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Chapter 14

I am having so much fun at the ball. Damon is great. I love dancing with him. Elena and Stefan looked like they were having a good time. Poor Caroline didn't look too happy with Klaus.

Speaking of Caroline and Klaus, I haven't seen them for a while. Of course, I haven't seen much of Paige either.

"Kalinda," I hear Damon calling.

"Huh? Oh, sorry," I say.

"Where were you?" he asks.

"In my head. Just thinking," I shrug. "Have you seen Caroline?"

"Not for a while actually," he says.

"I'm worried. She's Klaus's date, and you said he wasn't a nice man," I say.

"Caroline can handle herself," Damon says. "And there isn't much you would be able to do anyway."

"True," I say. "Let's go sit."

I prop my feet up on Damon's lap as we sit. My heels are killing me.

"Feet hurt?" Damon chuckles.

I nod.

"I don't know why women insist on wearing these stupid things when they cause you so much pain," Damon says.

"Because they make us feel pretty," I shrug.

Damon rolls his eyes, "You don't need heels to make you pretty. You're beautiful already."

"Aw, you're so sweet," I say.

Damon frowns, "I am not sweet."

"Sure you are. Don't deny it," I laugh.

"If word ever got out my reputation would be ruined," he says.

"Oh, no," I gasp sarcastically.

"Whatever," is all Damon says.

Another 15 minutes pass and Caroline still hasn't reappeared. I really am starting to get worried. I know Damon didn't want me to go looking for her, though. So, I make up the excuse that I need to use the bathroom.

"Hurry back," Damon says.

I roll my eyes.

I can't find Caroline anywhere. Actually, I can't find Elena. Wait that was Stefan.

"Hey, Stefan," I call out. "Where's Elena?"

"Sitting down," he says. "I am getting us some drinks."

"Is Caroline with her?" I ask.

"No, I haven't seen Caroline like all night," Stefan says.

I groan, "Of course not. Alright, I'll see you later." I continue searching for Caroline.

Finally, I found her. Klaus had pulled her into a hidden alcove.

"Caroline!" I gasp in relief. "I've been looking for you everywhere."

"Oh, thank gosh," Caroline says. She backs away from Klaus. "Klaus, this is my friend, Kalinda. I really have to go. Damon is probably terrorizing her."

Caroline dragged me by my arm back to Damon.

"I see you found Caroline," Damon says as we arrive.

"She was in the bathroom," I shrug. "She didn't want to go back to Klaus."

"Okay," Damon says.

"Klaus claims he fancies me," Caroline says after a minute of silence.

Damon starts laughing.

"It isn't funny!" she exclaims.

"Well, do you fancy him back?" I ask.

"No!" she practically shouts.

"Okay," I say. "Sorry."

"Are you sure you're not just in denial?" Damon asks.

"No," Caroline mutters. "I do not like him. He's borderline stalker. He gave me a bracelet and forced this dress on me."

"Sounds more like he wants to force it off you," Damon says.

"Damon," I smack his chest.

"Just pointing out a fact," he shrugs.

I roll my eyes.

"Actually, I'd like to get that dress of you," Damon murmurs in my ear.

"Ugh. I'm going to find Elena," Caroline leaves our table.

"Behave," I tell him.

He frowns.

"If you behave now, I'll repay you later," I promise him.

He grins, "I will hold you to that."

"I have no doubt about that," I say.

"I'm going to speak to Elijah," Damon says. "I'll be back in a minute. I just need to ask him a quick question. Stay here."

I sigh.

A minute quickly turns into fifteen.

I get impatient and decide to take a walk. I came across an open balcony. The warm breeze from outside draws me to get out there.

I stand on the edge of the balcony, leading against the railing. I look up at the stars. They are so beautiful tonight.

"Hello," someone says from behind me.

I quickly turn around. "Hi."

"I'm Kol Mikaelson," he grins. "Who are you?"

"Kalinda Emerose," I say.

"I met Paige Emerose earlier. Is she related to you?" Kol asks.

"My sister," I nod.

He is steadily walking closer to me.

I have nowhere to go. I can't back up; I'm already against the railing.

"You look very pretty tonight," Kol smiles at me.

"Uh, thanks," I say. "My boyfriend would agree with you."

"Boyfriend? Who are you here with?" he asks.

"Damon Salvatore," I say.

"Even better," Kol grins maliciously. He closes in on me.

"What are you doing?" I ask.

"I'm… thirsty," he shrugs. "And you look very appetizing."

I try darting around him. It doesn't work.

"I don't think so," Kol says. "Now, you're just making me angry." He held me tight in his arms and bit down on my neck.

"Ow," I muttered. He was aggressive. It didn't feel like when Damon did it.

I try tearing away from him, but it just tears the skin on my neck. I swear.

"You're only making my job easier," Kol says as more blood gushes from the wound.

"What the hell is going on here?" Damon bursts onto the balcony.

My vision blurs, and I can't really see Damon. But I can tell he's angry.

"Let go of her," Damon snarls.

Kol does, and I drop to the ground.

"Ow," I moan.

Damon jumps at Kol.

I can't really see what's going on. I can hear them snarling at each other. I can vaguely see them darting back and forth.

Suddenly, Damon hurls him over the edge of the balcony.

Damon runs over to me, "Are you okay?"

"I feel… dizzy," I giggle.

Damon bites his wrist and holds it up to my mouth. "Drink. You are losing too much blood. This will heal you."

I drink hesitantly at first, but then I greedily take it. It's making me feel stronger.

When the wound is healed and I am not longer dizzy, Damon takes his hand back.

"Let's get you out of here," Damon says.

I just nod in agreement. I feel good, but I'm still a little shaken up.

Damon brings me back to his house.

"Do you want to rest?" Damon asks.

I nod. I am not really tired, but I don't want to stand any more.

Once Damon gets me to his bed, he tucks me in and sits beside me gently.

"How are you doing?" he asks me.

"A little shaken," I whisper. "Why did he do that?"

"Some vampires drink to kill. They like to feel aggressive, be dominant," Damon tells me.

"Oh," I murmur. "But, you're not like that, right?"

"Not anymore," he says. "I used to be like that. I killed a lot of people." His head falls down in shame. "I know it was a bad lifestyle. I regret it. I have changed, though."

"I know you've changed. I've seen it. I've seen you," I say. "You're a good person now."

"Thanks," Damon says. He kisses my forehead. "You should get some sleep."

"I'm not really tired," I shrug.

"Try," he says. "I'll lay beside you. You'll need your rest after tonight. You're probably in shock."

I giggle as he lies in the bed beside me.

He wraps his arm around me and draws me closer to him.

I find myself more tired than I originally thought and am soon drifting off to sleep.