To be with you Forever- Damon Salvatore/OC
Chapter 24- Founders Day Kick Off
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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A/N: As I mentioned before I'm not following L.J Smiths or the shows exact line of events, though they are fantastic, I want to do my own thing, so basically I'm more than likely not going to have Stefan getting his whole bloodlust thing back, mainly because he is a pivotal figure point in how the others are trying to prove a point to Kaye about Damon. Hope it doesn't affect people too much, hope you don't mind.
Also, Bonnie is at the Founders day kick off.
"I want to go home." I complained, sidling up to Elena as John Gilbert gave his speech, somewhere near the front of the room, standing primly next to Mayor Lockwood and some other people I guessed must have been important, though I didn't know who they were. He was sprouting something about working together and protecting each other, in a speech that seemed slightly too overbearing and pointed. I was barely listening though, the Founders day kick off so far had been, not what I'd expected, at first the music had been this rubbish classical stuff then after much persuasion from Elena, Bonnie and I, Stefan had compelled the DJ to play something better. That said, the party hadn't necessarily picked up much, sure people were dancing and a lot of the older guests were drinking, but it was a lot more stuffy and formal than I had imagined it would be and I felt like I stuck out like a sore thumb. I didn't know who half the people were, except for the Lockwoods, Jenna, John and a few other familiar faces. Many people commented on my accent and I felt that the comment was more of a dig at the fact that I didn't really have much right to be here. Elena had told me how rigidly they liked to stick to tradition around here.
Caroline was not present, which seemed strange to me, she seemed like some one who would like it here, Matt had said she had gone to the grandmothers, I didn't pry for a reason why. On the subject of Matt, he seemed to be doing okay, almost as if he had already resigned himself that his sister was gone before they had even found her body. He had accepted everybody's words of condolences and comforting hugs, explaining that his mother was doing worse than he. Eventually he'd joined the dancers, though some of us expected there was some illegal drinking involved.
"I don't think he'll ever stop talking." she murmured, with a grin, I laughed, though I hadn't entirely meant Johns speech. We joined the crowd in their applause once he had finally finished talking and the music began again, some modern dance song I hadn't really like back in England. It seemed I couldn't stop complaining at this thing. I liked my dress though, it was comfortable and I didn't look completely out of place, my heels were hurting a little but it was nothing I couldn't deal with. The main thing nagging at me was that I hadn't yet seen Damon, I'd been told that he was here but I hadn't glanced him in the crowds and had eventually given up looking feeling stupid for doing so in the beginning.
"Kaye. How are you enjoying yourself so far?" John Gilbert said from behind me and I realised why Elena had surreptitiously slunk away just seconds before. I let a smile pull across my face and lied through my teeth, "It's great Mr Gilbert, I'm having a lot of fun, thank you again for securing me an invitation." Don't get me wrong, I hated lying, but since moving to Mystic Falls I'd had to do it a lot more often to either avoid Elea and the others killing me for ignoring their warnings or in order to not hurt peoples feelings, like now, John had worked hard to get me an invitation and I didn't want to throw it back in his face by telling him that I wasn't enjoying myself.
"It was no problem, any friend of Elena's is a friend of mine." I was sure he had said this some when before but smiled anyway, "What did you think of my speech?"
"Oh it was very informative," I said, "Of course I didn't have a clue what you were saying some of the time, since I haven't been here long, but it was… good and.." I trailed off, eyes just to the left of Johns face where I could see Damon approaching in a black shirt and trousers, his eyes levelled on the back of Johns head.
"I'm glad you thought so, I think.." Elena's uncle began, to be interrupted by Damon's, "Kaye."
"Hi." I said, meekly, it was strange seeing him now after so long, after a pause I said, "Uh Damon, this is John Gil-"
"We've met." he cut across me bluntly, shooting a look to the other man which I couldn't quite decipher, "Could I borrow you for a while?" he asked me. I nodded probably a little too eagerly and excused my self from John, I followed Damon through a few people, watching as he pushed through some big doors onto the balcony, usually scotch in hand, following without any further thought.
"That was rude, what you did then, you didn't need to be rude to him." I scolded with a frown, crossing my arms across my chest, in much the same way Damon had.
"I don't much care for the guy." he smirked, leaning against one of the concrete walls, this place truly was beautiful.
"That's no reason, did he do anything to you?"
"I'm just slightly angry with him is all, the fact being that I snapped uncles little neck about ten minutes ago and pushed him over this ledge, but there he is doing his speech and in full conversation with you." I felt my eyes widen, How could that be true? Was John a vampire too? "You look delectable by the way."
I ignored his comment, fighting to keep the blush from covering my cheeks, and instead opted to ask, "Is he a vampire too?"
"No," he smirked, "Uncle has a magic ring, stops him dying. Alaric Saltzman has one too, I should know, I killed him once too."
