AN: I hate Stefan, he was a total douche bag in the show. It also just showed how much of a hold he had over Elena. She was naive about it, I guess I can forgive her(only if she breaks up with him in season two and ends up with Damon). Abusive relationship in my opinion. Mentally abusive at least. He should get killed off. I'm telepathically trying to send my thoughts to the writers of the CW hoping that they'll at least take some of my ideas(preferably the one where Stefan dies and Damon and Elena live a vampire life together). I just need to express my hatred for him somewhere. Nina said this thing in an interview about how at the end of the day every girl likes a bad boy, referring to Damon. Its like yeah to an extent, of course he has the image but when it comes down to it I think that Stefan was the worse between them. I don't think that Damon would ever actually hurt her because he only did horrible things because of Stefan. He had the ultimate betrayal by his brother.
I wrapped my legs around Damon as he lifted me up with ease. Damon's moves with our lightning fast speed over to the wall. I feel my back slam against it as the dresser next to me shakes and rattles as a few of the items that were on top fall over. I grin at him finally happy that he is letting my instincts run free after I have been craving him all day.
My breathing becomes more erratic as he enters me. I dig my nails into his back feeling trickles of blood hit my fingertips. I let out a gasp, my breath pushing against my lips as he thrusts with force into me hitting my back hard against the wall. I can feel his warm breath against the nape of my neck. It's the breath that captures me as it travels between our lungs.
I run my hands down Damon's back. The wounds that were there from my nails are already gone, no traces of anything left. Damon moves one of his hands down to my hips, gripping his hand around it tightly as he puts force behind moving my hips fast against him. The action takes me suddenly, I let out a cry of pleasure as his name escapes my parting lips. "Damon! Oh God…" I once more take my nails into his back letting them break his skin.
The second I feel the skin break beneath my pressure I feel Damon's teeth piercing the nape of my neck. I feel my blood flow into his mouth and down the side of my neck. I arch my back and tilt my neck to the side to give him more access. I can smell the sickly sweet aroma of my own blood mixed with his that is still coming from the open wounds in his back as my nails are still dug deep into him.
Damon's speed picks up a little more as he puts more force behind each thrust into me. My back is slamming against the wall so hard that the dresser next to us hit's the floor with a loud thud. A small thought runs through my head that maybe we shouldn't be against the wall before we break the plaster on the wall. With that Damon pulls me off of the wall and takes us to the bed. I land on my back with Damon on top of me within a second.
He takes his hands gathering mine in his then moving them above my head. He lets one of his hands clasp down around my wrists, squeezing them tightly so I can't move them. I look up at him to see a grin on his face. He knows that even if I wanted to I wouldn't be able to break free because he is still a lot stronger than me, he always will be because of his age.
His hand keeps my wrists pinned down above my head as his other hand is free to roam my body. I arch myself into him as I move my hips against his. I can feel myself filling with ecstasy and I can tell by how fast that Damon is going that he is ready to meet my own. I keep pushing myself against him as I cry out his name one last time. A growl rips through the air as I feel Damon start to slow down. Our breathing is heavy but in sync with one another's. Damon collapses down on the bed next to me.
"I'm going to go take a shower." I nod my head at Damon still trying to catch my breath. I know that there is dried blood all down his back just as there is the same sticking to my neck. "You should probably take one too."
"I'll wait until your done." I say to him, my words uneven, still not able to breath properly.
"I promise I wont try anything in there." I can hear the playfulness to his voice.
"I don't believe you, now go." I try not to laugh as he walks off to the bathroom pretending to be sullen.
I hear the water for the shower start. I shake my head in disbelief. I never new that Damon had this side to him all this time. I smile at the thought of him.
I looked down at the discoloration of my skin. The dark purple bruises are already healing rapidly. I keep my eyes on the ones on my wrists watching the circles disappear within a few seconds making my skin look the way it did. The aches that I had in my body a moment ago are already gone. I smile remembering what just happened.
"I'm surprised honestly. I would have thought you wouldn't have even let me touch you with Stefan in the house." There is a tone of amusement in Damon's voice. I look over at him to see him laying next to me with one arm propping himself up on the bed. My eyes scan over him taking all of him in. He has already put on a pair of dark colored jeans but still hasn't put on a shirt. I keep my eyes on his defined chest for a moment before moving my eyes back up to his.
"If he doesn't like it then he can leave, he shouldn't have come here to begin with." The acid seeps through every note in my voice. I can feel the anger burning at me through leaving the acidic taste in my mouth.
I get out of the bed heading towards the bathroom to get myself cleaned up. I have to admit that I don't sound like I used to. For the most part I have felt exactly the same after being changed. Except of course for the hunger and the undying need to be touched by Damon. Now that Stefan is around I feel an anger inside of me that I never had before. I remember something that Damon once told me.
