So... you'll see what jewelry piece won towards the end :) *Also I made a small little change from somewhere down there that I messed up on when I posted the wrong edited chapter -.-, that's fixed now though :)

Chapter 3

Damon

The Mystic Grill was slightly busy around the bar side of the restaurant that Saturday night.

Damon opted for the booths so it could be a little more private and Abby wouldn't be as overwhelmed. She was glancing around every two seconds and looked as if anything would scare her. He wasn't sure why she seemed that way but it was getting annoying to him,

"Relax." He said as the waitress left to put in their food order.

Abby looked at him and she visibly did relax. Her shoulders slumped slightly and she let out a shallow breath. He stared at her and raised an eyebrow.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Sorry I'm just… it's… the smell. It's overwhelming. Someone just cut their finger opening a beer bottle." She said quietly.

Damon looked up over at the bar and nodded thinking momentarily before speaking.

"So, where did you come from?" he asked to distract her.

"Tennessee." She said.

"You're a long way from home. Why are you here?"

"It's my… it's Jeremy's birthday in a day. I came here early to surprise him."

"Ah, that's unfortunate." He said taking another drink, "Good thing I met you though. I've got some big plans for you." He winked.

"What do you mean?" she asked, tilting her head.

"You'll see." He winked.

They ate making small chatter about the town as Damon filled her in on things she needed to know and remember.

Things such as the vampire hating council, which was mostly dead to be honest; who the good and the bad were. The fact that the towns people made up any and every excuse in the book to throw a party for no reason. Blah, blah, blah.

As they made their way out, Damon compelled a young woman to follow them and not make a sound.

Abby was curious but she didn't say anything as they walked around the side of the restaurant in the dark alley.

Damon smiled, "You're going to do compulsion."

"Compulsion?" she raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, like mind-control. Although that sounds really harsh. Let's call it… easy persuasion." He said amused.

"How?" she asked.

"Like this," he began as he stood in front of the young girl to look back at Abby, "Just kind of stare at her intently, and focus. Think about what you want and then…" he turned to look back at the girl, "Twirl."

The girl looked at him and then without missing another beat, she twirled once in front of him.

Abby looked slightly shocked. "That's it?"

"That's it." He shrugged, "Come try."

"I can ask her to do anything? Or say anything?" she asked.

"Pretty much, yeah." Damon said as he leaned against the wall of the building.

Abby walked forward and then looked at him for confirmation; he nodded. Damon watched curiously from the side as Abby prepared herself. It was actually kind of cute.

Looking at the girl, she sighed and took in a deep breath then looked right into her eyes, "What's your worst fear?" she asked.

Damon raised an eyebrow.

That was a pretty curious question and he was wondering why she had asked it.

The girl looked slightly nervous, tucking a lock of blonde hair behind her ear before looking at Damon and then back at her, "My worst fear is that I won't become cheer captain this year and that I'll never marry Matt Donovan and I'll die alone." She said and then her face scrunched up. "I can't believe I just told you that. Who are you?" she asked and Abby looked over at Damon immediately.

"We're no one, and you're going to stand there and not ask anymore questions, got it?" Damon said stepping in as the girl nodded and took a step back.

Abby was slightly relieved when he did that and stood a few feet behind when he turned to look at her.

"That was sad. But anyways, I'm gonna show you how to feed."

Abby's eyes widened, "Feed? As in… biting?"

"And sucking, yes. The good stuff, no, the great stuff actually. It's not even that hard look," he said getting in front of her.

"All you gotta do is get close, take a nice whiff and take a moment to listen to her heartbeat." He got closer to her and swept her braid back.

Abby bit her lip and Damon came in closer.

"Once you catch on to the rhythm, you bend down and," he held her neck gently and let his teeth graze her jugular. "Bite and suck."

Damon looked down at her carefully. Her own heartbeat was beating rapidly and she looked slightly nervous. He wasn't sure if she had noticed, but she was clutching onto the corner of his jacket. He tried not to laugh when she realized and let go immediately.

"Try it out with her." He nodded at the girl near them staring blankly ahead.

Abby

Abby looked on and then took cautious steps toward the girl. Once she was in front of her, she swallowed hard and then felt fangs ache as they came out. She licked her lips before stepping closer and then tilted the girls head to the side.

"Don't scream." She said and her teeth were just on her neck. She paused before letting her fangs break the skin.

There were a handful of words that could describe what feeding was like.

It definitely wasn't the same as drinking from the blood bags though.

It got easier and easier by the second and she found herself cradling the girl to her as she sucked harder and harder, taking in as much as she could. It tasted so good and warm and she felt as if she couldn't get enough. She was so into it, she could hardly hear what Damon was saying but she knew he was telling her something because she heard his voice distantly.

"Abby, stop!" Damon shouted and Abby dropped the girls body to the ground.

"What?" she asked, eyes wide.

Blood dripped down her chin and she wiped some of it off after licking her lips clean.

