"So you're wearing that cute little number I picked out for you, right?" Caroline's voice rang loudly from Eve's phone as Eve pressed the speakerphone button and set the phone down on her bedside table. Eve simply rolled her eyes as she plopped down onto her bed and slipped on a pair of black high heels.
"Aye, I've got on de dress." Eve huffed aloud as she stood up and grabbed her phone, making her way towards the bathroom to grab a black necklace. "Me everything feels like it's goin' ta fall out." Eve grumbled as she once again placed her phone on the bathroom counter before rummaging for a necklace.
"Duh. We're taking down Damon, remember?" Caroline sassed. "Besides, if Damon is being a dick, which isn't unlikely, you could easily just snatch up a different man." Caroline said nonchalantly. Eve let out a small puff as she pulled out a black pearl necklace.
"I'm not really wantin' on de market, Care." Eve sassed aloud as she clipped the necklace around her neck. "Plus, men are boring and dull. I live for meself." Eve said aloud grabbing a few bobby pins as she tried to push any fly-aways down from her curly top bun.
"Yeah! Down with men!" Caroline said loudly. "Sorry dad and dad's boyfriend." Caroline muttered, slightly apologetic to someone. Eve couldn't help but snort as she looked herself over. The light teal dress hung just above her knees as a simple black sash hung tightly right under the layered top area. Eve was thankful for the straps as well. "Hey Eve, I've gotta go eat supper. Have fun at the Founder's Day!" Caroline's voice brought Eve back to her phone.
"I'm leavin' now as well, have a lovely supper, Care!" Eve replied back, turning her speaker phone off and pulling her phone to her ear just before the call ended. Quick goodbyes were made before the call ended. All Eve had to do was put on some lipstick and head out. Her makeup was a simple nude look, with her winged eyeliner with a darker lip. Eve pulled away and smiled before she turned and walked out of her bathroom.
"Eve?" Stefan's voice rang lowly in Eve's ear as she pushed her daylight ring onto her ring finger. "Where is Damon?" Stefan questioned. Eve grabbed a small black handbag and her keys as she turned off her light and left her room.
"No idea Stef, but I'm off ta de party." Eve muttered as she closed her bedroom door and walked towards the stairs. Stefan let out an annoyed groan. "What's up, Stef?" Eve paused at the top of the stairs, slightly turning towards Stefan's room.
"Just making sure he's not out killing witches or something." Stefan muttered. Eve let out a snort as she started walking down the stairs. "Don't laugh, you know he wouldn't go do something stupid without you." Stefan muttered. Eve rolled her eyes as she made her way towards the front door.
"I'll see ya later, Stef." Eve laughed back as she left and walked to her car.
Eve began walking up to the Founder's Hall. Lights were strung up along the bushes and light poles outside the building. Eve thought back to earlier that day. Had those lights been there? She was a little distracted when she came to the meeting. Eve's attention snapped back into reality when she walked into someone.
"Oh shit, I'm so sorry!" Eve let out as she backed up from the person, a slight blush falling against her cheeks as she glanced up at who she had bumped into.
"For having self-defense, you aren't very observant." John Gilbert muttered down at her with a slight chuckle. Eve's blush intensified, despite her being more annoyed than embarrassed. Eve let out an annoyed huff as she began walking past him. "You know-" His words paused her brisk walk. "We didn't get a chance to actually meet." Eve turned back around to him. Something about him pissed her off. Maybe it was the fact that he acted like he knew everything.
"Oh, ya don't dink gettin' yer ass kicked is a good enough introduction?" Eve sassed back with her arms folded. John simply laughed as he walked over to her. Even his laugh seemed to be laced with arrogance.
"I mean, it's a good introduction to the fact that you can handle yourself." He smiled. Eve raised an eyebrow at him as his hand extended. "John Gilbert." He introduced himself to her. Eve held in a scoff as she stared at his hand.
"Eve Branigan." Eve muttered, not shaking his hand. John raised an eyebrow at her as his hand drew back.
"Eve?" John questioned. "Well, you introduced yourself as Evelyn earlier today." John said, his hands sliding into his pockets. "Eve must be the name your friends call you." John said. Eve's ears began to burn as she realized how he was taking it. Before she could defend herself, John walked past her towards the Founder's Hall. "Well then, Eve," His words soaked with sarcasm, "I'll see you inside." He muttered, turning his back towards her and walking into the building. Eve let out an annoyed groan.
Eve walked into the building slightly afterwards. No need to see or bump into John anytime soon, or ever again, if she was lucky. Eve walked a little further into the building. Classical music was playing as a few waiters walked around with bits of food and drinks. Eve tried to grab a glass as one passed, only then realizing how far up the waiters actually held the plates. Eve let out an annoyed groan as she couldn't actually reach the plate.
"Need a drink?" A familiar gravelly voice caught her attention. Eve turned around to see Alaric holding two drinks in his hand. Eve nodded slightly as Alaric handed her his extra. "I think it's been a while that someone so short has been to Mystic Falls." Alaric sassed down at her as he took a sip from his drink.