"A magic ring?"
"Truthfully, I don't have a clue."
"You killed my History teacher?" I was getting a headache again, he always gave me headaches.
"He tried to stake me." My eyes widened again, "In my own home would you believe? I thought it was very rude of him."
"It seems a lot of people want to kill you" I commented as I made my way to the ledge leaning over, staring out at the gardens, the numerous flowers and grassy areas were truly stunning, like nothing I ad seen back home, a few feet from Damon, "So why did you kill Mr Gilbert?"
"Oh you know," he started, turning and mirroring my position, "He's a little too smug for my liking, his hair is so seventies I would know, he's on the council, his voice just irritates me, he knows about me and Stefan, his presence just generally irks me and-"
"Woah, backtrack," I cut in, "He knows about you and Stefan?"
"Yup," he shrugged, "Threatened me and all, not a nice man. Then, after his speech before he comes for you that is, he talks to me."
I laughed, "You like telling stories don't you?"
"Can I continue?" he asked, I couldn't be sure if he was angry or joking so I just nodded, "He tells me," he paused dramatically and I laughed again, "that he knows a lot more than we know, than we can even imagine and if he dies the information, including all he knows about Stefan and I goes to the council."
"Then what happens?"
"I don't know, I didn't ask, I was too busy trying not to kill him. Again." I grinned.
"You have this thing about killing people don't you?" I couldn't help but remember what Bonnie had said the previous day in town, when he didn't answer I said, "Damon?"
He turned his eyes towards me, "Yeah?"
"Did you kill Matts sister? Vicki?"
He replied without hesitation, "Yes." I frowned, I'd already known the answer, what caused my frown was that I wasn't scared of my friends sisters murderer, "Does that bother you?" he asked.
"Yes." I paused, "No."
I heard him scoff, "So which one is it?"
"I don't know, you didn't mean to right? You just took too much? That's why you changed her?"
He shook his head and growled, "Why do you do that?" The guy really did have crazy mood swings.
"Do what?"
"Why do you do all you can to see some good in me?"
I sighed, "Because there is. I'm alive aren't I? There's got to be something in you."
"You're.."
"Stupid I know." I cut across him, "Naïve, reckless, idiotic, suicidal. Try one I haven't heard." He chuckled, something I liked the sound of and replied, "I'll try and think of one."
"What do you do with yourself?" I asked, "When your not annoying Stefan or Elena I mean? What do you do, you're immortal, don't you get bored?"
"I do lots," I raised my eyebrow and he continued, "I drink, I play, I.."
"Sit alone, mulling over the eternity you face ahead of you." I supplied with a smile.
He grinned, "Sometimes I think about you."
I coughed, "Really?"
"Yeah, mainly about drinking from you."
"Oh." Yeah, that would be right.
"But sometimes, I just think about you."
I swallowed, was he joking? Oh God, I wasn't good with this sort of thing. What was this anyway? Was he going to try and drink from me again?
"Oh."
"Yeah. How did you get in here anyway?"
"The door? Who invited you in?"
"Ah you know," he waved it off, "So how did you get in? You're not a founding family."
I hesitated, "I, uh, John Gilbert got me an invitation."
My statement was met by silence, and when I looked towards him he was so still I could have been talking to part of the wall. Finally he asked, "Why is he so drawn to you?"
"My charming personality?" I joked, feelings need to lighten the mood that had suddenly dropped drastically.
"Its not that."
"Thanks." I deadpanned, deciding to pursue other, more probable reasons for Johns interest, now that I knew that he had knowledge of vampires, more importantly the Salvatores it was more than plausible that there was other reasons for his continued interest in me, after all I was around vampires a lot and- "Well," he grinned, "If you feel the need to tell me what really happened there, I'll be sure to listen." I gasped, ignoring Damon when he asked me what was wrong, "So how's your wrist Kaye?" His eyes landed on my wrist band.
"I knew he was a bad guy!" I exclaimed, "The first time I met him! Asshole! Getting me an invitation and buttering me up!"
"What the hell are you talking about?" Damon asked impatiently, a frown crossing his features.
"He knows," I said, "that I know about vampires. I ran into him the day I let you bite me, he saw the bite and I told him I fell. He knew." I explained.
He shook his head with a grimace, pushing himself off of the wall, "I'm sorry Damon," I said, following suit, "I really screwed up didn't I?"
"What?" he asked, "No, you didn't know who he was."
"Are you mad at me?"
"No." he smiled gently, resting a hand on my forearm and rubbing gently, "I'm just mad in general. At everything."
I shook my head and mumbled, "It's all going bad isn't it?"
He nodded, absentmindedly stroking a thumb beneath my eye, I suppressed a shiver, as he said, "Yeah, very bad, very quickly." I grimaced, nodding as he asked, "You okay?"
