The new house pet
"I don't trust her." Stefan mumbled.
"I never trusted her!" Damon said with a glare at his brother. I didn't get it, but Elena looked hurt and Stefan almost hissed at his brother. It didn't take a genius to understand that something had happened between Stefan and Rebekah. Wow! Recently?
I was pondering about that when the others were trying to be rational again. "And was it such a good idea to get her de-daggered?" Damon added cynically.
"So what do we do?"
"First of all, either of you two is leaving this house." Stefan said protective, gesturing at Elena and me.
"What? Why me?" I was startled. "He doesn't know me!"
"Let's keep it like that!"
"But ... but." I didn't know what else to say. I thought about what my mind told me earlier; that somebody could use me against them. I would do anything to prevent that. "I'll stay."
"Good girl." Damon said. "You'll come with me."
"What am I, your new pet?" I muttered.
He smiled his crooked smile. "Here kitty, kitty..." he laid an arm around my neck and pulled me along. I realised that we were going to his bedroom, but I didn't know how to get there. I knew the way to Stefan's bedroom, but I had never seen the way to Damon's room on TV.
I was very quiet and Damon finally wondered if I were okay.
"Everything is just kind of weird, I'm sorry if I'm being difficult."
"But you are not being difficult, that's the weird thing. In your world vampires are just a myth, you say, and then you're okay hanging out with us. I don't even have to compel you."
"Not like your ex?" I said.
"Exactly. If I wanted to speak the truth to her, I had to make her forget or tell her everything was okay afterwards."
"Yet it wasn't." I filled in.
"Exactly!" he emphasised and stared amazed at me.
It was a strange feeling to walk in to his bedroom. I had seen it so many times on TV, but here I was, standing in the middle of the room.
"Where can I put my things?" I said sarcastically, as all my belongings were still in the hotel.
He smiled. "What do you need?"
"Something to sleep in, for starters."
He gestured to the big four poster bed. I pouted my lips at him. He laught and opened the closet and threw me a t-shirt of his.
"A toothbrush?" he asked and I nodded. "Anything else?"
"Some clean underwear?" I asked cocky.
"Do you want us to go pick up your stuff at the hotel?"
"Yes, please. That would be nice."
"Come on then." he said and stretched a hand toward me. "Come here, kitty kitty." He said as we walked down the hallway to leave the house.
"Meow." I did my best to sound like a cat and it looked like Damon would crack laughing, but he kept quiet as we left the house, got in his car and drove off.