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Chapter 4

Damon

When they got home, Damon went around to open the door for Abby and she smiled shyly as she got out.

They walked to the front door and when they stepped in, they heard Stefan in the living room. He had just sat down with his legs up on the couch and a book on his lap. He looked up to see them and he smiled at Abby.

"How'd you do?" he asked.

She looked up at Damon and he smiled, "She's a natural little bro."

Abby bit her lip, staying quietly to the side and Damon almost slapped his forehead right there.

Stefan glanced at her and frowned immediately and sat up, book forgotten and Damon sighed.

"Why does she look like that then?" he asked.

Damon sat down on one of the armchairs and put a leg up on the table in front of him.

"She did fine, she drank. Stopped. Kept drinking. She may or may not have killed the girl." He shrugged.

"Damon, seriously? I thought you were just getting over that again?" Stefan said.

"So what, brother? It's been a few weeks. I went off on a binge, get off my back. You want me to bring up how you were in the past?" he said and looked over at Abby, "He was a real hoot, let me tell you. They called him 'The Ripper', it was great, you should have been there."

Abby pursed her lips, her arms crossed tight around her chest.

Stefan shook his head, "Is this about Elena?" he asked.

Damon frowned, "No. It's not about Elena. It's not always going to be about Elena. Everyone needs to please stop talking about her to me, fucking shit." He said as he sat up to get a drink.

"Then why? Why is this girl a vampire? Why did you let her kill someone tonight? Do you not have any morals?" Stefan said getting slightly louder as he stood up.

Damon tensed slightly as he held the glass of bourbon in his hand. He stared at it and stirred the glass, carefully sloshing the amber colored drink around inside the cup. He had no idea what Abby was thinking at this moment but he knew she must have felt so awkward. She probably wanted to know who Elena was and that was going to be a hell of a story; that's for sure. He wouldn't even know where to begin.

Abby stepped forward and cleared her throat, "I don't know what's going on to be honest, or who Elena is, or what this argument is really about and I know it's not my place to say anything but, I made a mistake tonight. Maybe I should regret it, but I don't. But it was a mistake. Everyone makes mistakes. From what I can tell so far, Damon makes a little more than everyone else," she shrugged and Damon smiled slightly since she couldn't see him with his back to her. "But don't be at each other's throats for that. Just… take it easy, I don't know. If you're mad about tonight Stefan, I'm sorry." She said.

Stefan shook his head, "I'm not mad at you specifically Abby, it's him. He knows better."

"Who's the older brother here again?" she asked after a moment and Stefan cracked a smile as he shook his head again.

Damon smirked slightly and went to sit down.

"I like you." He said and Abby blushed.

Damon didn't acknowledge the glance Stefan gave him but he saw it and said nothing.

"So I see he got you a daylight ring. Welcome to the family. Officially now." He said.

Abby glanced down at her ring and looked up at Damon.

"Yeah, I guess." She smiled slightly and Damon stared at her a moment too long before looking away.

"So… now I'm free to roam the world day and night for the rest of… time?" she asked.

"Pretty much." Damon nodded, sipping his drink.

Abby nodded and sat next to Stefan on the couch. She untied her braid and shook her hair loose to reveal pretty waves. Damon sipped his drink slower and watched how she craned her neck while fixing her hair.

Tonight was a whirlwind and all he wanted to do was keep his mind off the negative and try staying as calm as possible. He now had Abby to worry about. She was going to be a great distraction.

"So what did you do tonight?" Abby asked Stefan.

Stefan shrugged, "Rearranged my room, threw out some stuff I really didn't need around anymore. Stared reading again." He said.

Abby nodded and Damon noticed she seemed to relax slightly the more she was in his presence. They continued talking and he just watched her. How delicate she looked on the outside, but he was sure she was fierce on the inside. He had already seen her at her worst. Breaking up with an ex, turning into a vampire and being "re-born." He was slightly impressed she was doing so well after only a day now.

"How do you feel, really?" Stefan asked and Damon paid attention.

Abby sighed and shrugged. She lifted her dress up slightly as she played with the hem of the dress, revealing more of her thighs and he sat up straighter, finishing his drink.

"I'm alright. Really, I am. I can tell you keep waiting for me to break down. And maybe I will, tomorrow, or next week, I don't know. Just not right at this moment. I feel fine. Tired, but fine. I keep telling myself that I'm just going to take this day by day and that's what I'm doing. Day one is done. I learned compulsion, I learned to feed, I got a daylight ring, and I've been contemplating whether you guys are psychos or not, and I figured yeah, you both are… especially Damon. But I mean, you're okay. You're both two very nice looking psychos who I think I'll be able to trust. I mean… well… yeah, Damon did kill me but I'm still alive I guess." She shrugged and Damon smiled.

"Good. I just wanted to remind you, we have time to get to know each other. To show you that you can definitely trust us." Stefan said and Abby nodded.

"Thank you." She smiled.

Damon stood to grab another drink and turned to face the pair, "Well, you heard the girl; she's tired. Stef, you can keep… reading whatever it is you were reading for the 100th time. I'm going to show Abby to her new room." He said knowingly as he wagged his eyebrows and Stefan frowned.

"On second thought, I'm going to go out and clear my head. Goodnight Abby, if anything I'm just a few miles away shout, run… do what you gotta do if anything." He nodded.

Damon rolled his eyes as his brother stood and left the living room and as soon as the door shut, he finished his drink and walked over to the girl. She looked up at him when he brought his hand out to her and she took it. He brought her to him and her breath caught slightly as she stared up at him, her green eyes wide and alarmed.

"You have great legs." He said with a smirk.

Abby stared at him in stunned silence for a moment and she blinked a few times.

"Um… thanks?" she said.

