I sat in up in the car. At least I knew that I was alive. I was still pretty nervous because of the type of show that I was in. I was glad that I was alive, and I supposed that was the most important thing, but I still had a feeling that I was in danger. I tried to move but I was trapped.
The first thing that I noticed was the pain. Being in an accident hurt. I then noticed that he was walking closer to me. I really hoped that Damon was coming or else I would be dead. I tried my best to remain calm, but I was freaking out. I saw his feet before he ran away, and Damon's face was in front of me.
"Are you okay down there?" He asked. I couldn't believe that I was relieved to see Damon. I wouldn't have expected that when I first got here.
"I'm stuck." I told him. I wondered if he was strong enough to flip the car back over. I was going to guess that he probably wasn't. Even if he was, I couldn't help but wonder if that would do more damage to me. I didn't know how badly I was hurt. There was the fact that vampire blood could heal me if I had any serious injuries, even if it left the possibility of me being turned into a vampire. Of course, that was only if I was injured, which there was no guarantee that I was. It was possible that the only reason I couldn't move was because I was stuck.
"I need you to put your hands on the roof and I'll get the seatbelt off." He stated. I did as instructed and he was able to successfully extract me from the car. So, it seemed like I could move. However, I didn't know if was just from the shock but as soon as he got me out, I pretty much just passed out in his arms.
When I woke up, I was in Damon's front seat. I had no idea where we are, but it seemed like I was okay. I was still kind of concerned where we were. If he had been driving all night, then I had no idea how far he had managed to travel because I had never driven all night before.
"Morning." He greeted me.
"Where are we?" I asked as I grabbed my head. I had a bit of a headache, but I didn't think that it was any reason to be concerned.
"Georgia." He drawled. We were in Georgia? What were we doing in Georgia? Had Damon really left town and taken me with him.
"No, Damon, I told you that I didn't want to go anywhere." I explained. "I don't wanna go to Georgia."
"Well too late because we're already in Georgia." He explained as he continued to drive.
"I don't want to move to Georgia." I declared. I felt like I was having a bit of a panic attack. I tried to breathe. The show was set in Mystic Falls, so we would probably have to go back to Mystic Falls.
"I plan on going back." He remarked. "I just have something that I need to do first."
"Well can you at least pull over?" I requested. I supposed that I was relieved that he planned on going back at least, but I did feel like I needed to get out of the car. I had no idea how to get back, plus the plot demanded us being here, so I would have to figure out what we needed to do there. He then pulled over and I got out.
As soon as I got out, I couldn't help but feel achy. I wasn't sure if it was from the accident or simply from just being in his car for who knows how long. I actually didn't know what time it was, but I didn't have my phone on me. I didn't even know where it was.
"Are you okay?' He asked as he rushed to my side. "Nothing's broken and if you had internal bleeding, well you probably wouldn't be standing here right now."
I had a feeling that I wasn't in any immediate danger. It was probably just from being in his for so long. I was grateful that I managed to walk away from this. I wished that I could tell him about the accident, but no one knew who I was. It sucked because I had this trauma that I couldn't deal with any way because literally no one understood. I wished that there was someone that I could talk to. However, before I could think too much about it, I heard a phone ringing. Wait a minute. That was my phone ringing. Damon pulled it out of his pocket.
"Why do you have my phone?" I asked. I wondered who could be calling, but I imagined it was Stefan. He then answered it.
"Hello, yeah she's here with me." He answered. I wished that I could hear him, but I imagined that he wanted to know where I was. "She's a little busy right now and can't talk. You have a nice day."
"So can you at least tell me where we're going?" I requested. I had a feeling that wherever it was, it would be important to the plot.
"It's this little place just outside of Atlanta." He explained. "You'll love it."
We then drove to a place called Bree's bar. I supposed it was basic, but I assumed it was a bar owned by someone named Bree.
"Are you sure that I can go in here?" I questioned.
"Yeah." He replied before the two of us stepped inside.
"It can't be." A woman, who I assumed to be Bree, replied as she jumped over the counter. "Damon, my honey-pie?"
She then gave him a very wet kiss. It was pretty awkward since she knew I was there. It was also kind of gross considering that she looked a lot older than him. I knew that he was older, but she still looked older. She kind of reminded me of April to be honest.
