A/N: I'm happy you all enjoyed the previous chapter. I know this isn't that long but I wanted to get this out. We're slowly making our way through Damons' thoughts and then we'll pick up where we left off.
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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
"Dammit Isabella!" I cursed. She moaned, eyes closing. I heard her breath catch. I leaned forward and rested my head against hers. My eyes slipped close as I fought for control over my actions. I pulled her closer and finally let her go. She sagged against the tree as I walked away. I heard footsteps again but smelt wet dog coming from the direction Isabella came.
"Damon", Alaric called. I looked towards him and raised an eyebrow.
"What," I snapped.
"He just needs to get adjusted to vampire speed and learn the weakness'."
I turned back to the situation at hand, facing Charlie. A smirk back on my face.
"Alright. Are you ready, Charlie?"
"Give me your best shot, Salvatore."
I prepared myself and got back to my job. But the feel and smell of Isabella remained on my mind.
Chapter Seventeen
(DamonPOV)
After beginning Charlie's training, I was always around Isabella. No matter if I tried to avoid the brunette, she was always present. The only place I could get away was in my own home. But even then I missed her scent, the sound of her heartbeat and harsh breath. She was the star actress in my dreams, ranging from laying next to the waterfall to pinning her roughly to my bed and ravaging her. It made waking up in the morning even harder, and my nightly visits to the college a must, doing what I could so my thoughts and dreams wouldn't turn to Isabella. Being around her was almost torture with how much I wanted to touch her.
"So. Riding with Isabella to Forks, are you?"
"Yes, Stefan I am. Is there a problem?"
Stefan eyed me, looking for something that he wouldn't find. Nervousness.
You should know by now brother that I never get nervous with women.
"I would think you would be with being alone with her in a car for almost three days. Does she have any idea of your feelings? Or do you know any of hers?"
"No, I don't think so at least. She mostly takes my advances as playful banter. Always quick with her tongue, brother", I said, winking at Stefan before turning to my closet to start packing. I heard his light chuckle.
"She is quick-witted. Especially when she's around you."
I turned to drag out what I had collected to throw in my dufflebag. Before I could shove anything else, Stefan grabbed my bag and started folding everything in it. I'll confess that Stefan and I had our moments. No one ever saw them, but they were there.
"Your OCD can be endearing sometimes little brother."
"Hmm. Yeah, yeah. So, I talked to Alaric about Charlie's training. He told me that on the first day something... interesting happened between you and Bella."
I rounded on my brother, disbelief on my face for a second before I cleared the emotion. That bastard was supposed to keep that a secret. I didn't need anyone knowing what happened and how I felt about Isabella that day.
"Quit speaking in riddles Stefan. Speak your mind", I snapped at him. I hated when he didn't get straight to the point, dragging everything out.
"Ric told me that you felt something when you were near Bella. He said that you were pale, more than normal, when you spoke of it. Would you like to tell me exactly what happened that day? What ran through your mind to react the way you did?"
"Simple enough. I saw her as a threat and my instincts were on high. I had to assess the danger that I thought was present", I lied.
Stefan put down whatever piece of clothing he had in his hands before bracing himself against my dresser, arms crossed, eyes narrowed.
"You're a horrible liar Damon. At least to me you are."
"I have no idea what you're speaking of Stefan."
"Bullshit!"
I whipped around, glaring at Stefan. "Watch your step brother. You're beginning to overstep your boundaries and you don't want to cross any of my lines."
He shook his head before turning away to leave. My fists clenched. Maybe I did need to talk about this. Maybe, just maybe, Stefan knew what I was feeling.
"I felt like I had to claim her", I whispered out. Stefan stopped at the door before turning to lean against it. His back was still towards me but his head was turned slightly.
"Claim her? Like a meal or like-"
"Like a panther would to prove his dominance over his mate", I said. I breathed out of my nose harshly. I heard Stefan sigh before he continued.
"What else did you feel Damon? What did you do?"
