To be with you Forever- Damon Salvatore/OC

Chapter 27- Conflicted

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'm so sorry for the wait, only as you may know Im the lead singer of band and go to a music college and I had a gig Thursday night and on that night I also got a call asking me to be an emergency replacement for Friday night, so Ive had two days of non stop rehearsal, learning songs for Friday and playing, then partying Friday too! I hope this makes up for the wait! Sorry again!

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Kaye's P.O.V

Southampton was appropriately modernised and built up and extremely busy and Damon's presence gained the expected amount of attention from female, and some male, admirers. For most of the day we'd wondered through the town and it was obvious that Damon was agitated and distracted and I couldn't say that I didn't feel the same way, just imagining what could be happening back in Mystic Falls was enough to give me the jitters. "What do you thinks happening back there?" I asked Damon as he led me towards a bench in the middle of the town. I was careful not to mention anything to do with the predicament we were in or the V word.

"Sheriff Forbes said she would keep me informed, it was her idea for us to get out."

"Are people going to get hurt?" I asked.

"I don't think so, only vampires, this," he gestured to us, and all around us, "is just precaution. If the council find out there are humans coercing with us, said humans would disappear under suspicious circumstances."

"And John knows that I know, and Elena is an obvious guess." I mused, "Does the Sherriff know about me?"

"No. But because John does, it's precaution."

"Right." I glanced around us, a the numerous shops and little businesses and cafes, it was not really like Mystic Falls, too big and busy, much like it had been back in England where I'd lived. I noticed groups walking past, everyone either blatantly staring or sending little glances Damons way, and from the corner of my eye I could see him basking in the glory, smirking. Oh God! I'm jealous!

"Won't the council realise we're gone?" I asked.

"Yes." I rolled my eyes, but couldn't help a smile at his lame answer.

"So they might get suspicious?"

"Stefan and his girlfriend have disappeared together, that's not exactly weird. And I've taken the new girl in town for some much needed stress relief."

"So they will get suspicious." I grinned, "At least that there is something going on here." I gestured between myself and him with a hand.

"Isn't there?" he asked, leaning forward, elbows on his knees, narrowing his eyes.

"I don't know." I replied calmly, "you're hot and cold, one minute you say such harsh things, then the next your kissing me. I don't know where I stand with you."

"Are we going to do this now?" he sighed, "Are we gonna do the whole 'What are we' talk?"

"No." I huffed, slouching back on the bench, "Apparently not."

"Look." he sounded like he was angry, "I don't know what we're doing, what we are." I smiled slightly at his use of air quotes on the last three words, "I'm just as- confused as you are. I don't know what I want."

"Well make up your mind, it's getting boring." I groaned frowning as he chuckled at me and raised an eyebrow.

"Shut up." I mumbled, leaning my head against the bench back, watching the passers by.

Damon's P.O.V

She'd been pretty placid, complacent, until the whole, 'what are we' talk, if you could call it that, I knew that anyone else would have pushed it, listed all of the flaws of whatever it was we had, complained and screamed and probably cried, instead she'd just told me to 'make up my mind' which had pretty much shocked me into laughter.

It hadn't been long until she'd fallen asleep, with her head resting on my shoulder, just where it had fallen when her eyes had closed. Sure, it had been tiring today, in the way that it only was when you drove for a long time and did nothing much else. The town hadn't really appealed to her, she had obviously already grown used to the more rural sides of Mystic Falls and its surroundings, much like I had upon my arrival, though I would never had admitted it out loud.

I didn't want to contemplate what she'd said, I had much more than I cared for on my plate as it was, but she was right, as usual and I'd realised that I didn't know what was going on with us, what we were. My heart was with Katherine, it had been for over a hundred years, always would be as far as I was concerned, but it was hard to back up my beliefs when my head said, "Kaye. Kaye. Kaye."

Where my heart beat for Katherine, my mind pulled for the other, more human option.

When I had kissed Kaye, she'd been gentle, compliant, nervous even, I'd been in control, she was flustered and innocent and it had been- nice. But wit Katherine the roles were reversed, she was domineering, controlling, strong and knew exactly what she wanted, what she liked. The differences were immeasurable in every way, the way they looked, spoke, acted, who they were in general. Kaye was the light to Katherine's dark, the good to her bad, the innocent to her conniving. I could never see Kaye sleeping with my brother, Go forbid, or playing with, messing with anyone for her own gain but I couldn't get Katherine out of my head. My heart.

My dreams were the worst, taking the love triangle ordeal to a new level, in some I would relive memories of my time with Katherine, sometimes the way she would bite me as we made love, or how she would smile as I confessed my undying feelings for her but never return the gesture, sometimes I would dream of the day they took her away, the vervaine coursing through her system as they dragged her from my life. Hw I lashed out at Stefan, my father, vowed to find her again and how I never did.

