Flashback
"You must go check on Miss Pierce's room, you know she hates having to ask for people to clean her room, she expects it done without questioning her," An elder woman, with dirty blonde hair, scolds her daughter.
The young maid didn't want to go to Miss Pierce's room, she despised her. The way she mistreated the poor Salvatore brothers was ungodly, yet they would easily bow down to kiss her feet.
"But Mother-"
"Do as your told child!" She shuns her daughter, placing fresh linen in her arms for the Lady.
The young maid bows her head to her mother out of respect. Turning her back she glares, wishing she didn't live this sordid life of a housemaid.
Other maids pass her, giving the young maid a warm smile as she ascends the stairs. She knows the other works don't like her, they think she is too young and nieve, too misbehaved. Little do they know, that all the young maid wants is to be free. She wants to learn or work in a farming mill like other girls her age. Yet she was here working alongside her mother, being forced to be a rich family's personal slave.
The maid stops short as she notices the older Salvatore brother standing outside Miss Pierce's room, his ear pressed up against the door, his eyebrows drawn together in concentration.
"Isn't it rude to listen to other people's conversations, Mr. Salvatore?" The young maid couldn't help but tease him.
She knew the other workers would have never said anything to one of the owner's son's. Especially nothing out of context like the young maid just did, they knew their place in the house, and they knew to be respectful. But the young maid was not that kind of lady.
The older Salvatore was startled by the young maid's soft voice, jumping back from the door, he couldn't help but be lost for words. The maid's hair was tied back, yet she had so many loose bits of hair dangling around her face. He was stolen by her eyes, they were like an illusion to him, he couldn't tell if they were green or blue, but whatever the color they were beautiful. Her lips plump and pink drawing him in even more, as he gazed at her beauty, becoming unable to comprehend another thought unless it was about her.
"I was merely checking in on Miss, Peirce," The Salvatore managed to stutter out.
He could hear his heartbeat pounding in his own ears, as she walked closer to him. A devious smile etching it's way onto her face, as she noticed the rising pink color coating the man's cheeks. She was sure she had caused that blush to stain his cheeks.
"That's exactly what I have come to do, but I think knocking might be a better way of going about it," She teased him yet again.
He was in awe of the young maid, watching her confidence as she knocks on the lady's door.
"Come in!" He heard Miss Peirce's voice, drawing him out of his thoughts of the girl before him.
"Do you need anything Miss?" The young maid asked, trying to hide the venom in her voice.
She was stunned to see the younger Salvatore brother, barely dressed beneath her.
"Maybe in an hour or two, I'm a little bit busy right now," Katherine told the girl, smirking.
The maid pursed her lips and gave a small bow to the lady before leaving the room. The older Salvatore looked through the open door, his heart breaking as he watches his brother and his lover lock in a passionate embrace. He felt his heart break for what must have been the thousandth time. He didn't understand why Miss Pierce continued to court both him and his brother, why couldn't she just choose one instead of making them fight for her love.
"You can do so much better than her . She want's you two to fight for her, it's all just a game of tug and war to her, and it's pulling you brothers apart," The maid tells him after shutting the door.
She felt bad for the man with the heartbroken face. He was very handsome, and always kind to everyone, especially , yet this is how he has been treated. She began to walk away, glad that her duty was over with.
"Wait- What is your name?" The Salvatore quickly spoke, before the girl disappeared.
"My name is Elizabeth Banks, ," She bowed slightly to him, a kind smile on her face.
"Please, call me Damon," He told her, reflecting her smile back. He could feel his heart already starting to mend after the brief talk with the young maid...Elizabeth.
End of Flashback
Scar Pov
I stare at myself in the mirror, finishing up with my makeup, while taking a sip of whatever liquid is in the bottle. I have gotten to the point past caring what I'm just drinking, it's just a burn in the back of my throat.
Picking up the picture on my dresser of my family, I run my thumb over my parents smiling faces. They didn't deserve to die that, night. They should be here to watch us becoming adults, they should be here to see their children graduate. I suck in a breath, forcing the tears back. There dead, and there never coming back.