"Oh fock off." Eve snapped back as he only chuckled against his glass. "Where's yer girlfriend?" Eve asked as she took a drink of the mystery drink. Some type of whiskey. The Founders went hard, Eve thought. A laugh almost erupted from her as she thought about how the Salvatore's were both technically Founders and the thought of the Founders going hard seemed to be justified.
"I'm not sure. I've been looking for her. I don't think she's here yet." Alaric replied back. "Worried she'll kick your ass?" Alaric sassed once more. Eve let out a scoff as she turned towards him.
"Absolutely." Eve said with a serious look. Alaric glanced down at her. "I bet she could rip me heart out if she dought I was talkin' ta ya." Eve shrugged slightly, making Alaric furrow his eyebrows at her casual comment. Hopefully Alaric realized that she was making a joke about the night that she had ripped a vampire's heart out. Eve raised an eyebrow back at him before she gave him a playful wink. "I'll let ya be, danks fer de drink dough, Laric. Yer a lifesaver." Eve continued to joke about that night. Alaric rolled his eyes at her almost instantly as she walked away from him. Truthfully, she really didn't want to piss off Alaric's girlfriend. Alaric was a nice guy; a bit of an alcoholic that was obsessed with vampires, but a nice guy. He deserved to be happy.
Eve wandered around the Hall for a while before she came across Liz. Liz was slightly swaying, out of the way of everyone as she lightly held a glass. Eve walked over to her, gracefully swerving around groups of people.
"Hi!" Eve smiled as she finally got in front of Liz. "Ya seem a bit out of it." Liz blinked out of her state and smiled down at Eve.
"Oh, hello Eve!" She smiled. "And I kind of am. I'm not very used to dressing in anything that isn't my uniform where there's a lot of people." Liz muttered. Eve let out a scoff.
"Ya shouldn't be!" Eve exclaimed. "Ya look very nice. I'm surprised no one has come swooped ya up." Eve nudged her playfully. Liz blushed lightly and shook her head. "Or do ya have yer eyes on a particular man?" Eve moved to stand beside her. Liz let out a scoff of her own.
"I'm not really looking for anyone." Liz muttered back down to Eve as the two looked around the large hallway. To both of their displeasure, John Gilbert started making his way towards the two, as if on a mission. "And oh look, here's reason number one why I don't look for men in Mystic Falls." Liz sassed down to Eve. Eve let out a snort as John finally stood in front of the two.
"Elizabeth, Eve, two E's." He smiled. Eve forced herself not to hit him for saying something so stupid. "Anyway, Lizzy, do you mind if I talk with you for a little bit? Not to be too secretive, but you know, we've been in this," He moved closer to Liz and away from Eve, making Liz tense up and Eve grow angry. "Vampire situation." He whispered to Liz. Eve rolled her eyes as Liz looked to Eve with an apologetic look. "Come." John said, waving his hand for her to follow before walking away from the two. Liz began to apologize before Eve shook her head.
"I should be apologizin'. I'm not goin' with ya and ya have ta deal with dat." Eve whispered back to Liz who responded with a sighed out laugh before she walked after John. Now Eve was the one standing still and slightly swaying to the music and spacing out. That was until she caught a glimpse of Stefan. Perfect. An excuse to not be alone and have the possibility of having to deal with John Gilbert by herself.
Eve began to walk over to him when Damon caught her eyes. A smile slipped onto her lips. Even better. As Eve walked over to the two, Stefan began walking towards her and Damon stood still watching him and calling after him about not embarrassing him.
"I see ya made it." Eve smiled stopping Stefan in his tracks. Stefan let out an annoyed groan. "Ya feel dat good den?" Eve snickered.
"You know, all I really feel is drunk." Stefan nodded. "Do I look like shit?" Stefan asked, slightly offended. Eve shook her head as Damon was suddenly behind Stefan. "Tell me I look not drunk." Stefan muttered.
"Ya look not drunk." Eve replied back slightly straightening his jacket. "Now go find yer girlfriend and tell her ta tell ya de same ding." Eve smiled, slightly pushing Stefan behind her, since that was the way he had been walking anyway. Eve snickered as her eyes finally met Damon's. "Nice ta see me date made it." Eve said, taking a step towards him, slightly poking his chest.
"Nice to see you made it here without your date." Damon sassed back. "You look very nice." Damon smirked as he gently grabbed Eve's hand and twirled her around before quickly spinning her into him. "Very nice." Damon purred down to her. Eve let out an embarrassed scoff, trying to ignore the burning up her neck.
"Ya know dere are people around, right?" Eve asked looking up to him, almost touching his nose. Damon simply wiggled his eyebrows at her as she rolled her eyes and pushed herself away from him. "Yer a freak." Eve hissed at him playfully.
