To be with you Forever- Damon Salvatore/OC
Chapter 25- You care.
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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So this is in Pearls P.O.V. It's not a new one, as she was the original 3rd person one, I hope you all picked up on that before hand =]
I apologize for the X's its ridiculous and I ate them but every other thing I use to space things like jumps disappears when I upload, (if you don't see them then don't worry it hasn't worked again!) aha!
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Pearls P.O.V
I heard her breathing before I heard the engine of her car a hundred years spent in a silent tomb allows for fine tuning of your senses, hearing, smell, sight, so whilst mine was infinitely better than any humans it was also better than most vampires, as most of us entombed have found upon our escapes. The sound of the engine came next, louder than most things, still strange to me, after all I hadn't been free in this strange future for that long, I glanced towards her father as the engine cut out, he was sleeping soundly on the couch, under my insistence of course. My original plan with him had been the one off meal but on discovering Damon's presence that night in this very house had set something else into motion, my continued presence in the girls life, which meant, no matter how much I hated it, her fathers life too. I was sure she wouldn't be very co-operative if I just killed her father.
Her footsteps echoed in my ears as she made her way up the drive, innocent and sweet blooded, but not for me to touch. At least not yet. The key in the lock, the strange scratch that came with it, the door opening, her voice calling out, "Dad? I'm home."
I stepped around the wall, where I'd been standing, my practised human smile stretched across my face, Anna had told me I would need to practice being human again. I had to fit in. She was startled by the sudden appearance of someone other than her father, I heard her heart speed up dramatically. Humans, startled so easily.
"Pearl." she gasped, "Hey." There was nothing quizzical about her voice, nothing suspicious or even curious. I was just accepted at face value, something she must do a lot, surely if she knew Damon's true nature then she would not be hanging around him.
She reeked of elder Salvatore, his scent was al over her, mingling with her own, a strange bitter sweet smell, if there was any way to see how opposite they were, how wrong, their mingling scents were the answer. I wanted to grimace at the smell, human mixed with death, walking, living death. Even the thought of how the mix came about was enough to make me feel ill.
"I'm here with your father," I said by way of explanation, though she hadn't asked, "He's sound asleep on the sofa."
"Sounds about right." she grinned, "Would you like anything? I'm sure dad told you to help yourself but still.. Anything you need?"
I shook my head, "I'm good thank you for the offer Kaye." she nodded as she hung her coat on the hall pegs, his scent coming off her stronger as she moved, I wrinkled my nose. At least her dress was pretty. Maybe I would make her wear it on that day we start our plan, Damon seems to like her in it, it would make it just that little but more bitter sweet.
"Did you have a good time tonight?" I asked, "Paul said you were at the Founders day kick off."
"Uh, yeah." she said vaguely, seeming to go into a trance like daze, a small smile flickering over her face, "You know." she said after a while, "It's kind of posh and stuffy but okay overall."
"Any handsome boys there?" I asked, ignoring her comment on the party, of course I knew, all in the tomb inhabitants did, we were the originals after all.
"No, not really." she said, "Uh listen, I'm going to head off to bed, not to be rude or anything, I'm very tired."
"I can imagine." I replied, only I noticing the dryness of my voice, I smiled largely, "I'll wake your father, I'm just leaving too."
"G'night Pearl," she sent me a soft smile, beginning to ascend the steps, "I hope I see you soon, you seem to make my dad really happy, maybe you can bring your daughter round one day."
I nodded yes, though I had no intention of doing so, not in the family type way she suspected, the day she met Anna, and of course my other 'family' would be the day she died. The day Damon watched her die. The day we took back Mystic Falls.
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Damon's P.O.V
"Brother." I called in response to the persistent knock on my bedroom door, "Unless you want to see my naked body I suggest you don't open that door!"
"Do you have someone in there?" he asked through the wood, I rolled my eyes as I pulled on a pair of dark jeans, much more comfortable than any suit, Id had to wear today.
"Unless you consider the shower in the next room company, then no." I pulled the door open, "Company!" I scoffed, "You wound me, always thinking the worst of me!"
He folded his arms across his chest, sending me an, in my opinion, quite rude look, sometimes he was just like me.
"What can I do for you Stefan?"
I pulled on a black shirt, as he leaned against my door frame eyeing me suspiciously, I grinned, "Brother. I know I am extremely beautiful, but you are my blood, staring like that, it's illegal."
He frowned, mumbling something about me being a dick. "Such language!" I exclaimed, pushing past him, and making my way down the hall, I could hear him following suit. At least he wasn't angry, I didn't really want my mood to be deflated. I descended the stairs, deciding to walk very slowly, smirking at the impatient huff I heard from behind me. Once we'd reached the living room or the study or whatever it was people killed these rooms these days, I poured myself my usual glass of scotch and slumped down into my seat, I smirked, "What can I do for you brother?" I repeated.
