon did a double take. My ego increased a few knots, absolutely.

"Good evening, Mr. Salvatore." I said as he kissed my hand.

I giggled as he said, "I've always wanted to do that. I saw it in a nickelodeon once," He took my hand and we walked over to Cal and Mother.

"Cal, remember Mr. Salvatore?" I nudged his shoulder and surprise was written all over his face.

"Well! You could almost pass for a gentleman!" Cal said as he took in Damon's appearance. Mother sneered. I looked at Damon and shook my head. He smiled slightly and we walked into the dining room.

Mother dished her hate out at Damon tonight. I was surprised. Every time she said something, I looked at Damon to see his reactions. I grinned and grew happier each time, because he took it in stride. The comments bothered him, but he acted like they didn't.

The men retreated to one of the smoking rooms and Cal asked, "Joining us, Mr. Salvatore?"

Damon shook his head. "I should be heading back."

"I see," Cal said. "It's all politics and business. Wouldn't interest you anyway." I just looked at Cal. Of course he'd be on my mother's side! Why didn't I see that?

Damon walked over to me and kissed my hand again. "Time to go row with the other slaves." He smirked and walked away. He looked back at me as I read his note. Make it count. Meet me at the clock!

"Excuse me, Mother. I'm awfully tired." I walked out and to the stairs. I took a deep breath and started up the stairs, what did he have to say?

Damon turned to me and smiled. "Are you ready to have some real fun?"

Damon and I danced the entire night, well past midnight. I loved it. I showed them how to stand on my toes, and my God it hurt, it was worth it to see the guys face's. I met Damon's friend, the one from earlier in the day. Turns out it was his brother, Stefan. I was well in to developing feelings for Damon, was he the guy I was meant for?

I was back to fiercely writing in my journal, praying every second that no one, especially Cal and Mother, would find and read it. I think Trudy knew I had one, but she didn't dare ask. I suspected she knew that I was falling for Damon, too. I talked to her enough about it during the times I was getting ready.

I tossed and turned all night; torn about what to do. I didn't want to stay with Cal, but did I really love Damon- or was it just a crush? We kissed outside the first class entrance, before my hasty retreat.

Damon and I walked towards the first-class entrance, Damon insisting he escorts me back. We sang some of the music that had played that night. Most of the words I didn't know. His voice died down as the door came into view.

"I don't want to go back," I sighed. "I though it would be a fun adventure, in the beginning. But now... I'm not so sure. I don't want to go back to Cal, to Philadelphia." I turned to look out into the ocean, wonder why I've been sent on such an odd journey.

" I can't tell you what to do, Isabella. But I can tell you to live out your dreams. Your wishes."He grasped my hand in his and pulled me close.

"I don't think I can have what I really wish for Damon." I shifted to look into his eyes. His eyes widened and his mouth formed an O in surprise. He knew that I wanted him. I leaned into his chest, wishing that I could have him.

"Isabella..." Damon tilted my head up. My head was gently held in his hands, as he leaned in. His lips brushed across my lips before I kissed him back.

There we stood, kissing in front of the first class deck, no doubt giving a few of the sailors quite a show. I couldn't have cared less. Damon Salvatore was kissing me. Me, the girl he saved from Forks; or rather the turmoil of first class.

Cal and I were eating breakfast on the pomade deck and my thoughts were elsewhere.

"I had hoped you'd come to me last night." Cal said suddenly.

I looked at him. "I was tired," Plus, I didn't really want to sleep with Cal. I mean, he was almost exactly like Edward demanding marriage, sex for love...

"Yes. You must have been after your excursions in third class." My eyes narrowed and my fists clenched. How dare he!

"I'm not a child, who you can have being followed and watched! I am your fiance!" Cal jumped up and knocked over the table.

"Yes! I am," Cal shouted in my face. "You are going to be my wife by law, so you will obey me. So I do get him to follow you! I expect you tonight." Cal jerked me up by my shoulders and shook me hard. "Do I not make myself clear?"

I shook my head. "Good." He pushed my back into the chair forcefully and left.

"Oh miss," Trudy came running over and began to pick up the broken china.

"I'm sorry Trudy. Let me help you," I began to help and her hands stopped mine.

"It's alright Isabella." I slid down and sobbed. He was just as bad as Edward was; so why did it feel so much worse?