We then took a seat at the bar. I felt a little bit uncomfortable because I was the youngest one there and I felt a little bit exposed in the dress I was wearing.
"Attention everyone, I'd like to call a toast to the man who broke my heart, crushed my soul, and destroyed any future chance of me finding happiness." Bree stated. It was a very strange thing to toast to. I decided to drink my shot before he could. She then looked at me. "So how did he rope you in?"
"He kidnapped me." I told her. I was pretty sure that it was kidnapping, even though I knew that there was no point in arguing with him about it.
"That's only partially true." Damon argued. No, I was pretty sure that it was entirely true. "I saved her life first."
"It sounds like you two have an interesting relationship." Bree commented.
"It's definitely not a sexual one because I'm his niece…." I explained. I did stick my tongue out because I didn't want to think about him like that. "So…how did you two meet?"
Had they met when she was younger, because I didn't think Damon had a thing for older women…not that there would be anything wrong if he did. I may not like to see it, but I wouldn't tell him no.
"College." Bree answered. Damon had gone to college? "It was 1989 and I was a sweet young freshman. He told me his little secret and I was okay with it because I told him mine."
"She's a witch." He whispered. I supposed that must have been why we had come here.
"I can't believe that you went to college." I remarked. He didn't seem like the type for it.
"I've been around a college campus a few times in my life." He told me. Oh, he was looking for girls to hook up with on a college campus. Well, it meant that neither of us had been to college then.
It was then that I realized something. I couldn't help but wonder what had happened with Elena. She seemed like she had freaked out about…something and drove off. I felt like I needed to know what it was about. I decided that I should do that. Perhaps I should have tried to figure out why she had left, but I was too worried in trying to catch her.
So, it turned out that my phone was not lost or broken, but in Damon's pocket. He had given it back to me and I saw that I had a lot of missed calls from Stefan. I knew that I needed to stay until the end of the night. I then noticed that it was starting to ring. I saw it was Lucy and went outside. I also should have been concerned about who the man I had hit was. Due to the fact that he had gotten up, it was pretty safe to assume that he was a vampire.
The other thing that was still on my mind was Anna. I still had no way to know if she was okay, and I was a little bit scared about it. I supposed that there was nothing else that I could but wait until I got back and hope that she was still there. It was all I could do.
I decided that maybe I could try to call someone. Maybe Elena would talk to me. I was still confused about why we were here. It was then that I overheard that Damon was talking to Bree. It seemed like he was trying to find another way to open the tomb. Okay, now it made sense why we were here. I mean it wouldn't make sense to mention the tomb if it wasn't going to be opened. Before I could say anything, my phone rang again. It was Stefan. I knew that I should probably answer it.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Where are you?" He demanded.
"I can't tell you…because I don't actually know." I explained. "I'm with Damon, but I don't quite know where we are. Stefan, I don't think that he's going to hurt me, so you're just going to have to wait until we get back. Oh, and can you get my homework and compel them not to mark me absent today?"
I then hung up before he could say anything more. Now that was out of the way, I knew that I had to do something. I then decided that I would try to call Elena. Maybe she was willing to talk to me at this point. I didn't know why she wouldn't but if she was mad at Stefan, there was also a chance that she was mad at me, even though I didn't know the reason for her to be mad at Stefan.
"What do you want, Faith?" She answered. It seemed like she was mad at me.
"I don't even know what happened. I just tried to follow you home. What happened?" I asked.
"You lied to me." She pointed out.
"What did I lie to you about?" I questioned in surprise. Whatever it was, I didn't know anything about it.
"That Katherine looks just like me." She replied. Oh. Well, I supposed that I did lie about that. "I thought we friends. How could you not tell me that I looked just like Stefan's ex?"
"Well, I did lie but you have to let me explain." I replied before getting no response. "Elena?"
She had hung up on me. It was definitely different in that I was here, and she was in Mystic Falls. It sucked that I would not be able to do anything about it until at least tomorrow. I hoped that we would be going back as soon as possible.
I noticed that Damon was in front of me. Had he been listening to my conversation. Wait. He was Damon. Of course he was.
"Don't gloat." I told him. "I need a fucking drink."
We went back inside and sat at the bar where we both ordered a burger and fries. Damon got a beer.