"All of your human emotions carry over into this life. The only thing is they're amplified a hundred times over. If you're mad about something then it will feel like a searing hate. Another example is the way you feel towards me, if you get changed its going to be a lot more intense."
I don't know why I didn't remember it until now. If I could blush my cheeks would be bright red right now. I turn on the shower water as I continue to think about it. Of course I found Damon attractive before but this has turned into an animalistic need for him. I bite my bottom lip quickly in a small embarrassment from how demure I used to be towards him.
I get into the shower letting the hot water hit my skin, washing away the dried cracking blood that is stuck to my skin. Of course I was mad at Stefan before I was turned. Stefan lied to be about so much that I turned a blind eye too. He hid Katherine from me just like he hid his hunger for human blood to me. How am I suppose to trust someone who always lies to the person that they claim they love? Not just that but I feel like right now he has an ulterior motive. I move my thoughts away from Stefan, not wanting to end up breaking the ceramic tile of the shower wall out of anger.
Damon would never lie to me. The one thing that I can really appreciate about his nature is that I know that he will tell me how something is, the truth no matter how much of the impact. I begin to remember a time when I went to Damon asking him about Atlanta, but much more trying to get him to trust me.
"Okay when we were in Atlanta, why didn't you use your compulsion on me?" I remember standing there, my body trying not to give away the small fear the was rising inside of me.
"Who says that I didn't?" Damon responded with a small anger to his tone.
"You didn't, I know you didn't. But you could have. You and I, we have something. An understanding. I know that my betrayal hurt you, different from how it is with you and Stefan but I am promising you this now, I will help you get Katherine back." I remember myself believing the words as they came out, knowing that even then I had a connection with Damon.
"Oh, I wish I could believe you." It hurt then that he didn't but I gave him even reason not to.
"Ask me if I'm lying now?" I had taken off Stefan's necklace, leaving me venerable to Damon's compulsion.
"You know Anna wont stop by the way, no matter what I do."
"Then we'll deal with it." At this point I wanted him to believe me, not to help Stefan deceive him but because I actually wanted him to trust me.
"I didn't compel you in Atlanta because we were having fun and I wanted it to be real."
I can feel a rush in my chest, my heart wanting to beat erratically but it can't. Even now he still makes me nervous in a good way. I was always able to trust him, I just couldn't see it for a long time. 'I wanted it to be real.' The words echo in my head as I get out of the shower. I wish I would have seen it before, how much he cared about me. How much better of a choice he was for me than Stefan. I push those thoughts aside knowing that they wont help anything right now. I go back into the bedroom trying not to let my mind wander.
"Reminiscing in the shower?" Damon is fully dressed now, wearing a dark grey button down shirt with his dark colored jeans. I look around the room quickly to see that he picked up the dresser along with the things that had fallen onto the floor.
"Are you always in my head?" I ask him pretending to be irritated as I open up a dresser drawer grabbing some clothes out of it.
"Not always, I just seem to hear you when you think about the really important stuff like how I was the better choice." I quickly throw a shirt at Damon hitting him full force in the face with it.
"Stop being so cocky."
"Ruin my fun. Anyways after you get dressed we have a meeting with the Founder's Council."
"We?" I ask him making sure that I heard him right.
"Yes we. I already talked to Sheriff Forbes and told her that you are coming to the meeting today. They haven't had one since the before the night of the Founder's Day celebration since Caroline has been at home recovering." I had forgotten all about Caroline, along with the rest of the world. "Don't feel bad, you've been going through a lot too." I can hear the sincerity in his voice as he was able to feel my guilt over forgetting all of my friends. "I'll meet you downstairs." I nod my head at him as I continue getting dressed.
A moment later I am down the stairs and by the front door where Damon is waiting for me. I see the look on Damon's face change as it becomes really stern. I look behind me to see what he is looking at only to see Stefan. I try not to roll my eyes in dislike as I pick up my movement to get to Damon faster.
"I think that I should go to the meeting too. I heard you in the phone this morning and I think that it will help if I go to be able to hear all of the plans that they have." Stefan says as he is coming down the hallway from the parlor.
"No. You're still just a kid to them besides if there is anything that is really important I will make sure to tell you about it."
"Elena is still just a kid to them too then, why is she going?"
"I really don't think that is any of your business. Like I said if there is anything important I will make sure to tell you about it. Besides I'm not risking you messing up any of my plans or giving anything away." Damon says to Stefan, fitting the big brother role perfectly. Stefan doesn't say anything back but instead lets Damon open up the front door. I walk out ahead of him, letting the morning rays of sun hit my skin. The door shuts behind us leaving Stefan inside.
We'll talk in the car. Damon's voice breaks through my thoughts and I just nod my head in understanding.