A/N: More Damon my loves. And senior year has been good except for the people that are shocked by my boyfriend. Never thought I would go for the bad boy but I guess they thought wrong. He's absolutely amazing and now I'm ranting. Here it is all.

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Full Summary: Edward leaves Bella and she becomes depressed like in the book. It's only been a month. For almost a year Charlie has been mourning his little sister, Miranda Gilbert. He gets a call from Liz Forbes, saying she needs his help at Mystic Falls and wants to know if he's willing to take the offer. He talks to Bella about it and tells her she'll have her family again. Hearing the new, Bella becomes her old self and agrees with Charlie about moving. She meets everyone and her and Charlie find out their secret and Charlie is willing to protect Isabella's friends and his baby sister.

Previously On My New Life, In Mystic Falls

"Well, looks like I'm gonna have to go to hell soon," she muttered to herself.

"Was that one of your precious cold ones, Isabella", I sneered.

"Yes Damon because I'm so damn eager to get back. Because I want to see an ex boyfriend that changed me into something I'm not and left me alone in the fucking woods when a hell bent bitch was after my blood because Edward killed her fucking mate. There's only three vampires I trust fully out of their clan and that's Emmett McCarty, Rosalie Hale, and Jasper Whitlock. Now back the fuck off my case, Salvatore," she yelled.

"What ever you say Princess," I told her, walking back into the Grill. She was pissed, and I really didn't give a fuck.

Chapter Fourteen

(DamonPOV)

After telling everyone goodbye, I got in my car and sped down the road back to the boarding house. Once I got in my room slammed the door and put on some Metallica. I wanted to just relax and let go. But knowing that, that would be difficult I headed down to the basement to grab two blood bags. I went to the parlor and to my whiskey cabinet. Pulling down a glass, I poured a mixture of the two before slamming it. I relished in the burn down my throat and the disappearance of the itch in my throat. No faster way to get fucked up than a mixture of blood and alcohol. Once the warmth pooled in the bottom of my stomach I shot down another glass, not letting the burn quite settle until I finished the first blood bag. I took the second and just poured it into the glass and downed it, not adding any alcohol. After that I made my way upstairs, stripping my shirt off on the way. When I reached my door I heard two heartbeats outside. And the annoying voice of my brothers girlfriend.

Her footsteps made their way up the stairs, and I hoped they would continue to Stefan's floor but of course, she headed to my room. I groaned and flashed to the door before she could raise her hand to knock. I leaned against my door frame and crossed my arms, looking at the small girl in front of me. God, what the hell did I see in her anyway? Maybe the small hope that she reminded me of Katherine? No, that wasn't it.

"Can I help you", I sneered to her. I was hoping she would take the hint and leave me be. Instead of her taking the hint, her eyes steeled in determination.

"As a matter of fact you can. What. The. Hell. Was. That?"

"What was what, Elena? I don't feel like talking in riddles tonight. Either be specific or get the fuck out", I said. I really didn't want to deal with her shit. Not tonight. I heard Stefan's light growl from downstairs at my choice of words.

And what will you do, brother? Come to rescue the damsel in distress? Whatever is said tonight is brought on by her. I won't control my opinions. It's not in me to act like the little bitch here. Get over it.

"With Bella! Why did you do that in the open? Did you not think of the consequences that might have sprung up? Dammit Damon, we wanted to do this the easy way. Ease her into this world and you just flipped out and reacted without thinking!"

"Ease her into this world? You've got to be bull shitting me right now! She already knew Elena! Just because it's a different species doesn't mean, she doesn't know! For God's sake, are all of your brains flipped to stupid tonight, or what? And I did think about the consequences! The consequences that we can be fucking screwed because she's in our town!" At my last statement, Elena's eyes widened.

"What do you mean?"

"Oh listen close, kitten because you are in for one hell of a story telling."

"Let's start with telling you about the cold one's..."

After explaining everything to Elena and the matters that could arise, I told her to bring everyone and the Swan over to talk. We needed to know her story and since she knew of us, she needed to know ours. I headed back out to a bar some twenty minuets out of Mystic Falls. All my stress needed to be released in a good fuck. Hmm, the red head or the blue eyed girl? It was so hard to decide.

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I heard her car pull up and her question about my car.

"Motorcycles? This guy just went up ten points in my book", she said. I could hear the excitement in her voice. Maybe she wasn't so bad as a person, but she was a threat. Until I knew how she received that mark, she would remain a threat.

When they walked inside I looked from my drink and met her eyes. They were the same as last night except for the whiskey color they turned when in the sunlight. She was gorgeous, I wasn't going to lie to myself about that. She nodded then turned to sit next to Bonnie. Before she sat, I admired her body. She was fit and had a small hourglass curve. She was filled to her height and her hair, even if dyed, was glossy. She sat, ruining my admiration. Well, there was plenty of time for that at dinner tonight. When Caroline and the Lockwood arrived we soon exchanged the hell we called our lives and I finally realized that she wasn't a threat. Once I was sure she wasn't I son acknowledged the fact that this Edward had left her to herself and on her own.

"Wanna pour me a drink there? I sorta hate talking about this shit", she said. I stood to make her drink when the everyone's minds decided to turn on.

"Now, can I go fuck him up, or would you prefer to prank his ass into next fucking century? I don't give a fuck if he tries to take a bite outta my ass. I will gladly bite a chunk out of the fucking douche," wolf boy said to him.

Isabella's expression became confused, and understandably so.

"Tyler, um, there might be a problem with that. You're sorta human and his skin might be a little hard to break, seeing as it feels like marble."