"So do you have any idea why Elena looks like Katherine?" I asked. I supposed that was a good idea.
"I don't know but it's kind of creepy." He remarked. "I don't understand why she's mad at you also unless she thinks that you look at every night."
"Damon!" I replied with a blush before Bree took his empty bottle and gave him a new one. I really felt like I needed a drink after hearing him say that. "Can I have one?"
"Sure thing, Sweetie." She told me. If I was a cop, she would have been in trouble. I took a drink from her and took a big sip of it.
"Ah, that hits the spot." I replied.
"You don't like pickles, what's wrong with you?" Damon asked before he ate my pickle.
"Hey, I was gonna eat that. I don't like pickle spears on my burger. I like the chips better." I supposed. "So how do vampires even eat anyway?"
"As long as we drink blood, the rest of our systems work as normal." He explained. That was good to know.
I still had a lot of questions about vampires, and I couldn't help but wonder if I should ask them, but I didn't know if any of them were particularly relevant. I really didn't need to know about vampires going to the bathroom. I did know that their hair seemed to grow. I was also a little bit offended that Stefan seemed to be the only one who cared enough about where I was, but then again, they probably didn't need to since I had only missed school. Bonnie had been avoiding me ever since we danced together, and I didn't think anyone else cared about me enough other than Elena and she was mad at me.
Later in the night, we were having a drinking contest. I had never been in before, but it wasn't about how much you could drink, so I was pretty sure that I didn't have a very high tolerance for alcohol. It was about how fast you could drink it and I was good at finishing drinks fast from playing football. Bree poured another round as told everyone to get ready. I felt really happy, probably because I was very drunk. The bar was a lot busier at night, I supposed that was to be expected. Bars were more of a business that did better at night because more people liked to drink at night, but the food really wasn't that bad.
"Go." Bree instructed.
I quickly downed my drink before everyone else. I had won! It was definitely true that I got drunk very easily being this small.
"Ha-ha, I win again." I replied as I threw my arms in the air. I then put my fingers in an L on my forehead. "You're a loser, loser, loser."
"Has anyone ever told you that you are a sore winner?" He asked. I found that I was also very giggly when I was drunk. My experience with alcohol as a guy was very limited, but I was pretty sure that I would have a higher tolerance due to my size.
"It doesn't make you any less of a loser." I gloated. I was really acting different when I was drunk. I didn't mind at least.
"I prefer not to finish my drinks fast." He declared. It sounded like he was coming up with excuses for why he had lost. I felt so good. I would have to drink more often because I wasn't thinking about the accident at all.
I then went outside and heard that my phone ring. I couldn't read who it was because my vision was blurred. I didn't know who was calling me because I wasn't expecting anyone to.
"Hello?" I slurred.
"Where are you?" Stefan asked. He seemed like he was getting impatient.
"I'm somewhere." I replied.
"Are you drunk?" He questioned.
"Yeah." I said through my giggles. Suddenly, I was grabbed from behind and I dropped my phone on a ground.
It was a guy. I didn't know who this guy was, but he had a pretty strong grip on me.
"Let me go!" I screamed.
"I don't want to hurt you." He replied. "I just need you to get someone here for me. I'll let you go after I'm done."
I then realized that he had been trying to get Damon to come to me. He was using me as bait. The only problem was that I couldn't escape if I wanted to because I was drunk and I still had no idea where I was. I wouldn't know how to get anywhere. Fortunately, Damon did come to save me…or was that unfortunate.
"Damon, it's a trap." I explained. Before he could even react, the guy came and began to him with a baseball bat or maybe it was just a pipe. It was something blunt and metal. I was sure of that. I couldn't differentiate that well at the moment.
"How does it feel?" He asked as he beat him. "What did she do to you?"
"I don't know you." Damon groaned. I also didn't know who he was talking about. It seemed like Damon had killed someone close to him, which was fair because I was pretty sure that he had killed a lot of people in his life.
"Why are you hurting him?" I asked the dude. I supposed that was the easiest way to find out. Not to mention, I needed Damon to get home.
"He killed my girlfriend." He explained. That didn't tell me anything. "She went to visit Stefan for his birthday, and he killed her. Now I'm gonna kill him."
