To be with you Forever- Damon Salvatore/OC
Chapter 51- A peaceful opening
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 awful! Feel free to cyber kill me if you wish! I've recently gotten a new job caring for a lady with cerebral palsy and balancing that with university (music degree) babysitting my sister and cousin when mother and auntie work respectively , redecorating my room and trying to have some semblance of a life I haven't been able to update much, plus VD.
So… SUPERNATURALLOVER1098- this chapter is for you, for kicking me into shape! Even if I am a terrible person who took ages!
Also this goes to mussymay14 for reviewing and making me work right now!
And also to Ambray- thanks for reading after all, here you go! =]
Please remember I'm changing everything so much that its essentially AU! Ive had people complaining that its different, if you want a story that is exactly the same as the show with an OC inserted then please look elsewhere, I don't know about you guys but I don't enjoy reading stories Ive already watched on TV!
So extremely late… here we go…
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Kaye's P.O.V
"So, how is Caroline anyway?" I asked Bonnie as I pulled on my other heeled shoe, on the day of Mystic Falls big park opening, the excitement of which was only marginally dampened by just about everything that had happened in the preparation period, the current topic of conversation being Caroline's impromptu attack on Matt on their date a few night ago.
"She's angry at herself still. Scared to see Matt." Bonnie replied from her place in my doorway, "She knows Matt's fine and doesn't remember anything about the attack, but she's still pretty freaked."
"Understandable I guess." I mumbled, "I really don't want to do this Bonnie."
"Me neither. I'm sure it wont be that bad though." she assured.
"Just with Caroline and Matt and Sherriff Forbes and everything. It's just kind of strange."
"It always is here, isn't it?" Bonnie commented., "Have you heard anything from Mason?"
"No. Not since the diner incident. That's another thing I'm worried about. He's obviously planning something right?" I asked, sitting up straight and flexing my foot in the shoe.
"We'll just have to be vigilant. You ready to go?"
"Yeah." I sighed, "I just hope I don't break my ankle or something."
"I'll heal it. If you do."
"You can heal?" I asked askance.
"Well no.." Bonnie hesitated as we stepped from my room and I closed my door behind me, "I could learn?"
"No thank you." I laughed, "I'd rather take my chance with a hospital."
"Who's going to the hospital?" A familiar voice questioned from the bottom of the stairs, earning a startled shriek from Bonnie.
"Me." I growled as I regained my balance, shooting a glare towards the smirking leather jacket clad raven at the foot of the staircase, "if you keep sneaking up on me like that. Why are you here anyway? I thought we were meeting you there?"
"Change of plans." Damon said simply, "I'm driving."
"Why?" Bonnie asked sceptically.
"I have some news."
"Kaye!" My fathers voice sounded from the kitchen as Damon handed me my coat, "Are you leaving?"
He stepped through into the hallway, eyes narrowing as he took sight of Damon.
"Mr Holt." Damon said with a smile and a nod, arrogant arse immediately covered by his fake charming persona, "It's good to see you again. I came to give the girls a ride, it's quite a way to walk. Will you be joining us?"
"No." he hesitated, "I'm going with some workmates. That was nice of you Damon."
"Why isn't he an actor?" Bonnie whispered, awed by how easily Damon handled my father. I laughed softly and waved good bye.
"See you there, Kaye." My father bid me goodbye.
"So what's the news?" I asked, opening the passenger side door, only to see Stefan sat in the seat. "Oh sorry." I said as I moved around to the back seat.
"Where's Elena?" Bonnie asked as we moved to click in our seatbelts, a necessity when Damon drove as it was obvious that sometimes he forgot when humans shared the car with him.
"She's already at the opening, Jenna had a larger part in the process and Elena and Jeremy were roped into helping earlier than the rest of us." Stefan explained, looking at the girls through the car mirror.
"You're wearing the wrong shoes." Damon stated, eyes also on the passengers and not on the road, "you're signed up for painting and the likes."
"Told you." I grumbled with a nudge to Bonnies side.
"Oh hush." the witch scolded.
"So whats the news?" I asked again, glancing between the currently amicable brothers.
"I going to speak to Mason Lockwood today, offer a truce." Stefan said.
"Good idea," Bonnie agreed immediately, "At least until we've got all this Pearl stuff sorted. Better keep Damon on a leash though."
"I could throw you out of this car and be back in this seat and driving before the gas pedal even lets up." said older vampire threatened, wisely, Bonnie stopped talking.
The drive to the new park took minutes and I was impressed with what faced me, a not quite finished park, it would surely be lovely when it was done.