Some times though my dreams would be of Kaye, how it might be to make love to her, how it had felt to kiss her, how she was just there, a trusting, willing constant. Her fear when I drank from her, her determination and strength, sometimes just her voice or the way she had essentially trusted me with her life that night at Mystic Grill.

Other times I would dream of them both, not in sexual ways, even I wasn't that sick, sometimes they would merge into one, Katherine's face and Kaye's personality, feelings, way of life.

Sometimes, and this was always the worst, I would lose Katherine, over and over and Kaye would be there to make it okay again, but then in some bizarre way, I would lose her too, maybe I would lose control or there would be some kind of accident, but I could never keep her. I always lost them both, one by one.

"What are you thinking about?" her voice interrupted any in depth thought I slid my eyes down to her, where she still rested on my shoulder, face tilted towards me, I leaned down, just the few inches it took and touched my lips to hers, just once, softly. Amused by my own actions, I grinned, softly, gently, slowly, those were never things I had associated myself with when it came to this sort of thing, not even back in my human days when any sort of intimacy was frowned upon before marriage but with Kaye it seemed right, she didn't seem like the fuck and run type, or the type to take things too quickly, heck she was too virginal for that. "Nothing really." I said, as a late reply to her question, whilst she was napping I'd received an 'all clear' text from the sheriff, "We can go home now."

"It's over?" she asked, lifting her head from mine, cheeks flushed, I liked to think that was the effect that I had on her and not the cold wind.

"Yeah, I got an all clear from sheriff Forbes," I flashed my mobile, "Want to go?"

"Yes please." she yawned, stretching, "I don't like this place."

"Oh." I pressed my hand to my heart, pretending to feel wounded as I stood from the bench, stretching my legs, "I bring you out and you tell me you hate it too my face! 'm wounded!" She laughed as she stood too and told me to shut up, latching her arm through mine as I pushed my hands into my pockets. She eyed me questioningly when I pulled my arm away, her face abruptly falling at the harsh rebuke, but smiling again when I took her hand in mine and held it securely.

We made it to the car quickly and back onto the highway, before she asked another question, "Did they catch them? The vampires from the tomb?"

"I guess not, or the sheriff would have mentioned it in her text, or called or something."

"So there's going to be more days like this?" her voice sounded slightly hopeful.

"Maybe." I paused, "Or they have a plan B. I wont know until the next council meeting."

She nodded, "Where could they be hiding out?" she mused.

"I don't know, Frederick is strong, dangerous, Pearl is so smart, and cunning, conniving, Anna does as she's told, they're all one big team. It'll be hard to stop them." I replied, staring in front of me at the road, like any good driver would, that's why I didn't see the fear in her eyes at first, only the sound of her heartbeat speeding up a lot more than was natural. "What's wrong?" I asked, glancing at her. Hr eyes were wide, face drained of colour.

"Pearl?" she asked, "Anna?"

Kaye's P.O.V

His frown deepened as he said, "Yeah."

"They're vampires? From the tomb?" I asked, willing myself to have heard wrong.

"Pearl is. Anna was around then too but she didn't get caught, she got her mum out when we opened the tomb, when I was searching for .. Katherine. Kaye? What is it?"

I stepped behind him into the kitchen and saw the lady in question sat there, she had to be in her mid thirties, not too much younger than my dad, she was petite, with dark hair and the same coloured eyes, she was beautiful and had this serene elegance about her that probably wouldn't have gone amiss in the olden days of royal balls and horses and carts.

"Honey this is my friend, Pearl." She smiled widely.

"Oh God." I said quietly, "Oh my God."

"Oh." she grinned at my curious look she said, "My daughter, Anna, she knows them, she's seen you with that group."

"Oh no."

"Kaye, the whole epiphany thing is cute and all but I'd really like to know what the hell you are talking about." he said calmly, hands tightening on the steering wheel, eyes shooting towards me every now and then. I felt too sick to speak, my stomach ached, my heart was pounding in my chest, my breathing was heavy, ragged.

"I cant breathe," I stammered, "I- I cant - I cant breathe."

I felt the engine cut out and heard something rustling, climbing across, I wasn't sure what was happening, then an arm was around my shoulder, rubbing my back, the other in my hair, he was murmuring something, "It'll be okay." or something like that I don't know. When I felt calm enough to speak I pulled away.

"Pearl." I said, "Dark hair? Dark eyes? Small?"

He growled, "Have you met her?"

I felt tears building up behind my eyes, "She was there, at the hospital. With my dad, I remember now, I walked into her. She's dating my dad."

"Dating your dad?" he asked in disbelief.

"He's completely enamoured with her, he said she's a keeper, but Ive never seen them… I've never seen anything remotely relationship like. I. He.."

"She's compelling him." he stated, righting himself on his seat, buckling his seat belt, and starting the engine again. "It must have been her who attacked him."

I swallowed, "Get me home Damon. Get me to my dad."

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