"And yet you continue to be my friend? Who's the real freak?" Damon snarked back, holding his arm out. Eve rolled her eyes before she looped her arm with his. "Mhm, that's what I thought." Damon smirked down at her as the two made their way to the main room...ballroom? Eve wasn't sure what she would call the room. It had to be called something similar to the ballroom because the 'DJ', if you could call him that, was sitting in the corner. "You know, since this is a 'Founder's Party', there should be a founder's dance." Eve glanced up at Damon before she looked around the room.
"No one's dancin'." Eve muttered. Damon let out a small 'psh' noise.
"That's because none of the Founders are here. Oooh wait!" Damon said, putting his finger to his chin. "There are Founder's here!" Damon said, looking back down at Eve. Eve couldn't help but smile at the comment. "So, would you do me the honor of dancing with a Founder?" Damon asked, slightly taking a step back and putting a hand behind his back and bowing. Eve stared at him, not being able to help the smile that began slipping onto her lips.
"Does dis mean I have ta bow too or?" Eve asked cocking her head. Damon glanced up at her and let out a slightly annoyed puff as he grabbed her hand and pulled her to the middle of the empty dance floor.
"My goodness gracious, it's like I'm talking with a peasant!" Damon exclaimed as he placed Eve's left hand onto his shoulder and placed his right hand on her waist, slightly pulling her closer. Eve couldn't help but laugh at the seriousness of it all as she felt a lot of eyes on her and Damon as the two slightly moved across the floor. "Were you never part of the Miss Mystic Falls pageant?" Damon scoffed as Eve fumbled to keep up with his flawless movements.
"I was dead before I got de chance." Eve sassed back up at him. Damon stared at her with such a serious expression before replying.
"That's an acceptable reason not to be able to dance." Damon declared slightly lifting Eve off the ground onto his feet. "Thus, I will carry this performance for the both of us." Damon muttered back. Eve couldn't help the laughter that erupted from her mouth.
"God yer such a drama queen!" Eve sassed up at him as her hands slightly wrapped around Damon's neck and Damon's hands wrapped around her waist.
"I don't think you mind me." Damon snickered back. Eve only shrugged with a laugh. Silence fell between the two as the two simply swayed. That was until the music changed to a more upbeat tune. Eve slightly pulled away from Damon.
"I dink de mini Miss Mystic Falls dance is over now Day." Eve stated as Damon gave a pout. "De real one is comin' up soon dough I hear." Eve poked his chest as she tried to gracefully get off of Damon's feet.
"That explains the outfit then." Damon muttered as he quickly grabbed Eve's sides to make sure her didn't fall. Eve slightly cocked her head up at him. Damon gestured towards her. "This is a bit short for colder weather. Did Caroline tell you to wear it?" Damon asked.
"Ya know, if we're bein' honest, Caroline is usin' me ta take ya down." Eve shrugged. Damon raised his eyebrow at the comment. "Don't tell her I told ya. It would break her heart." Eve snickered.
"Breaking a friend's promise, man that's low Evie." Damon 'tsk'ed her. Eve puffed out a breath before nudging him towards the outside of the, now, dancefloor.
"It is, but I dink it would be better if we messed with it." Eve shrugged. "Miss Mystic would be a good time fer ya ta be all over me." Eve smirked before she was pulled away from Damon. Eve turned to see Stefan slightly dragging her back to where Damon and Eve had just been. "Ya know, Stef, ya weren't de Salvatore I wanted ta be all over me." Eve sassed Stefan as he began moving around in what Eve could only call 'Stefan's drunk dance'.
"Didn't you snap at me earlier for mentioning you and Damon making out? What happened? It's been an hour." Stefan sassed back, grabbing Eve's hand and twirling her around. Eve couldn't help but laugh.
"Good ta know ya weren't listenin' ta our conversation." Eve snickered back at him, moving in a similar manner to keep up with Stefan's sporadic drunk dance.
"Ew, why would I wanna listen to you and him talk. It's all about murder and probably sexual tension." Stefan's face scrunched up. Eve rolled her eyes. "Don't even!" Stefan snapped suddenly. "I stopped listening to your conversation decades ago. It was all casual murder and a bunch of flirting. If I wanted to hear about either of those, I would have turned my humanity off and listen to myself talk." Stefan sassed. Eve scoffed.
"I'm pretty sure dat actually happened once, ya turning it off because of Damon and I." Eve laughed. "What, the 50's?" Eve asked, slightly joking, and slightly curious.
"I think I was on human blood, not so much turning off my humanity. I mean, that was when you and Damon had that fight right? Like, 52'?" Stefan asked. Eve tensed before she nodded. "Man, I know it was some fight too. The next year we were supposed to meet up at the boarding house, but he ended up killing some relative. Honestly, can't remember who it was." Eve had stopped dancing while Stefan continued moving, not realizing what he was saying, or more so what the alcohol had let him say.
"Stef, ya know I don't like-" Eve got out before Stefan began talking over her.
"Must have been a good reunion too if you both turned off your humanities by 1960." Stefan joked. Eve took in a slight breath. The 60's were a rough time that she didn't want to think about. She needed a way out of this. Who could babysit this drunken vampire baby now? Elena!