"Scar, come on we have to go the rally is starting in half an hour!"Elena's voice echoes through the house.
I can't believe we have to do this stupid pep rally, I mean me, I haven't got a pep bone in my body.
The only way I'm getting through this is through the miracle that is alcohol. Unfortunately, I'll be with Inspector Gilbert all night, so I can't really sneak any with me.
Looking at myself in the mirror again, I sigh looking at the short skirt and high waisted top. Pulling my hair up into a ponytail, I brush my teeth and I'm ready to leave. Elena is dressed the same as me, and she near enough pushes me out of the door to leave. I have a feeling her rushing is not just to cheer, but to see a certain Salvatore.
Which reminds me-
"I asked Damon about Katherine last night," I begin, once were inside the car.
"You shouldn't listen to what Damon says, Stefan says he always twists the truth," Elena tells me while starting to drive.
"But, what do you really know about Katherine?" I ask her, twisting in my seat to face her.
"I know that she died in a fire and that Stefan loved her,"
"Right...but did he tell you that Damon dated Katherine at the same time that he did?" I question and by the shock on her face, I can guess that he didn't.
"What?!"
"Yup, oh and here's the best part, there was another girl involved called Elizabeth-" I continued to tell Elena all of what Damon told me.
Twisted or not, some part of it was true, and I thought it only right that Elena knows.
"What about Katherine?" Elena asks, trying to focus on the road, but her face was too intrigued by what I was telling her.
"I don't know, I guess when Elizabeth came into the picture they just left her... no wonder she dragged her into the burning building with her," I say, shivering at the thought of being burned alive.
That must have hurt like a bitch.
"I need to talk to Stefan about this..."Elena trailed off as she pulled into the parking lot.
We could see Caroline in the distance ordering people around in her cheerleader's outfit, a clipboard in her hands. Classic Caroline, having to run every event in Mystic falls.
I unbuckle my seat belt, following Elena out into the cold, my legs absolutely freezing. That's when I notice the chain around her neck.
"Where did you get that from?" I question, reaching over and holding the silver necklace between my fingers.
It looks ancient...
"Stefan gave it to me," She smiles, and once I let go of the necklace she runs her thumb over it happily.
Why is it always Elena who gets nice things? Mom gave her jewelry to Elena, Dad gave his jewelry to Jeremy and all I've got are memories.
We were soon herded away like sheep by Caroline, she listed off her long-ass list of orders for us, about what we had to cheer, and what order we had to stand in line. It was all very long and completely boring, which made me wish that I had brought some booze with me, the alcohol was certainly wearing off.
Resisting the temptation to strangle Caroline, I decided my best bet was to get away from her, so I went in search of my brother, who wasn't hard to find.
"Jer!" I call out, running over towards him and his smoker friends.
"Hey sis, you want some?" He offers his blunt with a dopey smile.
"Ugh, no thanks. Just wanted to see how you are?" I shrugged, sitting down between him and his extra high friend.
"Don't you mean you wanted to escape Caroline?" He laughed, to which I rolled my eyes and joined in.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm surprised to see you here, I thought you would be off pining after Viki somewhere," I tease, wiggling my eyebrows at him.
He rolls his eyes. "I'm just here supporting my team," He fake smiles.
Yeah, what he must mean is that he is waiting for Viki to show up, so he can pine after her of course.
"Sure, Jer," I chuckle, my nose wrinkling as the smell hits me.
One reason why I never turned to drugs like my brother was because of the smell. It certainly didn't smell very appealing to me. I don't understand how someone can become addicted to something so... disgusting. But I wasn't going to blame my brother for doing it because I knew why he did it and I understood him.
"Scar?" I snap my head up at the sound of Stefan's voice. "Can I speak to you for a minute?"
"Sure, I guess. I'll see you later Jer," I tell him, to which he simply nods and takes another drag from his blunt.
Getting up, Stefan begins to walk away which in turn means I have to follow him. We walk a bit away from everyone else until the pep rally is a quiet hum in the background. When he stops and turns around, he has a stern look on his face, like he's really concentrating on something.
All I can stare at is him in his football uniform. He looks good...really good.
