To be with you Forever- Damon Salvatore/OC

Chapter 2- A glance through the fire.

Summary: I knew he was going to kill me, This was Damon Salvatore, this could never end well and yet I couldn't stay away, the truth is, I didn't want to. Damon/OC

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I leaned against a thick tree trunk, panting slightly, hands on my knees, my ears were ringing and I could feel a headache starting to push against my skull, I could hear the party still going on behind me, hundreds of kids I didn't know screaming, dancing and laughing, their voices raised over the pumping music. I had been here just over an hour and hadn't yet spoken to anybody, so I didn't feel bad to be stepping away for a while.

It had been my fathers idea for me to come, though I had no one to come with, and I had been driving for over an hour in what seemed like circles before I had seen the lights and found my way here. I shivered, pulling my jacket tighter around my body, how could some of those kids be wearing such little clothing?

It was dark this far out, the only lights coming from behind me, and I couldn't really see too far ahead of me, maybe a few feet, and just thick outlines of more trees, back in England where I had moved from less than a few days ago parties like this would have been illegal, and maybe they were here, to be honest I had no idea, as I had said before, it had been my fathers idea for me to come, If I had, had my own way I wouldn't be meeting new people until Monday, when I started school. I had arrived in Mystic Falls Thursday, which meant that tonight was Saturday, or maybe early Sunday morning, I wasn't too sure, so it wasn't too long before I would have to start at Mystic Falls High where I would be in my senior year.

We had come to Mystic Falls for 'a change' so my father had said, and I didn't have the heart to tell him that I was well aware that we moved so far away to escape the memory of my mother, who had passed away a few weeks ago. I would be the first to admit that the small two bedroom house the three of us had shared back home was shrouded in misery and loss and like my father I had been praying that we could leave.

My mother, Melissa, had been bedridden for a month before her death, and ill for a year before that, her untimely death had been an inevitability that my father and I had been well prepared for, but preparation had not made it hurt any less.

My mother had always been an optimistic person, and she had raised me on the motto that 'life goes on.' So after she had passed my father and I had decided to grab life by its reins and live and the move to Mystic Falls was the beginning of our new life.

I was snapped from my thoughts by something cracking just ahead of me, I squinted, straining to see through the darkness,

"Hello?" I whispered loudly, "Is someone there?"

The next noise seemed louder, closer, but higher too, above me almost, I scanned around the tree lines, glancing at the individual branches, there was nothing, at least nothing I could see, I wish this area was better lit. I decided I would go back towards the party, it was probably nothing, an animal of some kind, but I didn't like it.

My steps were faster than I would have liked, bordering on a jog, I felt stupid to have been startled by what was probably just a small animal, I heard another snap to my right, very close and stopped, holding my breath, much more scared than I should have been. I scanned around me again and frowned when I saw what looked like an outline of a figure, leaning against a tree a few feet away,

"Excuse me?" I called, "Hey! This isn't funny"

I took a step forward but noticed the figure seemed to be gone, I laughed nervously to myself, feeling foolish for talking to something that wasn't there. Of course no one was here but me, no one was mean enough to mess with a kid in the middle of the woods, surely.

I turned back in the direction that I was heading before, jumping as I heard another crack, followed swiftly by another, I picked up the pace again, power walking almost blindly towards the lights and noise in front. I could feel my decorative scarf that I had put on tonight unwind and slip from my neck but once it had fallen to the ground I could not see it to pick it up again so decided to leave it behind, I would come back in the daylight and search for it then, after all it was one of my favourites, a silvery white colour with small pink roses, a soft silk like material, purely for decoration and not warmth.

I breathed a huge sigh of relief, still feeling foolish, as I stepped through the trees, back into the party, the crowds, the safety, colliding with something hard, "Ow, sorry!" I cried immediately as strong hands righted my balance, not having moved an inch himself.

"It's no problem," the stranger smiled, and my first thought was of how beautiful he was, strong chiselled cheekbones, squared jaw, tall and lean, "Are you okay? You look kind of spooked."

"Uh, No, Yeah, I'm okay" I stammered, my heart still pounding.

He looked dubious, so I continued with , "I just, it seemed like someone was following me back there, Its okay though, I probably just imagined it."

He frowned, something that I didn't think suited him, "You'd be surprised" he mumbled, tensing, though it was barely noticeable, "Its probably best to stay out of the woods alone, there's been a few kids in hospital lately, animal attacks you know?"

"Oh? Thanks"

"I'm Stefan Salvatore, and your new" he said running a hand through his dark hair.

"Yeah I am, I'm Kaye Holt, It's nice to meet you, thanks for stopping me from hitting the ground then"

Once Stefan had established, once again, that I was okay, he left me to go and find his girlfriend whom he explained he was searching for before he 'bumped' into me. I found myself thinking that she was an extremely lucky girl to have a boyfriend who would make sure a complete stranger was okay before his own enjoyment, and I decided I would thank him again later. I made my way over to the fire in the middle of the clearing, the warmth emanating from it killed my chills and made me feel much more relaxed, I closed my eyes and let the warmth surround me, until a body stumbled into mine, I opened mine to see a petite blond saying something that sounded like "sorry" but her words were slurred and she was already running past, I smiled, staring now, deep into the flames, watching as the fire licked and grew, it could be a while before I had friends I knew well enough to drink or party with, but I couldn't wait until that time.

I lifted my eyes from the fire and noticed someone ahead of me, someone that I couldn't seem to look away from, he was stood idly, eyes moving fluidly around the party, he looked bored but I somehow knew he was taking in every minute detail. His face was strong, chiselled and reminded me of one of those sculptures from ancient Rome, a small smirk played on his lips and his flawless skin looked slightly orange by the light of the fire, his mop of black hair was thick and shiny, like the sort you would see in the shampoo adverts on the television, to describe him as perfect would have been an understatement. I felt a shiver run through my body as his eyes met mine, the smirk still firmly in place, he obviously knew how good he looked in his tight black t-shirt, dark jeans and boots and thick leather jacket, his eyes though were the most intriguing thing, they were a bright blue, even as far away from me as he was and in the light of the fire, an almost unnatural blue, as he stared at me, I felt like he was looking into my soul and for some reason I couldn't quite fathom, I was nervous, scared even, like there was something not quite right. It could have been hours that I was stood there, unable, or maybe unwilling to move, though in all reality it was probably minutes, why couldn't I tear my eyes away?

"Kaye?" I heard a voice say, "Kaye?" I only turned to the voice when the blue eyes slid to the person next to me, Stefan, narrowing slightly.

"What were you staring at?" he asked, his eyes following to where mine had just been, revealing an empty space, the piercing eyes and the stranger were gone.

"Nothing" I said, because it seemed like I should.

"Come on, come meet my friends" he grinned, "I'm sure you would like to know some people before you start on Monday"

"Okay," I smiled, still shaking off the strange feeling I was left with, the feeling of eyes lingering over my body, goose bumps raising on my skin, I felt creepy, violated even, like those eyes had seen through my soul and gouged out my darkest secrets and desires. I shivered again as I followed Stefan through the dancers towards a group of people near the edge f the clearing, the sounds of students laughing and dancing, smoke and the smell of alcohol invading my senses. The loud shriek of a crow disappearing into the night.

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