I stepped away and replied, "Yeah, it's just a few weeks ago I would have a laughed if someone had told me vampires existed. Now I'm stood here with a vampire, talking about how everything is going bad because some one else is going to tell the council, who work to get rid of vampires. It's all just- crazy."
"That's what I thought, when I found out, before I was changed."
My eyes met his, "What was it like? Back then? What was this place like?"
"Different, stuffy and formal." he grinned, as if he'd read my mind back at the party, "Boring… peaceful."
"Do you miss it?"
"Sometimes, but then, alcohol, porn, TV, comfortable clothes all changes for the better." I laughed at his openness "What about you? You ever miss home?"
"Yeah. I miss being able to visit my mum, but that's all, here is infinitely more interesting." I mused for a second, "I think I'm going to sit down."
"On the floor?"
"Mhmmmm" He told me to wait, and I watched as he pulled off his jacket, I hadn't even noticed he was wearing, he must have acquired it at some point on the way out here, and laid it on the floor telling me to sit on that. I sat and he followed suit, arm brushing mine.
"Damon?" I said after a few moments of silence, "Do you sleep in coffins?"
He choked on a laugh, grinning down at me he shook his head, feeling slightly foolish I continued, "How do you go out in sunlight?" He was still grinning as he pulled off the ring on his hand, I hadn't noticed until now, I took it from his fingers and turned it over in my hands as I inspected it, "So it stops you from burning up?"
"Yeah." he finally spoke, leaning his elbow on is knee as he did, "I don't know how they work, we got them a long time ago."
"Can you turn into a bat? Or smoke?" I asked, handing back the all important ring, no longer trusting myself with such and important part of Damons survival, not even for a minute.
"No." he paused, considering his answer I guess, "But I can turn into a crow."
"Really?" I asked, turning on my makeshift seat towards him, "A crow? That's awesome, there's this crow that keeps hanging around my house, its huge! A crow? That's…" I paused in my ramblings, realisation dawning, "A crow around my house and my car." My eyes shot towards him, "That's you!"
He smirked at my face, "You were watching me! For ages!" He didn't say anything and I felt slightly nauseous, "Oh God, I fed you! What the hell? Why?"
He grinned, hand returning to my forearm, "You intrigued me. I've told you this."
"You were watching me." my voice incredulous. Unbelievable.
"Did you-?" I started but he cut me off with a laugh and he replied, "No. I didn't see anything inappropriate." I nodded thankfully and he continued, "Not that I didn't want to."
"I cant believe you." I groaned, head in my hands, grumbling to myself about embarrassment and stalking and being angry, well aware that he could hear me.
"Your dad didn't seem to like me." he mused, "He's not an animal person is he?"
I narrowed my eyes as I lifted my head from my hands and mumbled "You're a creep."
I stood angrily, tripping slightly on the sleeve of his jacket that was led across the ground. Sure I'd always known that Damon was strange, compulsive, weird even but turning into a bird and watching was just inappropriate and crossing some kind of line. The words, Vampiric and stalker came to mind. I heard him standing too, frowning as his hand wrapped around my wrist and he pulled me backwards. "Get off me." I sighed.
"You're really mad aren't you?" he asked.
"Yes I'm mad! Wouldn't you be if the roles were reversed, it's creepy, you bird stalked me!" He laughed and I growled, "Its not funny."
"Of course it is." As I fought to pull away, "Kaye! I didn't mean to make you angry."
"No?" I raged, "Then why the hell else would you do this?"
I hadn't expected him to kiss me, I hadn't really expected any reply but for him to let me storm off, instead I felt myself being pulled roughly towards him, spun, my back pressed against the wall, one of his hands still wrapped around my wrist, the other on the back of my neck and his lips were on mine. It was nothing like I'd imagined, I'm not really sure how I had imagined it to be, but it couldn't have been anything this… amazing. At first his lips were soft, gentle, I sucked in a breath, still as they moved against mine, but they hardened, as I began to move, my breath hitched as his tongue slid across my bottom lip and I allowed him access, breathing heavily, unable to believe that this was truly happening. The feel of him, pressed against me, his mouth on mine it was kind of surreal and over far too quickly as he pulled away, grinning at the stupid little sound of protest I made as he did so.
"Gotta go." he whispered, breath tickling over my lips, I could see him smirking.
"Why?"
"The witch is coming." he whispered into my hair as he pulled me close, breathing deeply.
"Kaye?" I heard Bonnies voice call my name and frowned, but as I turned back to Damon I saw he wasn't there. "Dammit" I mumbled, before calling, "Coming Bonnie!"
So there, it's done, he kissed her, I generally had a different out come for this chapter but I saw the way it was going and thought what the hell! =]
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