To be with you Forever- Damon Salvatore/OC

Chapter 23- Vicki Donovan

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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"You look beautiful." I heard his voice say behind me and I felt a small smile creep across my lips as I finished tying my hair back in a simple bun at the nape of my neck, "I love it when you leave your neck exposed."

I shivered as he wrapped his hands around my waist, sliding them up and down my sides, I stepped back, wanting, needing to be closer to him.

"Stefan will kill us if he finds out." I knew he was grinning, as he rested his chin atop my head. I sighed content, not worried in the slightest that he had probably destroyed my hairstyle. It didn't matter, I hadn't really spent that long on it anyway.

"I know," I whispered, loving the feel of being cocooned in his arms, nothing had ever felt so right.

"He'd kill you, if he knew this is how you really felt, then he'd come after me for, poisoning your mind."

"I know." I frowned, this was supposed to be a good time, not ruined by the fact that it was all wrong, "Stop talking."

"I'm just stating the truth."

I turned in his arms, smiling up at his beautiful face, his eyes, those God damned beautiful eyes staring down at me, "Shut up and kiss me." I stated with a grin and I didn't miss the glint in his eyes as he leaned towards me, murmuring, "Kaye, wake up."

I pulled back, his lips inches from mine, "What?"

"Kaye wake up!"

I groaned as he faded away and was replaced by blinding sunlight and Bonnie's smiling face as I opened my eyes, "Hey there, sleepy head!" she grinned.

"Wha.? What's happening?" I asked, burying my head into the pillow, squirming away as Bonnie poked me in the ribs through my quilt.

"What's happening is that its noon and we're going shopping!" Elena's voice said from somewhere in my room.

"I never agreed to any shopping." I grumbled, not wanting to move.

"That's because you weren't coming but since my uncle got you an invitation to the Founders day kick off, I'm guessing you'll need something suitable too." she said wistfully, moving things around on my desk, I frowned into the pillow, I would have to rearrange everything into its proper place later on. It took a little while for her words to sink in, but once they did I shot up a huge smile adorning my face, "He got the invitation?"

"Here." Elena held up the formal looking piece of card, "The founding families don't get invitations, its tradition, but others do."

"Wicked!" I said excitedly.

"Yeah, it would be even more wicked if you got you butt out of bed, put some clothes on and did some shopping with us!" Bonnie cried, pulling the covers from my body which had me inwardly thanking God that I wore clothes to bed, or that could have been a rather awkward moment.

I took too long getting ready, at least that's what Elena and Bonnie complained, through the door of my bathroom, "How did you guys get in anyway?" I asked through a mouthful of toothpaste, grinning at the obvious answer they gave. My dad.

"You couldn't have called first?" I asked, returning my toothbrush and pulling my door open, barking out a laugh as Bonnie stumbled through into the bathroom, "Didn't anybody ever warn you not to lean on other peoples doors?"

She shot me a playful glare as she righted herself, not so subtly changing the subject as she asked, "What were you dreaming about just then anyway?"

I felt my face growing hot and thought that luck was probably on my side that I had already turned away from them and was heading out of my bedroom door, "I don't remember." I lied, there was no way I would tell them I had been dreaming about Damon, or that I had been for a week now, since our last encounter, it seemed like years away now, as did our 'normal' day in the park, school seemed to wash away any fun memories and make them seem so long ago.

"Well whatever it was, it must have been good, you were grinning like the cat who got the cream."

"Really?" I asked nonchalantly, as we descended the stairs, "Well if I remember I'll be sure to tell you."

I guessed they were happy with my answer when Bonnie chirped "Okay" and Elena said, "Your dad said to tell you that he left money on the counter, I think his exact words were- make her buy a nice dress, she never wears girly dresses."

I groaned and protested, "I do too! Well. Maybe not dresses…" I trailed off, seeing the flaw in my argument, that flaw being that he was right, "Anyway, I'm sure you two will change that."

"Yes we will!"

"I give up!" I exclaimed, walking into the shops changing area where both Bonnie and Elena were both hidden behind thick curtains trying on dresses, "I cant find anything."

