To be with you Forever- Damon Salvatore/OC
Chapter 31- Falling into his arms.
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 surprised at doing this update, I just give up on learning songs for now and thought I would give you all a gift!
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Kaye's P.O.V
"Anna." I gasped as realisation dawned on me.
"My mother told me I simply should meet you." she smiled, menacing now instead of beautiful as it had been when she had helped to get Bonnie home. Oh God, she knows where Bonnie lives. It's okay though, Bonnie has powers, she can take care of herself, it's me I need to worry about right now. Since I am, after all stood in the middle of the night, alone, with a vampire who was essentially a bad guy.
"You don't need to hurt me." I said, attempting to control my breathing, knowing full well that she could probably hear my elevated heart rate and laboured breathing.
"I know." she replied.
"Are you going to?" I asked, hoping maybe I could apply some sort of movie technique to this situation and bide myself time, maybe even get away. I knew that if somebody was to come by now, there would be no chance they could help me, she would kill them in an instant.
"I didn't come looking for you, you know. I was just going about my merry way and suddenly I smell you." she said, ignoring my previous question, "You see, my mum sent me after you, that day you were in the river with Damon. Tres cute by the way. I was meant to scope you out, find you, before Frederick and Laurence came along and well, you know what was meant to happen after that." She made a slicing motion against her delicate neck and I cringed thinking back on how close Damon had come to that being the out come. "We're like those police dogs you see, once we've focused on a scent. It doesn't really leave us." I shivered.
"What are you going to do to me?" I asked dreading the answer.
"I don't know." she replied, sounding genuinely frustrated, "I don't know what she wants!"
"Your mum?" Why was I asking questions? She was probably going to kill me for God's sake!
"Who else?" her voice sounded bitter and I thought she would leave it at that but, "I love her so much, I spent so long getting to that tomb, I just wanted her out, I didn't know the others would follow."
"Now the council are after you." I stated, taking a tiny step away from her, heaving a sigh of relief when she didn't seem to notice her eyes were trained on the ground, if she had powers like Bonnie another raging fire would have started by now, maybe the whole distraction thing would work after all. "Yes." she sighed.
"Why don't you leave?" I asked, another step. "Why don't you and your mum get out of here?" Another tiny step.
"I wanted to." she growled.
"But?" I prompted, praying in my head that she would keep talking, so I could keep edging away, she looked like she may even be turning away slightly. That would be even better.
"But she's my mum, and she's so damned intent on getting her.. Revenge! She wont go anywhere!"
"Why don't you make her? Use vervaine or something?" I suggested, raising my voice, not wanting her to notice the distance I was causing between us in this deserted darkness, because of the diminishing volume of my voice.
"She'd kill me." she stated sombrely and I noticed that I now had enough space between us, I turned on my heel and sprinted as fast as I could away from her, just to crash into a body after a few metres, her body. She stood with her arms folded across her chest, her face distorted with anger. "Did you really think you would get away?" she snarled, reminding me of every single TV and movie villain I had loved to hate over my years of watching them. "Do you not get the concept of vampires?" She growled, taking a menacing step towards me. I should have tried to stare her down, held my ground, but I couldn't, her eyes were penetrating, furious so I stumbled backwards. "You." she spat, pushing me hard, so I dropped to the ground, landing roughly on my elbows and back, feeling my jacket rip as it scraped the floor I hissed at the pain that shot up my arms and down my legs, "Sit. While I decide where we go from here."
"You don't have to do this." I said, the desperation obvious in my voice now that I had tried to escape and it had failed even though deep down I had known it wasn't, as despite popular belief I fully understood the vampire complex. "You could let me go."
"Back to Damon?" she asked, "If he knew that I had touched you, I'd be dead, really dead." It seemed like she was talking to herself but I knew she meant it to be aimed at me. I shook my head reverently, "No, no, no, no" I disagreed, "it's not like that with us, he wouldn't hurt anyone, kill anyone, not for me."
"You think?" she scoffed, "You really are ridiculously naïve, you cant even see what's right in front of you."
"You're right." I agreed, laughing self depreciatingly, "I'm an idiot. I didn't know Stefan and Damon were vampires. I didn't know that your mum was. I don't get it. But that doesn't mean I have to get hurt. I didn't do anything wrong, I got caught up in this by accident, it wasn't my choice."
"Shut up!" she screamed, "You're pathetic! I don't do sympathy kid!"
"I'm sorry." I hissed. Not wanting to anger her any further, I valued my life and limbs after all. I paused, "Just please let me go."
Her eyes darkened and she lunged towards me, growling, wrapping a hand around my neck and lifting me clean off of the ground, feet inches from the floor. She held me suspended in the air, my feet dangling, kicking but doing nothing, I could feel my head growing heavy and found it very hard to breathe, "I told you to shut the hell up!" she roared, squeezing tightly, I coughed, choking, trying to speak but all that came forth was a choked gargle. "I should kill you now."
"Please.." I coughed, shaking my head. No.
"No doubt theres vervaine coursing through you right now, I should snap your neck." I felt the tears spilling over my cheeks, knowing this was it, when I heard a familiar voice say, "Put the girl down." I hit thudded to the ground again, coughing, clutching at my throbbing neck, I could hear some kind of commotion above me, voices, shouting and a loud bang and then there was a hand held out in front of me, male, John Gilberts. "Are you okay?" he asked, as I took his hand and he hauled me to my feet, feeling dizzy as the blood rushed to my head. I nodded, "How, how did you get her to go away?"
"Gun, wooden things, it usually gets them to go away." he stated.
"Right. Thank you."
"Come on, I'll get you home. We'll talk."
I shook my head, "No, I have to go somewhere."
His demeanour changed quickly, from charming and heroic to angry, stiff. "Don't you think you've had enough vampires for one evening?" he rumbled angrily obviously knowing what I was thinking.
I stared at him wide eyed, stumbled back again, "Stay away from me." I ignored the slightly ungrateful feeling I'd gotten as I did so, after all he had saved my life. I stepped away from him as he reached for me and turned back in the direction I had been running before Anna had intercepted me, noticing the sharp wooden thing lying on the ground, it must have come from his gun. I ran down the road, hoping he wasn't following me, slower than before, stumbling ever so slightly. My vision was blurred and I felt dizzy, my neck throbbed and my back, legs and arms hurt from my numerous falls. My shoes were not made for running either so by the time I had made it towards the familiar dirt road my feet were aching and probably blistered to hell. I crunched up the road, toward the familiar mansion sized house. Hoping, praying that someone was in, vaguely remembering something that Bonnie had said about Stefan being at Elenas. The house loomed above me as I tripped up the stairs, thudding against the door, and began to punch it hard, wanting to attract attention, calling out. I slammed my fists against the door, over and over, banging, banging, praying that someone would open up. He had super hearing for Christ's sake surely he could hear! Unless he wasn't in, maybe he'd gone out, maybe he was out enjoying himself having forgotten all about me. The door opened beneath my fists and they struck broad chest, relief flooded through me at the sight of him, so missed over the last few days and so needed right now. "Damon." I sighed, falling hard into his arms.
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