"Bells, you have nothing to worry about. Tyler here's not human. You should know that if there's witches and vampires, there are also werewolves. You're friend Jake is just a shape shifter. Tyler is an actual werewolf," little Gilbert had told her.

"Well, hell. What's next, Godzilla?" Her sarcasm amused me and I let a small chuckle escape from my mouth.

"Not quite, that much. But one things for damn sure, I'm going with you when you go back to Forks. I wanna try a new spell on him," Bonnie told her. I could practically see the gears turning in her head and flinched. God knows what she could do to him. For once, I was happy it was on someone that deserved it. I hated when I was the one in that position.

"Hey babe, whatever floats your boat, we're driving there. So hey, the more, the merrier."

"Hell, I'm down. I wanna go fuck these fuckers up. Which ones are off limits and which ones are for the taking," Caroline asked her. I perked at the thought. A field trip perhaps?

"Jasper, Rosalie, and Emmett are the only ones that actually made an effort to make things right. Even though Jasper didn't see me personally he wanted to make sure that I knew he was sorry. And technically it wasn't even his fault. He's got the power of empathy. Meaning he can feel other people's emotions and control them. My blood smells extremely sweet, and ripe, in a sense, to Edward. So having the bloodlust of six other vampires and then me being Edward's singer, hit Jasper, made him try and take a snap at me. I never blamed Jasper for his reaction, but why Alice didn't see it, is beyond me. I mean as soon as I touched that box it should've triggered a vision, or even when she was wrapping it. It just doesn't add up. But hey, I guess I'll get all the answers soon", she said.

She zoned out for awhile, before Caroline brought her to the present. "I don't understand either Dizzy. But I do know that I'm for sure going with you to Forks. I wanna meet this seer, and give her a piece of my mind," Caroline growled.

Isabella's eyes soon lit up and she turned to my direction once more. "Hey, Damon? What did you mean by the cold one's being the weaker species?"

Hmm, curious little one she is. I didn't expect her to remember that.

"What I meant was that they're stronger and faster when they're turned and then start losing some of it after their year mark. As a vampire of mine, Caroline, and Stefan's status, we get stronger, faster, and our senses get sharper as we age. And our Powers are equally as interesting, and we have more depending on the amount and type of blood we drink. We can compel people, shape shift, control the weather, and enter the minds of others," I told her. I took a drink of my whiskey before finding the right words to continue.

"But, we have our faults. We can burn in the sun instead of sparkle, we're 'allergic' to vervain, meaning that we can't stand it and you can't be compelled, we have to be invited in, we can be staked, and we can actually be cut. When it comes to blood, if we don't get enough, we can become what you would call a mummy. As when a cold one doesn't have blood, they just end up feeling the intense burn in the back of their throat, and as soon as they smell blood bolt for it. Other advantages of being my type of vampire is we can sleep, eat and drink, and the best one yet, we don't kill or turn when we feed." I smirked at the last couple ones a little smug that we were better than some fairytale vampire. I mean, come on they fucking sparkle.

"When you mentioned vervain, what is that? And what do you mean you burn in the sun? I've seen you and you don't burn." Good observer.

Care to take over on this one, brother?

"Vervain is a plant, and we have rings spelled by Emily Bennett. Bonnie's great, many times over, grandmother," Stefan told her.

"And Caroline, how the fuck did you turn into a vampire?"

"Well we were involved in a car accident, and I was comatose and Damon saved me. Honestly, I love it. My mom knows and it took her awhile to finally accept me. The council was made to destroy vampires. It was created a long time ago, but I don't know the exact year," she said, eyes glazed over hand gripping Tyler's at the memory.

"It was around 1864, the time that Damon and I turned. We were one of the founding families, and deceived. Our father sealed our death, beginning the transition. But that story is for another time," Stefan finished gravely. Always the brooder. God, I'm happy that I don't get like that.

"How are you turned into your type of vampire? I know for a cold one, you have to be bit and let the venom take over and you sit in pain for three days." More questions? And three days? I knew of the burn but not the amount. Holy fuck, I would never want to be their type of vampire.

"To be an Original, it's not as difficult, and nowhere near as painful, depending on how you die. To turn you have to have vampire blood in your system as you die. You wake up about a couple of hours later after your death and feed. If you don't feed within 24 hours of your death, then you actually die. That time period of your death and time you feed is called the Transition. You don't burn in the sun yet but you're eyes will be extremely sensitive and your gums hurt. And even if you eat actual food you don't feel full. Anything else you need to know, Angel," I told her, tacking on the nickname that fit her. If there were anymore questions I was going to rip my own hair out, after attacking Stefan's first.

"No. No that's all I really wanna know. But who all wants to go with me to Forks. We might need to take another car. I mean, my dad can't have all the stuff in his truck."

I volunteered to go because the opportunity to meet cold ones was one I wouldn't pass up. I've seen a few but to actually communicate with them? Hell fucking yes!

"Alright, I think my welcome here has come to an end. Damon looks like he wants everyone out, and I have to get back to go shopping with Charlie. Thank you Stefan and Damon for allowing me to come. See you all later."

We walked her out and I looked at her ride. I let out a low whistle. Man, she definitely knew her cars. I wonder if she knew her men. Watching her walk out the front door, was an excellent view.

"I never got a good look at your car, but damn she's gorgeous. You sure know how to pick 'em. I would love to take it for a joy ride," I told her. But inside I was thinking about taking her for a joy ride. A girl who knew her cars was hot. No doubt about that.

Before she left she looked at me, stating, "In your dreams, bad boy."

Little did she know how bad I could be. And fuck would I love to show her.

A/N: I know this isn't that long but I wanted to get it to you asap. Senior year is going to be distracting. I hope you all don't mind but I'll update whenever I can. Review please:)