"Mhmm." He murmured as he stood a foot back and pulled her along with him as they walked to the stairs.

They got to the top and he made a right past his and Stefan's room to the extra bedroom at the end of the hall.

"You can stay here as long as you want." He nodded.

Abby stared into the room from behind him.

It was about the same size as Stefan's; not as big as Damon's but just as spacious. There was a four-poster bed and dark curtains on the windows. There wasn't much in there besides junk from over time.

I should move that later, he thought.

"It's nice." She nodded, "But um… I was thinking on the way back home. What am I going to do about all my stuff back at my old college? I have all my things there, my roommate… Jeremy's sister. She's going to think it's weird if I never go back. Jeremy and I broke up but his parents are going to ask questions too, they don't live too far from here." She said.

Damon sighed and folded his arms as he went to sit on the edge of the bed.

"I've been thinking about that."

Of course he did, it's been on his mind non-stop.

Since the moment he turned her.

"I told you I had a plan, right? Just wait and it'll come full circle." He said.

Abby sat next to him and kicked her shoes off. Her legs came up and she folded them under herself and grabbed a pillow to hug to her chest.

"If you don't mind me asking… who's Elena?" Abby asked.

Damon bit his lip for a moment. He knew she'd ask eventually. Elena Gilbert was going to be an unavoidable topic. He sat back on the mattress and put his hands behind his head to look up over at Abby.

"Elena Gilbert. She's the reason we're all where we are right now in this point and time." He started.

Abby's face looked a bit confused but she stayed quiet and he realized she was going to want a more in depth explanation.

"She was my ex. My brother's ex too. They dated when he first moved back here to Mystic Falls. Then I came along. Stole my bro's girl. Because that's what evil big brothers do. Some crazy shit happened in between with werewolves and oh, wait… there were two Elena's at one point. Her name was Katherine; she was her doppelganger. Those were some good times. We were stuck in some original vampire mess for a good while. Breaking curses, kicking ass, taking names. Occasionally getting our butt's kicked. That's what we did. All because of Elena Gilbert." He said.

Abby stared at him intently.

"You love her?" she asked.

"Love? Nah. I don't think so. That epic love story 2.0 sailed a few weeks ago." He shrugged as he stared at the ceiling.

"But you did love her?" she asked again.

Damon stayed silent for a moment before speaking.

"Yeah. I loved her. I did. A lot. But it was too much being with her. It was always up and down, and Katherine messing with our heads and then one thing just lead to another and it ended with us blowing up in each other's faces. We were toxic for each other. It was never going to work out. Her and my brother were… "destined" to be together. I think they're either trying to figure that or just staying away from each other. But… as fate has it, I was never going to be in her plan." He shrugged.

"I'm so sorry." She said with a frown.

Damon looked over at her and cracked a smile, "Nothing to be sorry about princess, you have no idea how much better I feel now. It's like a dead weight has been lifted off of me. Literally." He smirked.

Abby's frown grew deeper, "But. She's still the reason I'm here right now. Dead. As a vampire. Just the thought of her for a moment triggered something inside of you and you went after me. Because of her. Some small little vengeful demon in you had to get back at her one last time, no?" she said.

"Why do you sound like my therapist from the 80's?" he questioned.

"I was in the middle of studying psychology." She deadpanned.

"Oh." He said, his eyes widening slightly and he grimaced, "Oops, sorry."

"It's whatever now." She sighed, lying back next to him.

"What year were you in?" he asked anyways.

"I was a sophomore." She answered.

"Shit. So you had like… what… a few more years left?"

"Yeah, just a few. Definitely wasn't going to have my own office after four years, but somewhere close to that. I have a pretty decent savings account from my teen years working at restaurants. But I had a scholarship anyways. It was enough for my first three years but after that… well…" she shrugged.

Damon turned on his side to look at her.

The night had gotten pretty interesting and he only knew this girl for just a short time but she was drawing him in like a snake charmer.

The more he looked at her, the less he could look away.

Abby wasn't Adriana Lima or Giselle Bundchen, but she was pretty gorgeous all on her own in a natural way.

Her hair cascaded around her in dark waves. Her eyes were a mossy green color at the moment; they tended to change hues depending on the situation. Her lips were puffy right now and he felt the urge to kiss her because she looked so god damn pretty and sad.

"Would you be upset if I kissed you?" he asked.

Her head snapped back a little and she raised an eyebrow, "Um. Yes. Most likely."

"Can I?" he asked.

"No, why?"

"Because I want to."

"That's not a real answer."

"It is."

"Is not."

"Is."

"Is not."

"Is to." He sang.

"Is NOT." She sang back.

Damon suddenly had her pinned up against the headboard of the bed and she let out a shaky breath as his face leaned in close to hers.

"Say yes." He said quietly, his blue eyes staring intently into hers.

"No." she breathed out.

"You sure?" he asked.

"No." she said again and he smirked.

"Abby. Can I kiss you?" he whispered.

Abby stared down at his mouth and looked back up to his eyes and nodded her head slowly.

Damon held her face gently as he leaned in and then ever so slow he let his lips touch hers for a moment. He glided his lips on hers before dipping his head down and kissing her softly and slowly.

She kissed decently, he was thankful for that at least.

Her lips were so soft against his and he could taste her tongue on his and he deepened the kiss for a moment before slowly pulling away.

Abby's heart was beating like crazy and he wanted to smirk so bad but he didn't want to ruin the moment so he settled for kissing her lips gently one more time.

"Did that upset you in any way?" he asked.

Abby shook her head and bit her lip.

Damon gave her his signature smirk anyways and scooted off of her to head for the door. "Good night princess." he called behind him.

He had some things to worry about the next day and he needed a clear head that night.

Like this helped any bit, he thought.

It was worth it, though.