"Alright Stef, I dink it's time fer yer girlfriend ta deal with ya now!" Eve smiled and nudged him backwards. Elena had been right behind him, which was extremely lucky for Eve. "Oye, Elena." Eve muttered as Stefan bumped into Elena. She turned around and smiled at Stefan before looking over to Eve. "Yer turn." Eve smiled as she wiggled her fingers and began maneuvering away from the dance floor. She needed a drink after Stefan's drunken conversation. They must have a bar somewhere and not just people carrying around drinks on incredibly high plates.
Eve wandered around the Hall for a little while before she finally found a bar. It probably wouldn't have taken her so long if she could have seen over more people. The only bright side of it taking 5 minutes to find the damn place, that was literally just across the hallway through a bunch of people dancing around, was that the guy serving the drinks didn't ask for an ID. Eve would have been pissed if she couldn't get her jameson. Something told her that most people working were wearing vervain. Unless the Lockwoods were dicks and didn't care about their workers, even with all the 'vampire' activities going on. It would make sense if not all of their workers wore vervain...that Mayor was kind of douchey.
"We meet again, Eve." Eve heard behind her as she took a sip of her jameson. She almost wanted to chug it after she heard the voice. "I wonder how good you are at self defense if you're drunk." Eve turned to John Gilbert, extremely too close to her.
"Want ta find out?" Eve growled back at him. Much to her displeasure, he simply smirked and raised his eyebrow. "Don't tempt me." Eve muttered turning her attention back to her glass.
"I don't think I need another lesson anytime soon. My back is still kinding hurting me from the first time." John chuckled. Eve wasn't sure if he was simply making conversation or if that was innuendo. If it was the latter, he was going to have a lot more than just his back hurting in a few seconds. "No, but I came over here for a reason, not just to have a chat." He muttered lowly. Eve looked back over at him.
"Aye, and what's dat?" Eve asked back.
"I was just curious about your relationship with that Damon Salvatore." He asked bluntly. Eve's eyebrows furrowed quickly in confusion. "I mean, the Mayor did say that you two were on a date when you...you know." John's voice quieted as he spoke the end of the sentence. Eve couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"And as I said, it wasn't a date." Eve accidently snapped back. John only raised an eyebrow at her tone. "Listen, I-Day-" Eve sputtered out trying to think of what to tell him and how to say it. "Damon and I are just friends." Eve sputtered out. "Nothin' more, nothin' less." Eve shrugged. "Why does it matter?" Eve asked, now curious as to why he was even bothering questioning her about Damon in the first place. Eve took a sip of her jameson.
"Just wondering, I mean, I haven't ever met either you or Damon. Plus, I always like to know where pretty women stand before I start talking to them." Eve choked. "Well, now I know though." John smirked.
"I-Just-I-" Eve coughed out trying to make a sentence. Really, she wanted to just say 'ew' back, but something stopped her. "Ya know, just 'cause Damon and I aren't a ding, doesn't mean dat I'm single either." Why did she feel like she had to explain herself to him in the first place. Why was she embarrassed about this.
"Well, are you?" John asked. Eve's cheeks burned.
"At de moment, but- " Eve spewed out, annoyed that her brain was even bothering answering him, let alone that it blurted out that she wasn't seeing anyone.
"Then that answers it. But, I've got to be off and mingle some more. Just getting back into the swing of the town. I'll be seeing you though." John smirked as he began walking away from the bar. Eve couldn't help but stare after him. What the hell just happened. Why did that just happen. Eve let out an annoyed groan before she downed the rest of her jameson. She needed to get away from all of this.
Eve left the bar and began to wander towards the doors. Unfortunately, John was fairly close to the exit. She didn't want to deal with him. Eve quickly made a 180 and went back towards the bar. Close by were stairs. Eve glanced around before she started walking up the stairs.
Only a few people were up on the second floor, mostly couples that needed space. Eve avoided looking at them. What was it about parties that made people want to hook up so badly? The alcohol, the music? What was the secret. Eve couldn't help but laugh at her own thoughts as she found a door to a balcony of some sorts. She was no investigator by any means, especially with asking such silly questions like that.
As she walked out onto the balcony, a slight chill filled her. Damon was right. It was a bit too cold for her to be wearing such a short dress. But she needed the air. With so much movement inside, it got a bit too stuffy. Eve walked over to the edge of the balcony and leaned over the railing. It must have been in the back of the Hall. No one was out back; not even couples.
"Don't fall." Eve screamed as she felt an arms wrap around from behind her and the voice practically whisper in her ear. Eve glanced up as Damon smirked down at her.
"Yer such a dick!" Eve snapped twisting around and lightly pushing him off of her, which wasn't very successful. He simply chuckled as he kept her in his arms with her back to the railing. He was warm, so she wasn't going to complain.
"I was just worried! Wouldn't want you to fall to your death and die." Damon said innocently, keeping one arm around her and using his other to take a drink of his bourbon. Eve rolled her eyes.
"If I fell from dis height and died, I hope I wouldn't wake up. Dis is baby stuff." Eve muttered, turning and looking over the railing once more. Damon simply snickered before he put down his glass and began to slightly push Eve towards the ledge.
