To be with you Forever- Damon Salvatore/OC
Chapter 26- Getting out.
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
Thank you to Eline who took the time from school work to read and review! That's dedication for you! And no I'm perfectly fine, I don't really sleep that's why the updates are so consistent! =] And to Vee baby, I'm glad your converted, and I have no intentions of making her a Bella type character, she's lightly based on my little sister who literally tripped on nothing and hit her head on the stairs at one point so I think it's a little comedic! Glad you like it and hope I don't disappoint. I like Bonnie too, always thought she should have a bigger role so I decided to give her one in my story =]
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I want them on be in a school holiday, so they are! =] Southampton is actually where I live, but I have no name creativity so I used that!
Kaye's P.O.V
I woke the next morning, still in my dress that I had collapsed in the night before, having barely made it to my bed, feeling slightly, well, euphoric. Okay, the entire night hadn't been fantastic but the end had been wonderful, something I never would have expected, some one like Damon, kissing me, his expert lips teasing mine, I could almost feel them now, thinking back, the shadow of his kiss lingering on my lips. I grinned as I stretched, deciding I needed to shower and change. I vaguely wondered what time Pearl had left last night and once I'd showered and changed I pushed open my dads door, to find him still sound asleep in his bed, I hadn't heard him come up last night and my eyes were thankful that he was alone, or that would have been another awkward situation. I grinned as a loud snore erupted from him where he was bundled under his covers. The digital clock on his bedside table read 7.30, I was up early, I quietly closed the door behind me and tip toed down the stairs, subconsciously glancing out all of the windows, relieved when I saw no Damon-crow.
School holidays were something that kept me going, when school began to bore me I daydreamed of the holidays that were coming and for some unknown reason, I always woke earlier in the holidays without the need for alarms. I didn't want to call anybody, there was probably no one awake anyway, the kick off had lasted to the early hours of the morning, though Bonnie, Elena, Stefan had I had left much earlier than the other guests. I poured a bowl of some pretty tasteless, crunchy cereal my dad liked, and sat down to the table, trying not to clink the spoon to the bowl very much, my dad was usually quite a light sleeper. I couldn't finish it all and poured the left over down the sink, squealing as the Damon-crow squawked past the kitchen window and I dropped the bowl into the sink, thankful it didn't smash. I scowled as I leaned open to shove open the window, if he was going to keep scaring me like this I'd get angry again. I scoffed to myself as I thought that, not that I could do anything anyway, he was a supernatural being after all. The huge bird hopped onto the window sill, "You know this creeps me out." I grinned, taking the bowl from the sink and washing it, returning it to the drying rack and turning back to the window, the crow was no longer there. I turned back to the kitchen, gasping as I saw him stood, arms folded across his chest, smirking. "You scared me." I cried, pressing a hand against my heart, "What are you doing here?"
"I came to see you."
"Was the bird necessary?" I asked, pulling out a chair, and gesturing for him to take one too, he didn't, opting to stay standing instead.
"I am the bird, so yes it was necessary" he smirked.
I scowled, "I'm still angry about that."
"Oh I don't know," he grinned, "You didn't seem so angry before I left last night."
"Shut up." I grumbled, noticing his eyes shoot to the ceiling, my dads footsteps could be heard moments later, it must be cool to have super sensitive hearing or whatever it is they had. I made sure my eyes didn't meet his, I didn't need my dad coming in and catching me blushing at the good looking stranger, at least to my dad, in front of me.
"Kaye?" My dad said, stepping into the kitchen, rubbing at his eyes, "You're up early."
"It's the holidays dad, I'm always up early in the holidays." I replied, grimacing as he noticed Damon for the first time and narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
"Hi there." he said. Damon grinned and lifted his head in greeting.
"Did you just get here?" my dad asked, and I could only imagine what he would be thinking, after all he was asleep when I got in for all he knew Damon could have been here all night, I felt my cheeks flush at the thought.
"Yes sir," he grinned, I felt my eyes widen at his politeness, the guy was a good actor, which brought up a lot of thoughts and self doubt I didn't want to deal with, like, was he acting with me? "I think I scared your daughter."
"Is that why you screamed?" my dad directed to me and I nodded, confused by my dads pointed look then, "Oh, dad! This is Damon Salvatore, you know Stefans brother? I met him a while ago. Damon this is my dad."
"Ah yes, Stefan. I cant see any resemblance, though you both seem very polite." I scoffed and covered my laugh with a cough, clearing my throat with a grin.
"So what are you doing today?" my dad asked me, ignoring my outburst, he knew what I was like anyway. I opened my mouth to answer that I didn't know, but was interrupted by Damon saying, "Well sir, I was hoping to take Kaye out for the day."
"What?" father and daughter asked together, though I would imagine that mine was more of surprise rather than having not heard him properly, "Where to?" my dad asked, shooting a questioning look my way before returning his eyes to Damon who grinned and shrugged, "Wherever the day takes us I guess."
"Sure, okay." my dad said, rolling his eyes, probably at how sappy that had sounded, "I'm going to take a shower, have fun." Damon raised a hand in goodbye as my dad leaned towards me and hissed, "Be careful." Once he had climbed the stairs Damon chuckled, "So you're introducing me as Stefans brother now?"
"He knows Stefan. He, Bonnie and Elena came to tea, he wanted to meet my friends."
"I'm not your friend?" he asked, in mock hurt.
"Not at the time you weren't, at the time I'd just been attacked by and found the existence of vampires and I'd been warned away from you, over and over. So, no, not at the time."
"Touché." he grinned, "You should probably avoid Stefan for a while, he's aware of our… exertions."
"What?" I exclaimed, "How?"
