Chapter 5 The Storm

Previously On The Storm

His head was slumped against the wall, his eyes were clenched closed his mouth was slight open. Even in pain the man looked like a god.

"Hey! You there what are you doing back here?"A voice asked

Damon's eyes open for a second, they were full of panic as foots steps came come to us. In a panicked moment I did the only thing I could think of.

I kissed him.

My lips touched his awkwardly, my entire body was aware of him. My lips were tingling with what felt like electrical sparks.

I flinched a bit when a flashlight landed on my closed eyes. The cop cleared his throat and told us to take our 'session' somewhere else before walking away and leaving us in peace.

I pulled my head back to see Damon's face was completely relaxed, not a sign of pain was on his handsome features. As I looked at him his lips pulled into a smirk, he sat up straight and rested his head against the wall.

"You do know I asked you to help me, not assault my mouth" he said waggling his perfect eyebrows

I blushed a deep crimson color from my cheeks to my neck at his words.

"Sorry, but you did say not to let anyone see you"

"I never said I didn't like it, but it probably would have been better if my head didn't feel like it was getting stabbed"

"You want to share with me what the hell was going on with you?"

He jumped up from sitting and started mumbling about a device and Isabel and Bonnie.

"Someone lied to me and tried to kill me"

"What? Why would someone try to kill you?"

"Because this person hates who and what I am"

"What are you?"

"Nothing that you should worry your pretty little head about"

I sighed at his condescending words, why can't I get a straight answer out of this guy?

"Are you always an asshole?"

He just snorted and started walking down the alley.

"Are you always a nosey brat?" he shot back at me.

I jogged up to him while thinking of a reply.

"Only when people won't tell me what I want to know" I told him honestly

"What are you a reporter or something?"

"Well I'm actually a pop star, what are you?"

"Are you always sarcastic?"

"I wasn't being sarcastic I really am a pop star, do you always answer a question with another question?"

"Do you always ask stupid questions?"

I was about to replied when I saw large puffs of black smoke filled the air around us. The smoke reminded me of when I crashed my car.

I was about to say something about it to Damon but when I looked for him he was gone, almost as if he disappeared into thin air.

"Asshole" I mumbled under my breath walking out of the black ally and into the lighted street. The smoke was everywhere, swirling and oddly beautiful like an abstract painting, the black swirled around with the gray and the almost pure white creating a pattern. I watched in wonder as the smoke dissipated on the concert, but my wonder turned to disgust when the smoke reached my nostrils. It smelt like burning sugar cane; sickly sweet.

Flashed backs of James dying came to the forefront of my mind. The sickly sweet scent that came from his burning flesh, the nausea that it brought me. I was positive something wasn't right in this little town, and I wasn't going to let it go until I know what 'it' was.

I walked tiredly to my and car slumped into the leather seat. Today was really starting to hit me, and it made me exhausted. For once I drive below the speed limit to my hotel. I dragged myself to my hotel room not even grabbing my purse from the car; I was too tired.

Once in my room I jumped on my bed and fell into a deep dream fill sleep.

~Dream~

I was 10 again and I was at my aunt's house but instead of a welcoming feeling that it always used to have, it was empty, hollow, and ghostly.

"Hello?" I called into the empty house.

My reply was the sound of a groan coming from the bedroom at the end of a long hall. I walked gingerly down the long hall but the further I walked the further away it got.

"Turn back Bella you're not going to like what you find" said the unmistakable voice of my aunt.

"What if I don't want to turn back?" I replied

"Then be prepared for the horror that is this world"

With a gust of wind the door open and I was pulled into the room. I almost screamed at what I saw. Blooded covered every surface of the once white room. Everything that once filled the room was gone and a single pale oak desk sat in the middle.

Without my permission my feet started walking toward the desk. I struggle trying to stop them but nothing seemed to work. Before I wanted I had walked to the desk and picked the first thing that I saw.

It was a book my book the book I had gotten for my birthday from my aunt. As I held the book crimson red numbers appeared on the shining cover.

128.

As I read the numbers the book turned to dust. Next I grabbed a picture that was lying on the desk; the photo was obviously old but well taken care of. In the picture there were three people, woman and two men. I tried to looks closer at the image but it kept getting blurrier; I flipped photo and read the writing.

Damon Salvatore, Stefan Salvatore, Katharine Pierce. 1863.

In shock I turn the photo back over and stared at the faces that where on the picture; I stared I noticed the picture was changing. The woman appeared to be running towards me at an impossibly fast rate. Her complexion got paler, while blood was rushing to her eyes causing the small veins to protrude around the area. Her canine teeth lengthen into fangs, giving her an almost predatory look.

The woman jumped out of the photo causing me to scream.

