AN: This very first chapter dedication is for: teenagehyperness15, in celebration of our new story together and accepting my idea for her story, The Things I get Myself Into. Thanks so much!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: If I owned V.D. or Twilight (which will be mentioned in the story), you'd know. Trust me.
Damon POV
I don't even know why I did it, why I changed into my bird form to check up on that little witch. Something just possessed me to make sure she was okay. I couldn't explain it. It was this nagging feeling to make sure she was alright and nothing had hurt her. Not like anything would have. She had just been traveling home, but, still, I had to be sure.
I flew into the window she had just opened and took a quick look around the room. Looking desperately for the girl. That was when she snuck up behind me and started swinging her math book in my face, nearly touching my beak. At first, I thought she might have actually hit me with it, but when she started yelling for me to leave, I knew it was just a tactic to scare me into leaving. So, I did as she pleased. After one more look at her to make sure that nothing was wrong, I flew out the window in which I had entered and headed back home.
"So, where have you been, Damon?" Zach's voice filled my ears the second I walked through the door.
"It's none of your business, Zachary," I growled out. I was not in the mood to tell him everything that had gone on in the last twenty four hours. Besides, I could smell the fresh blood upstairs from the human girls I had brought home. It was making me hungry and extremely more irritable than usual.
With a sigh, Zack stepped out of my way. I guess he knew what I wanted and wasn't willing to stand in my way of getting it. It was smart of him. I would've done anything to get that delicious tasting liquid in my mouth. I would even hurt my him.
I dashed, full speed, up the stairs. My hunger was increasing every second I got to the room I had made Stefan watch them. The three of them together smelt absolutely irresistible. I could hardly keep myself from attacking them right then and there as I threw open the door.
"Go on, brother. They're yours. Drink away. I'm tired of watching them. The brunette, Michelle, really brings the truth to the term 'Dumb Cheerleader,'" he exclaimed as he shoved past me to get out of the attic room.
You see. Stefan didn't drink human blood like I did. He drank animal blood, like the Cullen's did in that vampire book, "Twilight". Except for the fact that his bright green eyes never changed gold. They always stayed the same color. He also didn't approve of my actions with my victims. The only reason he allowed it was the fact that I wouldn't cause to much trouble if I had some human victims…………….and it may have been due to the fact that we had a deal going on. If I left the human's alive, he would leave me alone about it and even watch them if it was necessary. It comes in handy like nights like tonight…..
A predatory grin entered my face. There were three girls here that thought I was attracted to them. Oh, I was, alright. Just not in the way they thought I was. This was going to be fun. I walked towards them as slowly as humanly possible, picking Michelle as my first victim.
(An: A tad bit graphic from here down. Nothing majorly bad, but those who get squeamish easily probably shouldn't read this.)
I gripped her hands firmly in mine, kissing each finger. My lips slowly traveled up each arm, then to her shoulders. Finally, her neck. I planted the longest one there. The second I lifted up my lips, I could feel my predatory urges coming on. I felt my fangs extending. They even indented slightly into my lower lip. I felt a snarl build up in my chest. And, I bit her. It was as simple as that. The warm blood that was coursing down my throat was marvelous. It was just the pick-me-up I would've have died for. The only bad thing was: I had to stop entirely to soon. I needed to keep her alive.
I smiled. On to the next one. Tiffany, I think her name was. After seeing me attack her barely alive friend, she was absolutely scared out of her wits. She tried bolting for the door, but I was simply to fast. I beat her there easily and caught the wrist she had extended to open the door knob with in my own. I smiled wickedly down at her scared face and didn't even waste the time to be sweet. I just sank my teeth into her neck. I was to hungry to wait otherwise. The red stuff made it's way into my mouth and down my throat. So refreshing!!! But, likewise with the other one, I had to pull away much earlier than I would've liked. This one was much more satisfying than the other one.
I dropped her on the floor, next to her companion. All that was left now was the girl, Kelsey. She shouldn't be hard to take care of. She was scared, that was true. But, she didn't dare move. Especially after seeing what had happened to her friend. She just simply stood there, allowing me to get easy access to her. I did the same thing with her as I did to the other two. I bit her. That much was easy. The hard part was trying to stop myself. She was by far the most delicious of the three.
(AN: Graphic moment over)
With a grunt, I pulled myself away from the girl and placed her on the floor next to her friends. I made sure to wipe their minds. I couldn't let them remember anything that had happened.
I picked each of them up and carried them home. I was running full speed so I could get there faster. As soon as I dumped them in their rooms (seeing as I couldn't actually go in), my thoughts traveled back to that Bonnie witch.
Why did she have such a big affect on me? I only had to see her face for a couple of seconds before I was transfixed. I had met dozens, maybe even thousand of high school girls and none of them has even compared to what I was starting to feel for this little witch.
I would never let anyone know this, but it nearly broke my undead heart to see her upset face when I began to ignore her. I couldn't stand to see that angry look of hers when I began flirting with those woman. But, I was Damon Salvatore. I hit on woman for blood and love making. I couldn't possibly be tied down to just one woman. It wasn't possible for me.
But, it wouldn't kill me to know more about her. After all, I was already dead. That, and I had no idea who I was choosing to stay away from. It wouldn't exactly be right for me to automatically hate this girl without knowing a bit more of her background. Thus, I decided. I was going to learn more about this Bonnie McCullough.
AN: Sorry to you guys that wanted a longer chappie. I tried my hardest to make one, but it didn't work out very well. And, did I spell Bonnie's last name right? I guessed, so I'm not sure if it's correct.
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