He narrowed his eyes, taking the seat opposite me, "Where did you get off to after John Gilberts speech tonight?"
"Oh you know, around." I said vaguely.
"Were you with anyone?" Oh dear, he's on to me isn't he?
"No." I decided to lie anyway.
"Oh really? Because I was talking to Mayor Lockwood, and you came up in conversation-"
"I always do." I interrupted with a smirk.
"And." he stressed, "He said that he saw you leaving towards the balcony, with a cute little blond girl, he said she was English. Do we know anyone who fits that description?" Jeez! He could be sarcastic sometimes. Yeah, he could definitely be just like me.
I pretended to contemplate that question for a while. "Kaye! Damon. She is the only one who fits that description in town, if you hurt her.."
"I didn't hurt her." I growled leaning forward.
"Then what were you doing out there?" he sounded slightly hesitant, as if he didn't really want to now the answer.
"We were talking."
"Talking?" I smirked, remembering her lips under mine, soft and pliant, yielding, I chuckled and nodded, "You expect me to believe that?"
"Well, I'm not actually lying for once so I would hope so." I stared at him for a while, he was frowning angrily, arms tense, I could imagine him trying to hit me or something, though he wouldn't get very far in his tries, "If you must know, little brother, we were talking about John Gilbert."
"Why?"
"Because he knows, that Kaye knows what we are and obviously he knows what we are too."
"And he has a ring like Alaric." Stefan mused, "How does he know about Kaye?"
"He saw the bite marks on her neck," at his glare I raised my hands in a defensive gesture, "I know, I know, my bad, anyway, he knew what they were and apparently she is a shit liar."
"Dammit!" Stefan raged, "First the council, then Alaric, now John Gilbert, I cant believe she let him figure it out."
"It wasn't her fault!" I growled, probably a bit too quickly, I didn't miss the look of shock that passed over my brothers face. "She didn't know about him, then."
Why are you defending her Damon?
"Well as long as she knows, she's just added to the people who are in danger when this all comes to head." he said angrily, "Maybe we should just make her forget?" he mused.
"What?" I exploded, dropping my scotch onto the ground, "What the hell do you mean?"
"Well, I'm with Elena, so I cant erase her memory, Bonnie is a witch so I cant do much there, but Kaye.."
"Stefan." I warned.
"I'm just trying to narrow the list of people we have to protect." he defended, "Why do you care so much?"
"Kaye, doesn't deserve that." I said, sounding completely irrational and hypocritical, I knew what he said made sense but I couldn't entertain the thought, she would feel so betrayed and hurt, she knew about me, what I was, how I was and she cared about me anyway. I couldn't lose that. Wouldn't lose that. Of course I wasn't going to kill her and I had no misconceptions of anything permanent but I wasn't willing to let that happen.
"Would it be any different to what you did to her? Over and over?"
"Shut up." I grumbled, knowing he was right, suddenly feeling exhausted.
"Is it worth it Damon?" His gaze was impenetrable, "Whatever it is you think is happening with her, is it worth it? Pearl and Anna, all of those tomb vampires are still here. The council and John will go after anyone who is in lenience with us. She was endangered the moment you laid eyes on her."
"You spoke to her first." I retorted childishly. He was right of course. Saint Stefan was always right.
"This argument is ridiculous Damon," he stated, "Are you willing to protect her?"
"Of course I will." There was no hesitation in my answer, there was no need to even think about it. The only thing I did feel the need to think about was why I was so quick to agree, to fight for her.
"What is it with her Damon? What's happening?"
My eyes met his, so familiar, a face I had despised for such a long time when I loved Katherine, could think of nothing else and though I still loved her, when I looked at my brother whom she had betrayed me with, played me with over and over I no longer felt such a twist in my gut, such hatred.
"I don't know what's happening." I said, opting for honesty instead of the remark he had probably expected from me.
"I think I do," he said softly, "How many times have you seen her Damon? Watched her? Spoken to her in secret?" I ignored his question instead leaning down to grab my glass, side stepping the spilt drink as I moved to the table, pouring myself another glass, I needed to stop drinking this stuff. "Let me guess," he said, rather pompously I thought, "You cant stop thinking about her, cant get her scent from your mind, when you sit there moping over Katherine and the past she seeps into your thoughts." he paused for a moment, I said nothing, my back to him as I gulped my drink, "You want to kill her, just to get her out of your thoughts. You're not in love with her by any means, but you care about her. That's your problem. You care."
I heard him standing, then say quietly, probably from the doorway, "Just don't hurt her Damon, in any way." Then he left me, drinking by the fire.
Shit ending, buuut it is 2.24 am, sleep needed, hope you enjoy!
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Yeah, so Pearls quite ominous =] and Stefans suspicious, what could go wrong there? =]
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