"Jump, jump, jump!" Damon chanted as he held onto Eve, simply swinging her closer to the edge and back into him.
"Day!" Eve couldn't help but laugh out. "God, yer de WORST!" Eve snapped playfully pulling out of his arms. "I almost died not too long ago, I dink I've had enough dyin' fer a while." Eve laughed. Eve's heart sank as she looked back to Damon. "Oh, come on Day, I was kiddin'." Eve frowned walking over to him. His stupid puppy dog eyes were out. "Ya know it wasn't yer fault." Eve sighed standing in front of him. "Do I need ta hug you?" Eve asked. Damon raised an eyebrow, a slight smirk slipping.
"Only a hug?" Damon asked. Eve rolled her eyes and pushed him before she wrapped her arms around him, underneath his jacket. Damon let out a small sigh as he wrapped his arms around her. "Your hands are cold." Damon muttered. "Your real motive, huh?"
"Ya caught me." Eve muttered into his chest. "I'm tellin' ya Day, yer like a walkin' heater." Eve muttered, looking up at him.
"It's because I only wear black." Damon said matter-o-factly. "Keeps my body temperature nice and toasty." Damon smiled. "It might also be the fact that I don't have a soul, so I can't feel temperature." Damon said cheerfully. Eve let out a huffed laugh.
"Obviously not true, ya said me hands were cold." Eve said, pulling her arms back and putting a hand on his chest. "Ya have a soul, ya have a soul." Eve mocked his earlier chanting. Damon rolled his eyes playfully before he grabbed her hand and pulled it up to his lips.
"Only for you, Evie." Damon muttered against her hand before gently kissing it. Eve shook her head, despite the blush on her cheeks and the smile on her lips.
"Am I interrupting something?" Eve and Damon's attention went over to John Gilbert. Eve let out an annoyed sigh as Damon only lowered Eve's hand. "Damon, right?" John's attention went from Eve's to Damon as he walked over to the two. Damon grabbed his drink from the ledge.
"John." Damon replied back, a lot friendly than Eve had treated him throughout the night.
"We didn't get the chance to meet at the council meeting." John said. "I mean, I was a little busy with Eve here though." John snickered, his eyes crept over to Eve's, much to her discomfort.
"Yeah. It-it's a pleasure." Damon replied quickly. Eve glanced over at him, surprised by his quick response. "Are you enjoying the-uh, kick-off?" Damon asked. He was trying to get off the subject of Eve all together. He did not like the way he looked at her.
"Oh yeah." John nodded. "I forgot how much fun these small town celebrations can be." He smiled, his eyes once again landing towards Eve.
"Yeah, yeah. When was the last time you were here?" Damon asked slightly moving towards Eve.
"Hasn't been that long, my brother's funeral." John muttered back. "How long have you been in town?"
"Oh, not long at all." Damon shrugged.
"What about you?" John asked towards Eve.
"Even less time." Eve muttered back. "I was just headin' ta New York and I dought I'd stop by and say hello ta Damon and Stefan." Eve shrugged.
"Strange place to go if you just came from, what was it you said? LA?" John asked. Eve breathed in.
"I suppose, but, ya know, I always have time fer me friends." Eve smiled the best she could. She didn't like having to go on about something so trivial, especially to John.
"Even with all this vampire business?" John asked, his attention now fully on her. "You know, if you were a really good friend Damon, you would have told her about it, in a discreet way, of course, but at least have warned her about some type of danger." John muttered.
"Well, she can take care of herself. As she showed you." Damon almost snapped, but continued to give a friendly smile.
"So is that what you think, Damon?" John asked, his attention going back to Damon. "You know this vampire problem is real, right? It's a potential bloodbath." John muttered, slightly walking closer to the two. "Wouldn't want Eve here hurt by any vampires."
"I wouldn't overreact John." Damon shook his head, his friendly exterior was becoming less and less friendly the more John mentioned Eve.
"Oh, I think it's like 1864 all over again, vampires running amok. I guess we're just gonna have to hunt them down, throw them in a church and burn them to ash." Eve tensed. She needed to get off the subject.
"Really? Dey had vampires all de way back den?" Eve asked, trying her best to appear like she hadn't heard the story. John blinked over to her. Instead of his usual, strange look he gave her, he looked...annoyed?
"That's the story." Damon replied back to Eve.
"Part of it, anyway." John's attention was back to Damon. Eve wanted to yell. The one time she wanted his attention to be on her, he was more interested in Damon.
"Wh-what more could dere be?" Eve asked. "Dat seems like a pretty intense history lesson as it is."
"Oh, there's a lot more." John muttered back to Eve, but his eyes never left Damon. "See, it seems there was a tomb under the church, where vampires were hidden, waiting for someone to come along and set them free." John continued, giving Eve a little more attention. "But then Damon already knew that." John muttered. Eve glanced over at Damon who was looking over the balcony. "I don't think he needs to tell you anyway. I think you already know." John said. "You may not have been there, but he was." Eve's eyebrows furrowed. Before she could even say anything to make it sound like John was dumb, Damon cut in.