~Dream End~

I woke-up with a scream rumbling in my throat. I grabbed my chest in an attempt to calm my frantic heartbeat; sweat was pouring down my face. I glanced at the clock it was only 9 o'clock, I was disappointed because I was hoping to sleep in to 12 o'clock but I didn't want to risk having another nightmare.

I got out of bed and dragged myself to the bathroom. I stood in front of the mirror my face scrunched in disgust at my messy appearance; I had makeup smudged from sweat covering my face making me look like a clown. I quickly got undress and into the shower, relishing in the warm water that was pouring down my body.

After I turned off the shower I dried off and put on a fluffy robe. I sat on my bed wondering what to do when my stomach started rumbling.

I picked up the phone next to the bed and dialed room service; I ordered a white egg-omelet and a non-fat mocha latte. Just as I set the phone back down there was a light knock at my door.

"That was fast" I muttered walking to the door.

I opened the door and let out a squeal when I saw Gary standing there. I jumped and hugged my best friend.

"Gary What the hell are you doing here!" I yelled happily.

"Surprising my best friend and enjoying a break from the paps" He said lazily laying on my bed

"What happened to you small town phobia?"

"Simple it was small town or no town so I picked this shitty back woods place over being stuck in the house"

I rolled my eyes at his complaining.

"Just be glad you don't have to live here" I muttered "Yet"

"So girl where are we going today?"

I raised my eyebrow at him and put my hands on my hips.

"We? There is no we today Gar I have business to take care of"

"Oo that sounds fun I'm coming with you!" he jumped off the bed and started rambling though the bags he had brought with him.

"No Gar not today maybe tonight if I get back before it's too late –"

"No is not an exceptable answer I'm coming with you" he paused looking around "What are you wearing because I know you wouldn't go out in that frizzy monstrosity"

"You do realize that I'm your boss right?" I said trying to keep a serious face but in the end I broke out laughing. "Fine but if you come with you can't complain when you get bored"

"I promise – so where are we going?" he asked excitedly

"To look at a house around 3 o'clock so we have a bit of time" I said walking to my bag to get an outfit only to be stomps by Gary's Feminine squeal.

"Alex Girl you know you didn't pack your good clothes and I simple can't let you leave this room looking like raggedy Anna now" he paused to pull a bundle of clothes from his bag "Put this on"

With a sigh I took the clothes from Gary and headed into the bathroom. I quickly put on the clothes; a tight V-necked tee-shirt and some gray skinny jeans that were so tight that they looked painted on; I was confused by the black straps that were hanging from the jeans.

"Gary?" I called, he walked into the bathroom.

"Yea Lexi"

"What are these strappy things?"

He chuckled at my lack of fashion knowledge.

"There suspenders, how did you not know that?" he said pulling the elastic band over my shoulder and snapping it.

"Because I'm not a man from the 1900's" I mumbled rolling my eyes at his question.

"Hey! Suspenders are in this season" he said walking out of the bathroom. I followed.

He picked up his cosmetic bag and sat on my bed. He motioned for me to seat between his legs, I did what he asked and he began his torturing. He brushed my hair and pinned it tightly to my scalp before pulling a wig cap over it.

"Why are you putting a wig on me?"

"Because you look better as a blonde then brunette and you won't let me dye your hair" he said making me visualize the pout that was most likely on his sun-kissed face.

I felt the wig being place on my head and the slightly painful pins used to keep it in place. Gary moved off the bed and stood in front of me. He worked fast doing my makeup; some foundation and cover up and light blue eye shadow and black eye liner shaped into the cat eye look. With a thick brush he applied the bronzer and blush and glued on some fake eye lashes. He asked me to open my mouth and he lined my lips with a nude pink lip-liner and filled the in with a light pink lip stick and finished it off with some clear gloss. Finally he handed me a hand-held mirror.

I looked amazing but that was only what I expected because when it came to fashion Gary could make a potato sack look hot on me. I smiled at my reflection than stood from my cozy spot on my bed and walked to my suit case. I pulled out my shiny leather ankle boots and slipped them on as well as a dark gray fedora.

I grabbed my keys and told Gary to follow me to my car, when we got to my car he stared at in shock. A smirk light up my face as I tossed him the keys.

"You hurt my baby and I will kill you" I warned him getting in to the passenger seat.

"I would never hurt a piece of art such as this car."

He started the car and pulled on to the road hitting speeds that even I wouldn't.

"Where to?" he asked.

I directed him to the grill and he pulled into the parking lot with screech.

"Damn boy you make my driving seem grandma-ish"

"Well I do try" he said exiting my car, I followed his lead into the grill.

We took a seat in a booth and order breakfast because I never got mine from room service. Bored me and Gary began playing Kiss, Kill, and Marry.