"Okay! We'll try somewhere else in a while!" One of them called. I flopped down onto the sofa, biting one of my fingernails, something my mum had constantly scolded me for as a child, as Elena asked, "So are you two bringing dates?"

I laughed at the same time Bonnie scoffed, "No!"

"Why not?"

"The men here suck!" Bonnie laughed, "They're either far too old or far too childish, I'm going to die alone, old and decrepit." she stated overdramatically, earning a cough from Elena who I think might have fallen over.

"What about you Kaye?" Elena asked, voice breathless, she was probably trying to right herself again. "You seen anyone around that you like?"

Yes, "No."

"Cant blame you there. You got a boyfriend waiting for you back in England?" Bonnie asked, pulling back her own curtain, frowning at the two dresses over her arm, that she obviously hadn't liked.

"No." I grinned, "To be honest with you… I've never really had a boyfriend, I've always been so caught up in my schoolwork or just generally avoiding parties and stuff, I just, I don't know, I never really thought about it."

"Really?" Bonnie asked, she sounded shocked.

"Yeah. What's wrong?"

"But look at you!" She said incredulously, "You're beautiful."

"Thank you," I laughed, "I guess." she patted my head as she came to stand next to me, waiting for Elena.

"Have you ever kissed someone?" she asked.

"Yes." I nodded with a laugh.

"Phew!" Elena laughed, then called through her curtain, "So you've never really had a boyfriend?"

"No," I laughed, "I never seemed to attract anybody. I never really wanted to."

"Then you move to Mystic Falls and attract the attention of a vampire, big change huh?" Bonnie said, loud enough that Elena wouldn't hear and laughed, immediately clapping her hand over her mouth once the words had escaped, eyes wide.

"Yeah," I said quietly, "The wrong one"

"I'm sorry" Bonnie said quickly.

"It's okay," I grinned, probably slightly wider than it needed to be, placing a comforting hand on her wrist which hung near me, "You don't want those dresses?" I changed the subject, indicating the ghastly canary yellow thing and the plain black one hanging over her arm, she shook her head, relaxing as Elena stepped from her changing room groaning, "This is going terribly, I don't want these either."

I stood from my seat with a sigh and asked, "So where to next?"

"Another one?" I groaned as one of the girls threw another dress over the door, this one a silky blue number, "Too short." I stated without even taking it off of the hanger, it was soon replaced with a long red thing, I grimaced, "Too prom."

I heard a frustrated sigh and rolled my eyes, they were the ones who had decided to search for me, after all they'd both found theirs and I was making no leeway by myself, truthfully I was thankful, there was so many dresses out there that in my eyes they all seemed to blur into one huge colour wheel. I giggled at a sudden mental image of me arriving at the Founders day kick off wearing a dress made of hundreds of other dresses, too fat and padded to make it through the door.

The latest dress was soon replaced with another, a soft pink, knee length dress with intricate black lace designs. "Hmm," I considered it for a moment, running a hand over some of the lace design and finally decided, "I like it!" I stated, ignoring the sound of a high five.

I hanged quickly, dropping my clothes into a pile, I didn't really care much for creases, I did the ironing at home anyway, as I adjusted the strap I heard a phone ring and Elena excuse herself.

"You decent?" Bonnie asked, stepping through the curtain once I called back yes, "That is awesome!" she exclaimed, a huge smile over her pretty face.

"Thanks!" I laughed, "This is the only one I liked, thank goodness it fits."

"I know your size." she grinned.

"Is that some witchy power thing?" I asked excited, wide eyed.

She rolled her own eyes and said, "No, I checked the tags in you wardrobe before you woke up, it took a while to change the English sizes into ours but I worked it out." her smile turned triumphant and I patted her on the back, glancing again into the full length mirror, I really did like the dress. I could see Bonnie smirking behind me as she leaned towards me conspiritually and whispered, "I think you'd blow Damon away."

I coughed in shock, shooting my eyes to her face through the mirror. "Excuse me?"

"Honey," she laughed, "I heard you murmur his name in your sleep, your lucky Elena wasn't paying attention!"

"Bonnie! I did not!" I knew I was probably wrong, how would I know what I murmured in my sleep? I was exactly that- asleep.