"I... I pinned her to a tree. She was pressed against my body so tightly that I felt her heartbeat as if it were mine. I could feel her every move, every breath. And it... it triggered something in me. I felt him Stefan", I said looking up into my brothers eyes. Which seemed to be calculating everything I was saying and how ridged my posture was. "I felt him try and rip out from the surface, begging me to bite her neck just to mark her, let everyone know that she was mine, and only mine. I wanted to mark her with my scent, inside and out. I wanted to take her over and over and over. I wanted her...", I dragged in a breath. "I wanted her so badly that I almost attacked her, not caring that her father and Ric were there."
When I looked to Stefan again, I could see something in his eyes. Not worry or fear but familiarity. "I know what's going on with you."
I put my things in the back of Stefan's car, my head reeling. Mate? Those were fairytales. They didn't exist. We drove to the Swan's home, seeing everyone outside except the small woman I so desperately wanted to see.
"Where's Bella", Stefan asked Charlie.
"She's inside grabbing her last couple of things. I should go in and tell her to hurry up", he said, making his way to the house. I stopped him with a hand on his shoulder.
"I got this Charlie. Let's see how serious she's taking training", I told him, a smirk on my face.
Sneaking into the house quietly, I saw her. Her long hair was wavy down her back, almost to her waist. She was picking up a blanket and pillow when I speed behind her. As she turned around I saw her eyes become wide in shock and heard her heartbeat speed up in shock.
"Jesus, Damon", she breathed, her breath fanning across my face. I resisted wrapping my arms around her, instead letting a smirk fall on my lips.
"Sorry, Angel. I didn't mean to scare you."
"Yeah, yeah. I call bullshit." She brushed past me, dodging my arm.
"You're getting better Isabella", I said, whispering in her ear. I could practically feel the shiver she gave, even though we weren't touching. She was quick to reply, "Well, when I have Alaric as I teacher, what do you expect."
She continued to walk to the front door when she turned to throw me a smile. Once she turned back towards the door, I pounced on her letting gravity take us to the ground. Her blanket protected her from injury. I didn't like her walking away from me, not when I wasn't finished.
"I said better Isabella. One thing, don't walk away from a situation until the jobs done", I growled to her. She brought her elbow up, trying to catch my ribs. I grabbed her wrist and spread her arm out and pinned it to the floor.
"You need to be faster Isabella." She was trying to roll over, wiggling in the process. It was making it very difficult to focus.
"And you need to get the fuck off me, Damon", she hissed out. Her language turning me on even more with her movements. God I loved it when she spoke like that.
"Or what", I challenged. I didn't want to get off of her yet, enjoying the heat from her body.
"You don't get to ride with me and Caroline get to drive you to Forks, and back", she threatened.
"You would make me ride with the dog" I asked, a snarl on my lips.
"Oh you can bet your ass that I will. Now, Get. Off!" She was bucking her hips backward, and I was hardening. I knew I had to get off now before she felt me.
"Okay, okay."
When I got off of Isabella, I grabbed her bag and walked outside, catching Stefan's eye. He was chuckling, earning a curious glance from Elena. Isabella was soon behind me, locking their front door.
"Are we ready to head out", Charlie asked.
"Yes, sir", she replied.
Isabella threw her things into the back and I followed her lead. She was in the front seat getting her music set up. I slid into the seat next to her and then we were off. Once we were in the freeway, Isabella stepped on the gas, speeding ahead of everything, laughter bubbling from her lips.
We soon approached a restaurant. After eating and relaxing a bit, we would hit the road again and I would get to drive the beauty Isabella called her car. We walked inside with Barbie and the dog, not waiting long to be seated. We ordered our drinks and food before delving into conversation.
"Alright, so we're in Illinois now, how much longer do yo think it'll take", Barbie asked.
I calculated the distance in my head. "Well if we take turns driving then I think we can make it in about two and a half days. I don't know how long it would take your dad so he can either beat us or be behind us", I told her. I threw my left arm around Isabella's shoulders, needing to touch her in some way.
"I'll call him when we hit the road. Are you sure you want to let Care drive your truck Ty", Isabella asked the wolf. She was teasing by how light her tone was.
"I'm still debating", wolf boy said, stretching away from Barbie's outstretched hand.
"Oh shut up", she said a smile on her face, turning away.