I supposed that this was Lexi's boyfriend. I still couldn't let him kill Damon.
"No." I replied as I stood in front of Damon. "She said that you were human.
"I was." He explained. "But to be with someone forever, you have to live forever."
"Well, I'm still not going to let you kill him." I responded. It turned out that I was also a very brave drunk, even though it was probably stupid to think that I could fight him.
"How can you even defend him?" He asked. Because I didn't have much of a choice.
"Because I know what kind of person Lexi was." I remarked. I knew that I needed to try to convince him to not kill Damon by appealing to his good side. For all that I knew, Lexi might want him to get revenge, but I couldn't let him know that. "She wouldn't want you to get revenge. It's not going to bring her back and you'll still feel empty inside. You need to just move on with your life. It's the only way you'll ever really feel better. Be the guy that Lexi fell for, not the one who tries to avenge her. I know it's what she would want."
He pushed me aside then grabbed Damon and threw him into a building. It did look like it hurt, but it also looked like it had worked.
"Thank you." I replied. It looked like I wouldn't have to try to find my way home. I then realized that there was no way that Damon would be killed here because there was no way some random guy who would kill one of the main characters (Unless it was Heroes. I'm still mad about that.)
"I didn't do it for you." He responded before he ran away. He could say that, but I was the one who asked him.
I then went over to Damon to make sure that he was okay. I was pretty sure that I could count on him to get me home.
He told me to wait in the car while he went inside. I didn't know what he was doing in there, but it was hard to focus. I couldn't help but feel a bit nauseous to be honest. I hoped it wouldn't be like Brittany and Santana during that performance. His hands were blood when he came out.
"Let's go home." He stated.
"I'm gonna hurl." I announced.
"Not in the car." He commanded. I then opened the door and leaned over and started to vomit.
After I was done, he got me some Gatorade from a gas station, and we started to head home.
I sat in the car trying to stay awake as long as I could, but it didn't last very long because I managed to fall asleep once again.
In the morning, I woke up to find that we were in Virginia at least and we would be in Mystic Falls pretty soon.
"So why did you bring me with you?" I asked.
"Well, I didn't want to turn around and I thought that we could use a little bit of Uncle-Niece bonding." He replied.
"You know how about we just call it brother-sister." I proposed. "Damon there are a lot of things wrong with you: you kill people, you have no sense of personal space, and you can be quite annoying…"
"There better be a but here." He commented.
"But I do love you. I love both you and Stefan and you two have been great brothers to me." I remarked. "Fuck my head hurts."
That night, I called Elena over in an effort to talk to her. She seemed to be ready to talk to me. I wondered if she had talked to Stefan at all.
"Why didn't you tell me that I looked like Katherine?" She asked. "You said that you were not going to lie to me anymore."
"Well for starters, it wasn't really something that I was supposed to tell you." I replied. "Have you talked to Stefan about this at all? I'm sure that he had his reasons for not telling you."
"Do you promise me that you won't lie to me anymore?" She asked as she got closer to me. Was that a yes or a no? Had she talked to Stefan or not.
"I can't promise that I'll never lie to you, but I can tell you why you look like Katherine." I remarked. Stefan had told me about this stuff, but I didn't think that I would be the one telling her about it. "I also know how you survived the accident."
"How?" She asked. This was going to be awkward.
"Stefan. He saw the car go off the bridge. He dove into the water to help you guys." I explained. "Your dad was conscious, but he told Stefan to save you first. He took you to the shore, but when he went back for them, it was too late, and they were already dead. He freaked out, thinking you were her, so he did some digging and uncovered something."
"What did he uncover?" She replied. I didn't even know I knew this stuff, but I felt like I was supposed to say it to her.
"You were adopted." I answered.
I had one thing that I needed to do. I needed to try to find Anna. I needed to see if I could find her Facebook page despite the fact that I didn't even know her last name. There was a list of students. Of course, this was hoping that she had a Facebook page. I spent a little bit of time looking but didn't find anything. I then went to bed. I would just have to hope that I would see her at school tomorrow. I laid down in my bed and drifted off to sleep.
So there's plenty of Faith and Damon bonding in this chapter and although Faith still doesn't like being a girl, she's started considering herself their sister. And will she talk to Anna again soon? Please don't forget to review.