She shot me a 'yeah right' look and I frowned, "Look," I started, "It's… it's not like that! I don't, I mean, he's, I.." I trailed off and she laughed at my expense. Oh damn was I busted.

"Kaye, it's okay. Damon's not exactly the obvious choice, I personally would never, you know, what with him being the evil equivalent of Stefan, you know drinking from humans and what not, but, you're the only one he's fed on more than once and you're still alive. That sounds so creepy, but what I'm saying is your still alive and for Damon, that must mean something right?" I considered it for a moment, he'd said that he had kept me alive because I was feisty and my blood was slightly better than others, in my opinion that wasn't exactly cause for celebration, yet I couldn't help but think of it as a good thing either.

"You cant say anything, not to Elena, Stefan or anyone. Even that I've thought about him would start them off."

"Hey! I know that! I've been around their rants remember! I wont say anything. Come on, lets buy your dress!" she said with a friendly smile, throwing her arm around my shoulders, "You just got to promise me that you'll be careful."

I looked at her, she looked so sincere, "Of course I will."

She grinned and asked, "Do you have shoes to go with that?"

"Yes!" I said, almost too quickly, there was no way I was going to spend the rest of the day searching for shoes too, I was exhausted, and I truly did have some nice heels at home, I'd just never had the occasion to wear them.

"I wonder where Elena's at?" Bonnie mused as we joined the short line to buy, I shrugged, handing over the cash as we reached the check out. We were just thanking the woman who had checked out my dress when Elena shot through the entrance, her eyes were sad, she looked, well, guilty.

"What's happening?" I asked.

She seemed to direct her reply more to Bonnie, "That was Matt, some hikers found Vicki's body, he and his mother are distraught," she glanced between us, "I've got to go and make sure they're okay."

I nodded and Bonnie said, "Okay, send him our condolences."

"Sure," she paused, "Bonnie, what do I do? How do I pretend?"

She shook her head in reply and said sadly, "I don't know honey, but you can."

Elena nodded and said, "I'll see you guys later," Once she had gone and Bonnie and I had left the shop, deciding that we would have to walk home, I voiced the question that had been on my mind, "Bonnie? What did she mean when she said, 'How do I pretend'?"

I noticed Bonnie grimace, "This Vicki girl, Matt's missing sister right? What happened to her?"

"I don't know what the police will say, but what really happened was Damon." she stated, watching me closely, probably gouging for my reaction, I sighed, somehow I guessed that would be her answer.

"Guess that throws what you said back in the changing room out of the window huh?" I mumbled, "What happened?"

She swallowed, "Vicki was in the wrong place at the wrong time, Damon was hungry and it went too far, I don't know whether he felt guilty or was bored, or what, but as she lay there dying he changed her."

"So she's a vampire?"

"She was for a while, but she got out of control, according to Stefan they tried to teach her not to feed on humans, but she went wrong and tried to get to Elena and Jeremy. Stefan had to steak her."

I sighed, once she'd finished and said, "So this vampire thing, it's all one big mess huh?"

She paused, linked her arm through mine and sighed with a small smile, "Yeah."

I thought for a while, imagining Damon drinking from this poor girl, noticing her dying in his grip, changing her at the spur of the moment, had he felt guilty? Was it simply boredom? "Stefan really is one of a kind isn't he?" I asked frowning.

"Yeah," she replied, "He's got a lot of resolve, strength, determination. I don't think he even remembers how to hurt a human."

"Elena is lucky." I stated.

"She is, I don't envy her though, she knew about all this along time before I did and way before you, it must have been hard to hide it from everybody and now she has to comfort Matt when she knows the truth. I couldn't even imagine."

"Yeah, I agree."

"But we've all got to help you know? Tomorrow night, we've all got to be there for Matt and his mother."

"Yeah." I said in agreement as we made our way towards our respective homes, a sudden thickness had fallen in the air, I knew it was only us who felt it, us who knew what was truly happening.

"It'll be okay in the end." Bonnie stated, "I just know it."

"A witch thing?" I asked, hoping to lighten the mood.

"I hope so." she grinned, "Cause if it is, I cant be proved wrong."

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