"So, what's the first thing you're gonna so when you get to Forks", Caroline asked. Hmm, that was a good question. What was my little swan going to do?
"Call Rosalie, tell her I'm in town and then go see Jake", she replied quickly. Her expression went from light and carefree to concentration.
"And... and Edward", Barbie whispered. She was looking in Isabella's eyes, searching for something. I felt Isabella tense and I brought my arm tighter around her, making her relax again. I sent a small glare to the blonde.
"I'm going to be as mature about it was I can. First, I'm going to ignore him and if he tries anything I'll react accordingly." She wouldn't have to react if I had anything to say about it.
"If he tries anything, he'll have to get through me. He won't touch you Isabella", I told her. The promise was implied in my tone, and I never break my promises.
"And me", Tyler's eyes, flashing yellow. For once, the werewolf and I were on the same thought pattern.
"Thanks, guys, but he won't do anything. He's too chicken shit", she said, smirking. If he really was a cold one, then he really was a pussy.
When our food arrived, conversation fell short. Once we were finished, Isabella threw me her keys before sliding in the car. I got in and started the car, setting the heater on low before leading the way to Forks, the large truck behind us. Isabella was getting herself comfortable, the pillow shoved between the seat and door. Her blanket held the Batman logo. Huh. Never took her to be a Batman fan.
I was going over our conversation from the diner. I was curious. "Were you serious about what you said", I asked her. My voice was low.
"I said a lot Damon. You're going to have to clarify." I looked at her through the corner of my eye. She was staring at the ceiling, running her hands through her hair. It must be a habit she picked up from her childhood. I turned onto the freeway before continuing the conversation.
"About Edward. You're just going to ignore him? Don't you want to say anything to him?"
She brought her seat forward and turned in her seat, facing me.
"My silence will say all that I need to. I mean, yeah there's so much I want to say to him, but I think the silent treatment will drive him crazy. And if he does try anything, then I'll say what I need to say. But there's nothing else I can do. I'm moving on, or moved on. He left me for dead in that fucking forest, I don't want him back." Her voice was accusatory at the mention of being left alone. My hands gripped the steering wheel tighter at the thought. Isabella laying on the forest floor, blood surrounding her body. I soon switched the conversation around.
"So, are you five?"
"No, why", she asked. Confusion colored her face. I moved my hand to cover my smile, only succeeding slightly.
"Because you and you're damn Batman blanket", I said. I couldn't stop the laugh that came out. Her face turned to a teasing scowl before shooting back, "Hey! Don't mess with Batman! He's the best one there is!"
"No way in hell is Batman the best! It's all about Superman", I laughed at her.
"Um, no! Superman was born with his powers and he's not even from earth. Batman's the best because he's all human and badass on his own. So fuck Superman!"
"Yeah but he's a complete badass. More so than Batman. He's got everything!" I never thought I would have to argue about superheroes to a woman.
"Well so does Bruce Wayne. Not to mention when they remade Batman with Christian Bale. Holy damn, I just fell in love with his character even more", she told me. Her eyes far away, a smirk on her plump lips. I had to agree with her. And I told her so.
"Well hell, if I was gay I'd be right there with you." She was quiet after that, a blank look on her face before she bursted out in laughter.
"What's so funny, Princess?"
"The thought.. of you.. being gay", she said, laughing the whole time.
"That stays between us, and I couldn't ever be gay", I muttered, switching lanes.
"You don't have a thing against gays, do you?"
"No, as long as they don't hit on me, I think they're pretty cool." And it was the truth. Gay people could be funny and cool.
"Okay, good. Because I have a couple gay cousins, and they're awesome."
I saw her pull out her phone, scrolling through it.
"Hello."
"Hey, dad. Where you guys at?"
"We just got into South Dakota. Where are you?"
"We're about a good hour or two behind you."
"So, I think we'll make it there tomorrow night", he told her.
Once she was off the phone with Charlie, she laid her seat back down. We talked about random things, her favorite color, my favorite sport, food and the sort. She feel asleep while talking about her mother. I looked over, seeing her beautiful face. And my immediate thought was to pull over and curl up next to her.
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