"Matt Damon, Brad Pitt and Johnny Depp"

"Which Movies?" I asked because all of them where hot in different movies.

"Borne Identity, Mr. and Mrs. Smith, Pirate of the Caribbean"

"Marry Matt Damon, Kiss Brat Pitt, and Kill Johnny Depp because I don't like Pirates"

"What why not pirates are hot girl"

"Just not my type, ok for you; Harry potter, Draco Malfoy, and Ron Weasley"

He rolled his eyes and gave me a 'really?' look.

"What? Harry potter was a good movie" I argued his questioning gaze.

"Kill Harry, Marry Draco Malfoy and kiss Ron Weasley"

"I probably would do the same except I'd kill Ron and kiss Harry"

"That guy" He pointed to a guy that was playing pool, the guy was about 6 foot tall and had back cropped hair. Something about him reminded me of the boys on the Res; maybe it was his size, or the air of arrogance the radiated from him. "That Guy" he point to a waiter the looked kind of like Mike Newton "and that guy" or course the last guy had to be Damon Salvatore.

"Kiss the first one, kill the second one and I guess marry Damon" at the use of Damon's names a goofy smile crossed Gary's face.

"Ooh someone's holding out details spill girl! Tell me how you know that fine specimen"

Before I could answer a now familiar voice answered me.

"This little thing bumped into a friend of mine yesterday at the parade and we spent the night talking" Damon lied.

I was curious why he was lying but I let it slide for the time being because I had bigger fish to fry.

"Ohh! That's why you look like you just got finished doing a night shift at the E.R in L.A."

I glared at my friend for mentioning my tired apprentice.

It seemed like hours we sat the talking to Damon who had invited himself to sit with us. The conversation was extremely awkward for me to have because Gary was saying things to purposely try to embarrass me, for what reason I'm not sure. I almost jumped for joy when I saw Jenks walk through the door of the grill.

"Gary we have to go" I said grabbing my purse so I could get up.

"Why?"

"Did you forget what we have to do today already?"

"No you said we had to check out a house are we going to go do that now?"

"Yes but it shouldn't take too long the Swan Place is only about a 3 minute drive"

Damon chose now to speak.

"Swan Place? As in the Old Swan house?" I nodded at his question.

"You do know that house isn't for sale it belongs to the historical Society"

"Actually it belongs to my client the claim that the historical society argued was invalid, just because the house was the second one build in this town does not make it theirs"

"So there giving a piece of the town's history to a teenybopper musician, why?"

Jenks was about the reply but I cut him off.

"Because douche I am the only living swan left so if you have any more objections feel free to take it up with my hand." I pause and gave him the finger "Because it's the only part of me that gives a fuck"

Jenks told me to follow him to his car and I did; we drove to the house without Gary because he made the choice to stay at the grill with the asshole.

Soon Jenks and I were pulling into the flower paved driveway of the swan house. My jaw dropped in awe at the Beautiful house. The house was red brick and had large white pillars lining the wrap around porch. The house was surrounded by beautiful flowers of many different colors, mainly blue and purple.

Jenks parked the car and we walked into to the gray front door of the beautiful house. After walking though the house I found I was very happy about moving to mystic falls, about moving into this beautiful piece of history. At the end of the house there was a single closed-door, curiously I opened the door and my heart broke at what was inside. Pictures of me – Bella where everywhere, pictures I drew as a child, my first guitar, the ugly vase I made in my 2nd grade art class, a macaroni necklace I made when I was five, my first diary, Even the sticker I got when I had to get blood drawn at the hospital. The room was a gigantic shrine to Bella.

I walked to a cabinet that had my prom photo in it and stared not blinking. Gently I stroked the glass , tears filling my eyes at the memories.

"Sad isn't it?" a female voice said startling me

"What is?" I said forcing my face and eye to harden into a non-caring expression

"That Ms. Swan kept this room as a shrine for her granddaughter"

"that so?"

"It's what killed her you know" I looked at her with question in my eyes "When she found out her granddaughter had died, the doctors say it was a heart attack but I know better; she died of a broken heart"

I swallowed back the sob that was bubbling in my throat as the woman walked away. I was what killed my grandmother.

I wanted to cried, I wanted to die, but mostly I wanted revenge against Edward, Jacob, and Leah. They broke me they made me hate myself.

For the first time in years I felt the once familiar burn on hatred deep in my heart.

I stepped away from the cabinet with the intention of walking out of the room but something caught my eye. A book, my book, the book from my dream. I grabbed the book and turned to page 128; I quickly read the title of the page.

Original Vampires.

As I read the title a square piece of paper fell from the book. The picture from my dream, but now I could see the faces clearly and one I recognized.

Damon. Fucking. Salvatore.

Wow I had trouble writing this one. Sorry for the long wait.

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