Chapter 4: Care to dance?
Damon POV
I flew back and changed back in my room. I looked around. I did a good job, build a bed from scratch, paint the whole room add the shelves, done! It was all worth when I saw Bella's expression, mouth slacked, and eyes wide she looked astounded. I chuckled. I listened carefully. Both heartbeats slow, even long breaths, they were both sleeping. I took a shower, dressed in my trademark black shirt and jeans, and went down to Bella's room. The room showed her growing up. On the wall there were still drawings she probably made as a child, it was cute. I sat at the end of her bed and gently shook her awake, he cries to this dude Edward were not loud but definitely bothering her,
"Bella, Bella"
"hmmm"
"Beeeella"
"5 more minutes dad"
I rolled my eyes
"Bella! wake up"
Her eyes snapped open and she stared at me
"Damon?" she rubbed her eyes "What's wrong?"
"I'm going for a drink"
"Congratulations"
"Do you wanna come with me?"
"No, I'm sleeping"
"Come on, it will get your mind of things"
"No"
I pulled the covers back and gently got her to her feet, I leaned to her eyes searched for her eyes to compel her. What the? I couldn't find anything, it's like she didn't have a brain. Is she wearing vervain? No I would be able to sense her brain then
"Stop staring at me like that, it's creepy"
I was still lost in thought
"Damon?"
"huh?"
"Is everything ok? Can I go back to sleep now?"
"No, don't you want to go out with me?"
I did a puppy dog face
"I'll go out with you if you stop making that face, it's creepy"
Works for me
"OK, you have 15 minutes, wear black"
"I look like a ghost in black"
"Whatever"
"I'll be downstairs"
I left her and true to my word 15 minutes later she was downstairs. She looked hot! She was wearing black jeans, black halter top, black purse, high heeled black boots, and a red leather jacket in hand. Her hair was down on her shoulders in long beautiful waves, dark makeup and a dark red lipstick. Long earrings, pendant and a watch. Minimal and sexy.
"I told you I don't look good in black."
"You look hot"
She put her jacket, purse and shoes on the couch and lifted a strapless hot pink top. It was sexy but not as sexy as she was in black. I reached, took it, threw it on the sofa, picket her stuff and urged her out the door. It was already 1am and the drive was about 1 hour long.
"Come on, you can put those on in the car"
She nodded, unlocked, we got out, she locked again and we got in the car.
"If I break a leg in these it's your fault"
I chucked and stepped on the gas.
Less than an hour later we were outside of Club Aptitude, Sequim in Port Angeles. It was big, built like a basement with stairs leading to it, a bouncer with a hawk like gaze scaring off the minors and loud music. We had no trouble getting in, I didn't even have to compel the bouncer that Bella was over 21, her open jacket and full on black outfit did it all for her.
I got us 2 beers and we sat on a table near the dance floor but not too close. She seemed hesitant to let loose and have fun but that's what tequila shots are for.
About a dozen shots later she had gotten loose. Not too much though she was only more open and confident. She was smiling a lot and instead of blushing when a couple guys tried to pick her up she quipped and turned them down quickly.
"Why did you turn them down?"
"I didn't like them and they freaked me out"
I grabbed her hand, lead her to the dance floor and she let herself to feel the music and have fun. She definitely knew her body when she danced and enjoyed it. She let loose and everything that she had kept inside. Frankly she reminded of me when I got my first killing spree after realising I was a vampire and thinking that Katherine was stuck in that tomb. I enjoyed Bella.
It was around 5 am when she was completely wasted and I knew she needed to head home and sleep it off. On the way back in the car she turned to me and asked why did her dad think I'm dangerous? Before I could think of an answer that would satisfy her she had fallen asleep, murmuring softly. I pulled in the driveway and after trying unsuccessfully to wake her up I gathered her in my arms and got her inside. I still don't know what I was thinking but I got her in my room instead of hers and removed her boots. That woke her up enough to remove the rest of her clothing and by the time I got a t-shirt of mine to dress her in she was curled around a pillow fast asleep. I followed her example, shed my clothes and fell asleep next to her.
Bella POV
I felt the sun shining on my face slowly waking up. My head! It felt as if a thousand hammers were in sync inside it. I groaned and tried to fall back asleep. Unfortunately I couldn't and slowly opened my eyes one at a time and looked around. I was laying on my back, in a large-ish room painted in dark red colour. I blinked a few times trying to understand where I was and then in hit me. I was in my house, in the attic, in Damon's bed. I sat up quickly causing the covers to fall on my waist revealing to me I was only dressed in my black strapless bra and hopefully panties. I couldn't check because of a man's arm draped on my waist. Fighting a killer headache I tentavily turned to my left to see a still sleeping Damon one arm underneath his pillow without a shirt. What the hell happened yesterday? I remember being woken up by him to go to a bar, getting ready in an Alice approved outfit that was hung in the closet, doing the also Alice approved makeup and us leaving. Damon tried to do something with his eyes but it's too foggy to remember. I really don't remember a lot after we got to that club. Abruptly returning to present time I gently lifted his arm and got up holding his mini fridge for support. I grabbed the first item I found on the floor, a black mans shirt, I put it on and knelt to get some water from the fridge. I opened the door to see a multitude of blood bags.
I felt my eyes widen and I closed them, counted to ten and reopened them. The bags were still there. I pinched myself to make sure I'm actually awake and when it hurt, I grabbed one to see it was from Forks General hospital. I made it to the bathroom just in time to throw up, take a couple advils, and after a warm shower I got dressed in a simple pair of cotton shorts and a tank top. I checked the clock on my nightstand to see it was already 1.30 pm. Oh god, dad would be pissed off I slept so much, oh no, did he come in to see an unmade bed and me gone or worse in Damon's bed? I couldn't hear him snoring, or the tv. I went downstairs, blood bag in hand to find a note from him on the table.
'bells, went to my cousin's Greg funeral, be back tonight. I'll bring dinner
dad'
Oh that's right, he told me about it. Great way to start the month! I exhaled gratefully. I made myself a cup of hot coffee and sat on the couch to wait on Damon to wake up and confront him about the blood bags.