"I- um. I found this the other day, and it reminded me of that necklace I saw you wearing before, I thought it would go well with it," Stefan finally speaks up, holding up a bracelet.
I tried to hold back my smile as I took the bracelet from his hands. A gemstone was dangling, the color a beautiful royal blue.
"It's just the same," I say in awe, pulling out my necklace from inside my cheerleaders top. "Whats that smell?" I ask, after bringing the bracelet up to my nose.
"Just some herbs, there inside the gem. It's meant to bring the wearer good luck," He informs me, his stern face now relaxed and smiling.
"I better wear it all the time then," I joke, twirling it in between my hands. "Will you help me put it on?" I ask him.
"Of course," He bows his head, coming closer to me.
I look up at Stefan, my breath being knocked out of me as he closes the clasp. Nobody has every done something so sweet for me before. I bite my lip, looking down at the bracelet now around my wrist in awe. Bringing my head up, Stefan looms over me, his adam's apple bobbing as he stares into my eyes.
"Thank you, Stefan," I tell him, honestly.
I lean up ghosting my lips over his cheek in a gentle kiss. I try not to laugh at the pure shock and surprise on his face.
"Sorry, I couldn't control myself, it's just so beautiful," I tell him, looking back down at my new bracelet.
After our very brief talk, Stefan and I walked back to the pep rally just in time to see it begin. The cheerleaders were getting into formation, so I rushed to Elena side, who was frowning at me.
"Why were you with Stefan?" She whispers in my ear.
Would she be mad that he gave me a piece of jewelry too?
"He just wanted to give me this," I decide to tell her, showing her my new bracelet.
By the change in her expression, I knew I shouldn't have told her. She doesn't look happy at all that Stefan gave me a bracelet. I shrug it off focusing on the rally. She has nothing to be angry or jealous about, I would never sleep with my sister's boyfriend.
Maybe a little teasing now and again, but I would never do anything to intentionally hurt her.
I gaze at the bonfire before me in a trace, while coach Clapp talks to the student body. I cheer when I'm supposed too, and go through the small routine Caroline order us to do. Other than that, I mainly just had to stand there and look pretty. Caroline's words not mine.
We're all listening to coach Clapp praise Stefan for joining the team when a fight breaks out behind us. Me and Elena both turn to look at each other when we hear our brother's voice calling out for help.
I push through the gathering crowd, Elena coming with me as we see Jeremy and Tyler on the floor throwing punches at each other. I panic once I see blood and quickly move forward to stop them, but Stefan pushes me back.
"Tyler stop it!" I shout at him, not at all worried about him right now.
My voice distracted Tyler for a moment allowing Jeremy to push him away. Stefan went to Tyler's aid, but I was too focused on Jeremy. I could only watch in fear as Jeremy picked up a smashed beer bottle and raised it to hit Tyler.
"No, Jer!" I lurched forward automatically.
Elena cried out as Stefan protected Tyler, causing him to be the one hit with the broken bottle. I could see blood dripping from Stefan's hand, yet he didn't seem fazed.
"Oh my God, Stefan are you okay? Let me see that," I heard Elena say.
"Jeremy, what the hell?" I shout at my brother.
He throws the broken bottle to the floor. Giving Stefan an apologetic look before walking away, completely ignoring me. I grit my teeth, storming off after him.
"Scar where are you going?" Elena calls out to me.
"To help our stupid brother of course," I call back to her.
I walk around the outskirts of the school, calling Jeremy's name, but get no response in return. If he runs off there's no way I'll find him. It could be a long shot be he might have gone home. I need to find him
I pull out my phone quickly dialing Elena's number.
Eventually, she picks up.
"Is he alright?" She immediately questions me.
"I have no idea, I can't see him anywhere. I need your car keys, I'm gonna go home and try to find him," I explain to her.
"You are not driving. You're a terrible driver Scar," She hisses at me through the phone.
"Then you can drive, but we need to go now," I insist.
"I can't...Stefan-" As soon as she says his name I realize what she is going to say.
"Really Elena, you're choosing Stefan over Jeremy. Over our brother?" I question, completely stunned.