"You need to know when to stop. When you feel their weight getting heavier, that means their getting weaker and you're taking too much. You don't want to kill them just yet, just feed." He explained.

Abby felt slightly ashamed for what she said next, "Is it wrong that inside I didn't really care and felt like it wouldn't matter if I killed her?"

Damon looked shocked to say the least.

"Uh…" he laughed then and shrugged, "Finish her off then princess, go for it."

Abby looked at him as she bit her lip before looking down at the girl and crouching next to her body.

The heartbeat was faint, but it was there. She looked at the girl who was slightly unconscious and she picked her head up. Something in her switched the second she began to feed. It was an animalistic feeling in her. She felt predatory and didn't want anyone else to feed from her. She wanted to finish the girl off herself.

Her teeth sank into the girls flesh in a different spot and she continued to feed until she could no longer hear the heart beat and she once again dropped the body and stood up, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

"That was… wow." She sighed.

Damon smirked and pushed himself off the wall.

"You're a natural, that was great. Five stars." He clapped.

Abby grinned feeling proud and tucked a stray lock of her behind her ear as the wind picked up a bit.

"What next?" she asked; there was a slight hint of excitement in her voice.

"We're going to go make a pit stop somewhere before heading back home. Go get in the car."

Abby pursed her lips, slightly upset that they weren't going to keep feeding but she obliged anyways making her way to the blue car.

It took a few minutes for Damon to come back but when he did, he was quiet.

The car started and they drove in silence for almost an hour and she suddenly realized where they were going.

"Damon, stop the car what are you doing?" she said quickly.

"We're going to Whitmore, I have a friend we're going to see there why, what's wrong?" Damon glanced at her.

Her panic dissolved just slightly but she kept a tense hold on her door handle.

Damon's eyes shifted from her back to the road and he clicked his tongue.

"Is that where your boyfriend is?" he asked amused and Abby frowned.

"Yes."

Damon nodded and they stayed silent until they reached the campus.

It felt like just yesterday she had driven there to surprise Jeremy. It kind of was though. She had no idea she'd be back so soon. All the while Damon was driving, she was scared she'd see him somewhere and she wouldn't know how to react. She felt so many different things for him.

At first she thought, fuck him. He's an asshole. I don't need him.

But then, she wasn't so sure. He was all she really knew at one point. She hardly ever got close to any guys because she never felt the need to until he came around. He just seemed so perfect for her. She felt so good with him. Then it all changed and she had no idea what went wrong.

What went wrong? She thought to herself.

Damon parked the car and she looked around. It didn't look too familiar so she was guessing they wouldn't be anywhere near where his dorms were. It seemed safe enough.

The trees swayed quietly as the wind kept on and she got out of the car same time he did.

"Bonnie should be here by now." He muttered as he walked around the car.

"Who's Bonnie?" she asked.

"My little witch for all intents and purposes. Ahh, there she is." He smiled and she looked ahead to see a dark skinned girl walking towards them.

Her hairstyle was cut short and stylish and she looked very pretty and confident.

"You're a minute late." He said, crossing his arms.

"Yeah, well you gave me less than 24 hours to make this thing." She bit back.

Bonnie was definitely used to his bickering and his attitude, she was sure.

"Alright let me see it." He said.

The girl raised an eyebrow before looking over at Abby and she grimaced.

"Consider this the last time I make any daylight rings for anyone else turned by you or your brother. That's it. No more, Damon. She's beautiful. She probably had a good life and you took it all away from her." The girl ranted.

Abby felt a sense of protection coming off of her and she felt warm inside.

The girl, Bonnie hardly knew her at all, and she was defending her.

Damon stepped forward, "Alright Bon-Bon, thank you for those kind words. Tell me something I don't know."

"Elena is going out tonight." She said, crossing her arms.

Damon frowned and his hands curled into fists.

Bonnie smirked and he rolled his eyes, "Can you give me the damn ring?" he asked seriously.

Abby raised an eyebrow, "A ring?"

Damon sighed, "See what you made me do? It was supposed to be a surprise. Great going witch."

"Here." Bonnie said as she reached into her back pocket and took out a small black velvet covered ring holder

"See you later." He told her as he swiped it from her hand.

"Not even a thank you?" she asked.

"Thanks." Damon said as he grabbed her arm and started to walk back to his car.

"It was nice meeting you Bonnie!" Abby called out and the girl shook her head at them and gave a small wave before she herself turned away.

As they got into the car, Damon sucked in a big breath before letting it out and then handing her the small box.

"Well, that's for you." He said.

Abby took the box carefully and looked at it for a moment before carefully opening it.

Inside was a small silver ring with a dark blue stone in the center. The band was very thin and delicate looking but when she touched it she noticed it was actually hard and wouldn't be very easy to bend or break. She bit her lip and took it out of its hold and slipped it on her middle finger where it actually fit perfectly.

"It's beautiful." She smiled.

"Yeah well, don't say I never did anything nice." He shrugged before turning the car on.

As they drove back to Mystic Falls, neither Abby nor Damon could hide the small smiles on their faces.