I pushed open the car door and stepped into the cool outdoor air, throngs of people moved around, some painting walls and objects, others dressed immaculately drinking wine. I spotted Mrs Lockwood, milling about in her finest clothes, Tyler too. Matt, fully healed and covered in paint, smiling as if nothing had happened, though to him, is memory at least, nothing had.
"There's Elena!" Bonnie said, pointing towards a wall where our friend stood on tip toes paintbrush in hand, "Come on." she said as she took off towards her, small heels clacking on the floor.
"You okay?" Damon asked, moving around the car as I watched Bonnie pick up her own paint brush.
"Yeah." I replied with a smile, "You think Mason will accept a truce?"
"If Saint Stefan asks then probably."
"Has he gone to do it now?" I asked.
"Yup." came the nonchalant reply.
"Are you going to help us paint?" I asked, as I noticed Bonnie impatiently beckoning me over.
"No way in hell." he replied, "I'm here to enjoy myself."
"Not even for me?" I asked with a small grin, not even attempting the puppy eyes that should have accompanied the question.
He tilted his head, blue eyes piercing as he moved closer hands moving to lean on the car, I shifted, sandwiched between the car and the vampire. My breathing quickened like it always did when in such close proximity to Damon. He grinned, "You see this jacket?" I nodded, "Its brand new. I don't want paint on it."
"Girl." I whispered.
"Mhmm." he mumbled as his lips captured mine. I couldn't say it was unexpected, except it sort of was, he didn't often get so close to me and could count the number of times we had kissed on one hand which made me question, what the hell was this? We weren't a couple like Elena and Stefan, we weren't friends with benefits though I suppose Damon was a damn good kisser so it kind of was a benefit. We weren't just friends either, this intimacy told me as much. Why wouldn't my mind stop questioning this? By the time I had stopped my mind wondering so that I could concentrate on what was happening, Damon pulled away as someone else cleared their throat.
"Stefan. That was quick."
Damon stepped away and turned to his brother, Elena and Bonnie moved towards us. "You talk to Mason?" Bonnie asked as everyone stepped into place.
"Yeah, I asked for a truce and he agreed."
"Do you trust him?" I asked, reading some underlying question in his explanation.
"Not completely no. But I guess we have to on this part don't we?"
"I don't like it." Elena said.
"Its all we've got." Stefan replied, rubbing a hand reassuringly from her shoulder to elbow, "Everyone keep an eye out while you're here."
"Right," Bonnie said, paintbrush still in hand, "We shouldn't stand around here looking suspicious, there are too many people around, we should all split up to our own jobs."
"She's right," Stefan said, pressing a kiss to Elenas temple, "Be careful."
At those words, we all parted, I followed Elena and Bonnie towards their previous position. "Here's your brush." Elena said, "Not that we can concentrate on painting with all this going on."
"I know." Bonnie grumbled, "It all seemed pretty simple on the way here but now Stefan has actually mentioned a truce and Mason has accepted its like were on some kind of tight rope you know."
"Yes I know." Elena replied, "Especially with Sherriff Forbes being so suspicious and John still around here somewhere."
I shivered as John Gilberts name escaped from Elenas lips, the things he had done, the things he had almost caused. Damon had almost died because of that man.
"Lets not think about this stuff." Bonnie suggested, "Even though we're the work we're here to have fun."
"Yeah," I smiled, "Lets have fun!" Even as I said it, I moved my paintbrush towards the pot of white and dipped it in gently, "Like this!" I cried, pushing the brush onto Bonnies nose with a cackle.
"Kaye!" she cried, as Elena laughed.
"You said to have fun!" I replied, as she dipped her own brush, "Bonnie, this dress is new!"
"I'm not planning on aiming for your dress Kaye." Bonnie threatened.
"The dress isn't new anyway." Elena contradicted, "You've worn it before."
"Shut up you!" I cried, at the betrayal, flicking the paint onto the other girls face who also screamed, and retaliated immediately. The pink colour she used felt cold against my cheek. "Okay okay quits." I laughed.
"Not until I've got my revenge too." Bonnie growled still advancing.
"No Bonnie! Wait!" I cried, my eye catching a commotion over by the bar, "What's going on with Damon?"
"What?" Bonnie asked stopping.
"Are they okay?" Elena asked, immediately dropping her brush to the floor and stepping forward.
"I don't know." I frowned, copying her action and following, her towards the bar, where Damon stood doubled over, face contorted with pain.
We moved quickly and soon found ourselves besides Stefan and Damon.
"What happened?" Elena cried and Bonnie glanced around worried, hoping we weren't being watched by anyone who was remotely innocent.
"Vervaine." Stefan stated, "Kaye, get some water. Elena find Jeremy, see if Anna knows something. Bonnie, go with Elena."