"It's not like that Scar-" I don't even want to bother arguing with her it's pointless.
"Whatever, I'll walk home. It's good to see where your priorities lie, sis." I snap into the phone, before ending the call.
Un-fucking-believable.
I walk with a scowl on my face, pissed off at my sister's behavior and complete lack of care for her family. Sure it was just a little fight and Jeremy didn't get badly hurt, but that's not the point. He obviously fought for a reason, and he must still be pissed, he needs someone to vent too before he does something he will regret.
When it comes to family Elena is the one person who I would expect would drop everything to help them. Obviously, I thought wrong. Stefan has a greater influence over her then I fought.
I turn the corner ready to get out of this damned parking lot when I bump into something that causes me to stumble backwards.
I can sense the darkness creeping up on me, wrapping around me making me feel very unsafe. Where there is darkness you can bet that Damon Salvatore is nearby.
"Jesus. Damon, what are you doing here?" I try not to show my fear, as I see him standing in front of me.
Damon gives me his usual smirk, while my eyes trail over him. Leather jacket, jeans, polished shoes and those damned icy blue eyes. Damon Salvatore is a picture of rugged hotness. No wonder Caroline snatched him up after she couldn't dig her claws into Stefan quick enough.
"I'm hiding from Caroline," He jokingly, whispers.
"And why is that?" I whisper back, sarcastically.
"I need a break, she talks more than I can listen," He tells me, with an eye roll.
"Well, that's Caroline," I mumbled, walking around him.
I got to find Jer, he couldn't have gotten far.
"You're not staying for the big game?" He questions, walking alongside me.
I frown noticing his car parked by the side of the road. Why is he following me?
"Nope, I'm looking for Jeremy, he got into a fight with Lockwood." I quickly explain, looking around me in hopes that I will spot him.
I try not to pay attention to the fact that Damon is still walking along beside me, his car becoming further and further away. The roads are near enough abandoned and the street barely lit due to the rising fog.
I'm freezing and jittery from being out in the dark alone with Damon. Maybe I should have just broken into Elena's car, I don't now how hotwiring works, but I'm sure it involves cutting a wire, not overly complicated.
"Well, I could give you a ride if you'd like?" He offers, putting his hand on my shoulder making me stop dead in my tracks.
My whole body goes on red alert as I feel his warm hand now gently caressing my shoulder. I immediately shrug his hand off, taking a step away from him.
"No, thanks," I spit out, turning on my heel I continue walking.
The darkness begins to fade fast, and I sigh in relief only to feel the darkness Itching its way back to a second Damon's hands are on my shoulders stopping me from going any further. His frowns when I shrug them off me again.
Doesn't he understand that I don't want him near me?
"I think we both know what's going on here," He begins, closing the distance between us.
"Oh really?" I ask sarcastically, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Mhmm," He hums, taking a step closer to me. "You want me."
"Excuse me," I ask, taken aback by his seriousness.
"I get to you. You find yourself drawn to me. You think about me when you don't want to think about me and I bet you've even dreamed about me," His voice drops. "And right now you want to kiss me,"
I'm frozen. Too stunned to even react to him. He smirks, leaning in closer, my eyes flicker down to his lips as they grow closer and closer. What the hell-
Snapping out of it, my hand raises and I slap him across the cheek, the force making his head fall to the side for a second. It's silent for quite a while, all I can hear is my own heavy breathing in my ears. Damon finally turns towards me his eyes hard and full of disbelief.
"I don't know what you've heard about me, but I am not some slut who throws herself at any guy who comes onto her, and certainly not one who is in a relationship with a friend. Sure Caroline can be a bitch, but I know she deserves someone a lot better than you," I spit out before I can walk around him though he grabs my wrist, glaring daggers at my new bracelet.
"Pretty," He grits out.
I clench my teeth together pulling my arm out of his grip. "Thanks," I muttered, finally walking off alone to find Jeremey.
A/N
I really enjoy writing this book :) It's just fun to throw in a new character and play around with the plot 3 I hope you guys are enjoying reading this as well if you've happened to stumble across it.