"And you're telling us this why?" Damon snapped back at John. Any kind of cover the two could have had was blown now.
"I just thought we get the introductions out of the way." John shrugged. "Maybe even ruin a friendship, if she didn't know."
"And if I did?" Eve snapped suddenly. She didn't like playing games. Not when all her cover was blown anyway.
"Two things then, either he trusts you a lot and you two aren't just friends, or you're one of them, like he is." John muttered back. "I'm thinking you're one of them though. I mean, come on, self defense?" John laughed. Eve scoffed out. "I'm just a little confused about your relationship though still. I mean, what's your real relationship?" John questioned. "Or better yet, how long has your relationship been going on? Years? Decades? Centuries?" John continued.
"If ya keep talkin', I'll gladly let ya know." Eve growled. She was tired of this game.
"You know that we could rip your throat out before anyone would notice?" Damon asked suddenly, both men saying 'yeah' as a response to one another, not really taking the threat to heart. "Yeah, okay. But you probably ingest vervain so…" Damon muttered back out.
"Why don't you take a bite to find out?" John sassed back. "Or I could bend down a little for you, sweetheart." John smirked back to Eve. Eve's fist clenched. She wanted to do a lot more than bite him at this point. Before she could even move, Damon's hand caught hers. Eve froze.
"It's not worth our time." Damon smiled cheerfully back at John before he pulled Eve back towards the Hall with him. Eve felt a light squeeze on her hand. Her grip lightened up, not even realizing she had been holding on so hard. Eve glanced up at Damon as he turned around. Eve glanced back at John. Damon gave a small squeeze of her hand before flittering over to John and snapping his neck. Eve's eye's widened as he tossed John over the balcony before turning back to her and smiling. Eve couldn't help the smile that lit up on her face as Damon walked back over to her taking a sip of his bourbon.
"Christ Day!" Eve couldn't help but laugh. Damon's heart fluttered slightly as he got closer to her. She was still laughing, and her eyes were lit up. If he had done that with anyone else watching, he would have been lectured about how wrong that was...but Eve...was laughing.
"You're a psychopath, Evie." Damon chuckled as he grabbed her arm and looped it with his. "Laughing at murder is no joke." Damon said seriously. Eve couldn't help but continue to giggle.
"Neither is actually murderin' someone, and yet…" Eve snickered back. "Christ, I bet dat felt good." Eve gushed. Damon couldn't help but smile at her enthusiasm.
"If I'd have known, I would have left it up to you, but it was just kind of impulsive." Damon shrugged. Eve raised an eyebrow at him. "You need to calm down, your heart is beating off the tracks, Evie." Damon couldn't help but chuckle aloud.
"I'm just," Eve pulled away from his arm and gestured. "So much, ya know." Eve shrugged slightly walking backwards. "He was creepy and I wanted ta kill him at de meetin', but I dought dat might be a bit much." Eve said casually. "It's just excitin'." Eve smiled. "Ya know, he said I was a 'pretty woman'." Eve quoted. Damon quickly went and pulled her to him, much to Eve's surprise.
"Evie, come on now, I would have thought you've learned your lesson with stairs decades ago." Damon muttered lowly. Eve glanced behind her to see the stairs to the main floor. "Wait, he called you a pretty woman?" Damon asked turning Eve's attention back to him. "If I would have known that, I wouldn't have bothered with the pleasantries. You're waay more than pretty, breathtaking, at the least." Damon smirked. Eve rolled her eyes and tried to push out of his grip, instantly forgetting about the stairs behind her. Damon, however, didn't forget.
"I mean, I know I just killed a man and you're giddy, but you gotta watch your step." Damon sassed. Eve puffed out before she pushed away from Damon and turned around to face the stairs.
"Sorry." Eve muttered lowly, more embarrassed than anything. As she started making her way down the stairs, Damon's arm wrapped around her. "Breathtaking?" Eve asked aloud. Damon couldn't help but chuckle under his breath.
"At the least." Damon muttered close to her ear. Eve scrunched away from him, annoyed by the sudden heat from her ears. "Wanna come with me so I can tell Stefan I killed a man?" Damon asked more quietly as they started walking down the stairs near people. Eve turned towards him quickly.
"Damon, we shouldn't tell him! He's drunk! I don't want ta deal with a drunk and angry Stefan." Eve muttered back. She had dealt with a simply drunk Stefan and she didn't really want to deal with him that way either. Damon simply waved her off as he looked around.
"Shh, it will be fun." Damon reassured as he dragged Eve with him over to presumably where Stefan was. Damon could see over people; Eve could not. "You wanna hear the bad news or the really bad news?" Damon asked as he and Eve stood in front of Stefan. Stefan closed his eyes in frustration.
"Right ta de point den?" Eve asked. Damon shrugged. Stefan let out a groan.
"I thought you were supposed to watch him?" Stefan groaned towards Eve. Eve put her hands up in defense.