I nodded, and moved to the bar, grabbing a glass of water that probably belonged to someone else.
"Here" I cried, shoving the glass into Damon's out stretched hand.
He drank it down quickly, sighed at the cooling effects, still looked drained, in pain however.
"I will kill Mason Lockwood." Damon growled, attempting to straighten up.
"Stop it Damon." Stefan growled, using his considerable strength to hold tight to his weakened brother.
"Do you think anyone saw?" I asked, "Anyone dangerous?" Meaning the council members dotted around taking the empty glass from Damon's hand a holding tight to his upper arm. "Are you okay?" I asked gently.
"I'm fine." Damon replied trying to straighten up.
"No you're not. And you're not going after anyone either. Not here." I said.
"I'm fine. Get off me!" Damon growled the beginnings of a transformation on his features. I frowned and quickly let go.
"Fine. I'm going to find Elena." I sighed, moving quickly away from the drama, angry.
It took less than a minute to find Elena who was already on her way back in the direction of the brothers, Bonnie in tow. I pushed past people, without trying to be rude, murmuring excuse me and sorry until I reached them.
"I couldn't find Jeremy or Anna. They've probably snuck off somewhere. I doubt they know anything anyway." Elena said.
"Where'd they go?" Bonnie asked glancing towards the area I had just vacated through the throngs of people. I stood on tiptoes hoping to see them but the area was empty of sibling vampires. "When did so many people get here?" I cried, beginning to move forward.
"Where would they go?" Elena cried, pushing roughly through the crowd with no regard for apologies or politeness, Bonnie and I followed closely in her path.
"After Mason?" Bonnie suggested.
Before we could get any closer towards the table we'd stood at before with the solitary glass plonked carelessly in the middle and blonde head intercepted us. Caroline. "This way." she hissed.
She led us through the ever growing crowd of people, many of whom were volunteers like herself, sweaty and dishevelled. "My mum has been acting strange. Stranger than usual that is." Caroline began as we moved finally out of hearing range of strangers. "She's so secretive recently, I mean I know I'm not exactly telling her everything myself but she's so jumpy and closed off. It got worse as she got here, she keeps whispering to people, glancing around all spy like."
"So I figured I would follow her, listen out y'know, I guess that's one perk to being like me, freakin' good hearing!"
"Caroline come on!" Elena pushed impatiently.
"Anyway, I came over here to listen, see what I could gleam from around and I heard a gunshot."
"What?"
"A gunshot. From over there." she pointed towards the trees ahead.
"Can you hear anything else?" I asked.
Caroline tilted her head, face intent, still.
Her body started and she shot forward crying, "Another one! It's Damon!"
I followed after without hesitation.
"What's happening?" Elena cried.
"It's my mum!" Caroline cried and the pain in her voice was palpable.
"Is she hurt?" Bonnie asked.
"No." Caroline's voice cracked, "No, she's doing this."
I felt my heart pounding in my throat, legs burning from the strain of running what seemed like miles. "Where are they Caroline?" I cried.
"Wait!" the blonde cried, coming to sudden halt "I can smell blood. There's someone-" her sentence was cut off by a cry from my left. Bonnie, eyes wide, encircled by Mason Lockwood's arms.
"You really don't want to go through there." he smirked.
"Go on!" Bonnie cried struggling. I nodded, there was no use in staying behind when Damon and possibly Stefan were in danger, Mason was intimidating but I had no doubt he was there simply as a deter anyone from getting through. He was a grunt not a murderer.
I grabbed Elena's hand with an imploring look to Bonnie and launched forward again.
"No you don't!" I heard, as Bonnie squealed, a quick glance showed her hitting the floor butt first and Mason materialising as if from nowhere before us.
A hand closed roughly around my wrist at the same time another gun shot rang out, this time audible for everyone.
"Let go of me." I said, yanking my arm back his grip unrelenting, even as Elena grabbed at him from another angle, "You're hurting me!" I could feel the small bones in my wrist grinding together under the werewolves strength and felt tears prick in my eyes.
A fist flew past my face in a blur and the pressure was automatically released as Mason fell with a loud crash onto the ground, unconscious. "The strength is an upside to vampirism as well." Caroline huffed with a small grin of triumph.
I nodded my thanks, rubbing my wrist with my other hand as we grouped forward through the trees into a clearing of some kind.
"What is this place?" Elena whispered as Carline pointed to the opening in the ground, with stone steps leading into underground darkness.
"They're down there." she said, "My mum is killing them." And like a prophecy of some kind, like she had spoken an omen of death another gun shot rang out followed closely by Damon Salvatore's agonised scream.
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