"Apparently the balcony isn't the most private of places." I felt the blood drain from my face, the balcony. Oh God, did Stefan see us outside? Did he see the..
"Kiss? No." he answered, I hadn't even realised that I'd asked that question out loud, he smirked as I blushed, I never blushed, I was beginning to dislike the affect he had on me. "He knows that John knows of your involvement."
I nodded, wanting to grimace at the mention of his name, I still felt stupid regarding that situation. "What does he plan on doing?" I questioned, he shrugged in reply, and told me that they hadn't decided yet, "We've got a lot on." he sighed, "We still need to find the vampires from the tomb and now John, we're working on something."
"So why are you really here?" I asked, "That was a good act by the way, with my dad then." I could now hear his shower going upstairs and couldn't help but grin.
"Yeah, parents love me."
"I wouldn't say he loved you. He probably prefers Stefan." I joked.
"Ha-ha" he deadpanned, "Grab your coat and lets go."
"Where are we going?"
"Wherever the day takes us." he repeated, looking at me as if I were stupid. Heck, I was following a vampire who murdered my friends sister to God knows where. I probably was.
"That was cringe worthy the first time" I mumbled as he handed me my jacket, when had he gotten that?, I raised an eyebrow thanking him, and pulled it on. I called out a goodbye to my dad and shut the door hearing the automatic latch of the lock. Damon's sleek car was parked along my driveway behind my own, much shinier and modern, perfectly fixed. I saw the fleeting image of the bonnet open, smoke billowing from the ruined engine and suppressed a smile, then I remembered that the only reason the car had been that way was because Damon had been thirsty and I was home alone. Then the thought that he had given me the opportunity to change my mind about him coming into my house entered my mind and I felt thoroughly confused again.
"So are you going to get in the car?" he asked, having already unlocked it and climbed in the drivers side, he was now leaning through the car, over the passenger seat holding open the door, staring up at me.
"Are you thirsty?" I asked, hoping it sounded like I was making a joke.
"No. I've already eaten, now get in." he replied, settling back onto his own seat, I sighed and climbed in closing the door gently, and buckling myself in.
The euphoria began to sink back in as the car sped along a highway I hadn't known existed until now, I felt , despite every problem I could think of, happy. It didn't escape my attention that I was driving in a great car, next to probably the most handsome man I had ever met, who wasn't really a man. It was the kind of thing that preppy teenagers dreamed of, the man, the car, all that was missing with the dog. Of course none of this was truly mine but I couldn't help the huge smile on my face.
I don't know how long I'd been in the car before we passed the opposite end of the sign I had passed the first time I had driven into Mystic Falls, this side read, You are now leaving Mystic Falls.
"Damon." I said, glancing at the sign, "are we supposed to be going this way?"
He didn't answer me, "Damon!" I shouted, "Where are we going?"
"Relax Kaye," He replied, his voice the epitome of cool, "We're going to Southampton."
"Southampton?" I asked, the name sounding familiar.
"It's a little town not far away, we can hang around for a little, shop or whatever it is you girls like to do."
I studied his profile in silence for a while, he was not someone I would have cared for before I'd gotten to Mystic Falls, of course I would have definitely spared him a second glance but I would have cared more for someone like Matt, someone lighter to Damons dark, someone sweet and gentle. But here I was in his car, my heart speeding up every time his eyes found mine, staring unembarrassed at his dark frame. I could see things too, the differences in him, he was tense right now, his jaw was clenched, he wasn't smirking, his lip wasn't quirked like it usually was. That meant something was wrong.
"Why?"
"Cant I just take you out?"
"Damon, I mean you no offence but you don't strike me as the sort of person who would just randomly take a girl out - shopping. Especially one you barely know."
"Hey. I'm soft at heart." he shrugged and I noticed that we had gained more speed, almost in the hundreds now.
"Damon." I said lowly, "Pull over." When he didn't reply I said, "I know you heard me now pull over." The car slowed and I felt my heart slow with it, at least we were no longer in danger of crashing. He finally pulled over and hit on his hazard lights, so we couldn't be scolded by any passing cars.
"What's really going on?" I asked, turning in my seat and leaning against the door to face him, "Why are we leaving town?"
He was silent for a while, staring out of the windscreen, I clenched my jaw, "Fine, if you wont tell me, I'll walk back." I clicked off my seatbelt and wrenched the door open angrily, knowing I was being stubborn and ridiculous, anyone else would have been excited, flattered that someone was taking them out, but, no, not me, I had to notice that something was wrong.
"Are you seriously going to do this?" he asked incredulously.
"Yes." I said stubbornly, as he grabbed my arm again, quite roughly this time.
"Come on Kaye, its for your own good. I had to get you out of Mystic Falls. Stefan's gotten Elena out too."
"What's happening back there Damon?" I growled as I processed what he had just said and the red flag started to rise, "Tell me what's happening."
"The council are fighting back." he said, his eyes following a red car as it cruised past, slowing down to process what had happened to the side of the road.
"What do you mean fighting back? How do you know?"
"I'm on the council remember, Sherriff Forbes loves me."
"What is happening?" I asked again, slower.
"They're hunting. It was John Gilberts idea. They're going after the vampires from the tomb, and any humans who might be aiding them."
"Do they have any idea where the tomb vampires are?"
"I don't know, the vampires, Frederick, the one who attacked us in the car park, they're all pretty sneaky, but that's not the point, the point is John Gilbert knows that you know about us, you cant be there when the council are running about."
"Will my dad be okay?" I asked.
"He'll be fine," he said, without hesitation, "Just stay with me today. Don't go back there."
"So this is your charming way of keeping me safe?" I asked, feeling pleasantly flattered.
"If that makes you feel any better." he quipped, "Now, get back in the car."
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