"Hey, ya called me ta cheer him up, not babysit." Eve sassed back.
"Okay, but I don't really want any kind of news." Stefan grumbled.
"Alright, let me rephrase. Do you want to hear how the council is back in vampire mode or…" Damon paused slightly "How I just killed Uncle John Gilbert?" Damon smiled. Eve glanced up at him. That was one way of telling Stefan. Stefan paused for a second before he replied.
"What?" It was simple question that wasn't going to get a simple answer.
"Great party by the way, huh?" Damon asked, slightly pulling Eve away from Stefan. Maybe a question that wouldn't be answered at all.
"Damon." Stefan and Eve both said at the same time. Damon only looked at Eve. "Dat wasn't how I dought ya were goin' ta mention it." Eve muttered. Damon only shrugged. Eve turned around to see Stefan. Unfortunately, all she saw was his back. "Day I'm-" Eve got out, turning around, only to see that Damon had continued walking. "Goin' ta tell Stefan." Eve muttered aloud to no one. "Stefan!" Eve called across the loud hallway full of people talking. As she walked over to where she saw him, she froze as the familiar smell of blood ran through her nose.
"What is wrong with me?" Eve listened to where Stefan was and heard the female voice. Eve walked closer, still listening intently. "What are you doing?" The voice asked.
"Uh...I'm sorry." Stefan's voice sputtered out. As Eve finally got to where the voices were coming from, Stefan was hurrying away.
"Wait, Stef." Eve tried to stop him, but he quickly walked around her. Eve tried to keep up with him, but with so many people, it was hard, even for her to maneuver. Luckily, she could still see him as she followed behind him. As he walked outside of the Hall, Eve finally got out of the sea of people. But Stefan wasn't done yet. He kept walking. "Stefan!" Eve yelled once more as she followed him over to the fence that surrounded the Hall. "Stefan, what are ya-" Eve stopped in her tracks as she walked up to him. The smell was still there on Stefan's hand, but there was no blood. "Oh, Stef." Eve sighed as Stefan looked over at her.
"Don't tell anyone." Stefan sighed. "Please; not Damon, not Elena, no one." Stefan pleaded. Eve shook her head.
"Ya named off all de people I know in Mystic Falls dat know about vampires, Stef. I won't." Eve promised. "But ya have ta stop." Eve said sternly, folding her arms.
"I will, I will...it's just. Fuck, it's hard." Stefan snapped, turning back towards the fence. "I know I need to stop. I know." Stefan muttered. Eve grabbed Stefan's arm gently and looping it with hers.
"Come on, let's take a walk, huh?" Eve suggested. "Get ya away from all de delicious people." Eve smiled, rubbing his arm with her free hand. Stefan glared down at her half heartedly before letting out a sigh and nodding.
"Fresh air would be good." Stefan muttered, wiping his hand on his pants.
"Need ta munch on bambi?" Eve asked genuinely curious. She hadn't really asked Stefan about his vegetarian life ever. She didn't want to make him uncomfortable. Stefan glared down at her once more. "I'm serious!" Eve snapped defensively. "Christ Stef, not everythin' I ask is meant ta start a fight with ya." Eve sassed back to him.
"How am I supposed to know the difference?" Stefan sassed back as the two finally started walking towards the road.
"Ya used ta." Eve snapped back suddenly before letting out a small huff. The huff was more towards herself. She was supposed to be helping Stefan, not making him mad. "Hey, come here, I gotta grab me phone." Eve said pulling Stefan towards a group of parked cars.
"You just leave your purse in the car?" Stefan asked as they got to Eve's car. Eve reached behind her back license plate and grabbed the spare key.
"Aye, I kind of forgot about it." Eve shrugged as she unlocked her car and crawled into her front seat. "I keep it in de glove box, does dat make ya feel any better?" Eve sassed back as she leaned over and opened her glove box and grabbed her phone. Eve could practicly feel Stefan's eye's roll. "What's de worst dat could happen? I lose money? As if I couldn't just compel some rich dick ta give me thousands." Eve shrugged as she crawled back out of her car. "And don't even give me dat look, Salvatore, ya don't have a job." Eve muttered, not even looking at Stefan as she fixed her dress.
"I didn't say anything." Stefan sassed back with a slight chuckle.
"Ya didn't have ta. I know yer looks Stefan." Eve sassed looking back up at him. Stefan rolled his eyes with a smile. Eve held out her hand with her phone to Stefan as she put her spare key back in its original place. "Dis dress doesn't have pockets Stef, what am I supposed ta do? Push it in me bra?" Eve sassed.
"Or, you know, you could just grab your purse?" Stefan suggested. Eve made a face back at him. Stefan couldn't help but laugh before he took her phone and shoved it into his jacket pocket. "Sorry I'm kind of grumpy." Stefan apologized as Eve looped her arm with Stefan's again. "It's just...my head hurts." Stefan muttered.
"It's okay Stef. It's been awhile since we've...actually talked." Eve thought. "Christ, when ya called me, what, 3 weeks ago, I was surprised. We hadn't actually talked in over 45 years. Stefan, 45 years is a long time." Eve said seriously. "Sure, we kept up with phone numbers, but dat was about it Stef." Eve sighed. "Ya shouldn't be sorry, I should be." Eve muttered, her eyes down.
"Oh come on, it wasn't all your fault Eve." Stefan stopped in his track. "In the words of a once crush of mine, 'you are far too nice to me in the first place'." Eve looked up to Stefan and couldn't help but laugh.
"Ya are far too charmin' fer de likes of me, Mr. Salvatore." Eve shook her head as she quoted herself from almost a century ago. "Ya know, yer a dork fer remembering such a boring sentence." Eve sassed pulling Stefan to keep walking.
"Hey, I remember things pretty ladies tell me." Stefan chuckled. Eve slightly nudged him.
"Me too." Eve sassed back. Stefan looked back down at her before batting his eyes. "See! Such beauty!" Eve exclaimed excitedly. Stefan couldn't help but laugh now. That was until a man came and bumped into him, making Eve lose her grip on his arm.
"Sorry about that man." Stefan froze as the man spoke. "I really am terribly sorry." The man sounded like he was mocking Stefan. Eve could feel Stefan's mood sour.
"You don't want to do this man." Stefan muttered back coolly, but the man simply shoved Stefan with one hand.
"I'm sorry about that too." The man smiled. "All I can do is apologize. What's that about?" The man mocked.
"Oye, piss off mate." Eve snapped suddenly bringing attention on herself. The man simply raised an eyebrow at her.
"Just, get out of the way...please." Stefan said, but something about the man told Eve that he wasn't going to just move.
"Switch girls? This one must be a pushover if you got so pissy about the other one." The man asked.
"Just piss off." Eve snapped again, which was again ignored.
"Want to show off for this girl then?" The man asked. He slightly turned around before he swung his hand back. Before Stefan could do anything, Eve grabbed his arm and pulled it around. "Hey, get the hell off of me you crazy bitch!" The man snapped.
"Ya know it's not very nice ta call de one holdin' yer arm in such a compromisin'' situation a bitch." Eve hissed as she pulled his arm further back.
"Just get off me, you're going to break my arm!" The man cried suddenly. Eve suddenly let go as soon as she felt Stefan's hand touch her arm. As Eve let go, she turned back towards Stefan, whose eyes were bloodshot and veins crawling down his face. Eve glanced back at the man who was now holding his arm and staring at Stefan. "What the hell are you, man?" He asked. Eve quickly grabbed Stefan's arm and pulled him away from the man.
"Come on Stef, take a breath." Eve tried to reassure. "And stay here." Eve muttered as she walked back over to the man. "Listen, ya aren't going to say a word about us, if anyone finds ya, say ya fell down and hurt yer arm." Eve compelled the man on the ground who only nodded.
"Stefan?" Elena's voice made Eve turn around. Eve let out an annoyed sigh as she quickly flittered back to Stefan and flittered him away.
"Wait, I have to go back." Stefan begged. Eve shook her head. "Eve, let me go see her." Stefan snapped. Eve froze.
"Fine, but go to her house. I would dink it's more private dere." Eve sighed. Stefan only nodded before flittering away. Eve's head fell back as she let out a loud sigh. What could make this night even worse. Eve began walking back to the Hall. At least Damon was in there. Suddenly, Eve began to pat herself down. Fuck. Stefan took her phone. Eve let out an annoyed groan as she turned around to see if maybe Stefan had just hung out to calm down.
"I'm surprised you're not with Damon." Eve froze before whipping around.
"I'm surprised yer not dead." Eve breathed out. She was actually surprised. She leaves for 20 minutes to make sure Stefan doesn't kill anyone and someone Damon kills comes back to life.
"I'm full of surprises." John smirked. "And so are you." Eve's eyebrows furrowed. "I know everything about this town...except for you." John muttered walking around her in a circle.. "You're a mystery, which I plan to figure out." John smirked as he stood close to Eve. "Have a good night, Evelyn." John smiled, walking around her. Eve could only watch him walk away.
"Eve?" Damon's voice broke Eve from staring off to where John had walked. "Hey, are you okay?" Damon asked as he quickly made it to Eve's side.
"Well, John's not dead, but besides dat, I'm fine." Eve muttered. "Man, yer kill record is gettin' lower with each person dat comes back ta life, Day." Eve joked.
"Just means I have to up the ante." Damon shrugged. "Want to go home?" Damon asked.
"Yes." Eve responded quickly. "I'm cold and tired of being alive." Eve muttered as the two started walking towards their cars.
"I can arrange for one of the two if you'd like." Damon smirked back to Eve who only rolled her eyes.
"I hope it's de death part." Eve muttered back as Damon let out a scoff.
HEY. Sorry it's been an entire year since I uploaded. Lol i'm a shitty person. Anyway, here is the Founder's party! And the end of episode 18! Hope that you guys are still around because even though it took a year to upload, I should be back now! YAY
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