predictable

supernatural diaries (2)

recap,

"Darcy? Oh, thank goodness. Where are you? Are you hurt?" They could hear her breathing heavily, "I'm okay. Um, I'm not sure where I am. I was knocked out while in the forest because I had gotten lost and didn't have any gear on me so I couldn't defend myself. I'm sorry." Sam chuckled at her apology. "Little sis, you don't have to apologize. We're coming to get you. Damon's brother, Stefan, is with us and-" He was cut off by the sound of someone talking in the background. "Guys, help me! He's a vam-"

The phone cut off.

Darcy's POV

I glared at the male in front of me, "Oh don't look at me like that. It hurts." He whined with a fake pout and I scoffed. "So, you have brothers? Let me guess, you're the youngest." I turned my head away from him to avoid answering the question.

"Give me something here. I'm trying to get to know my beautiful hostage!" Damon exclaimed and I kissed my teeth in irritation. After some time, he gave up on trying to start a conversation with me and went downstairs. I was currently in my clothes from earlier, handcuffed to a headboard and my back to the wall.

This sucks ass. Being kidnapped sucks ass.

Okay, no need to get upset or frustrated. I've been kidnapped by other supernatural beings - some worse than others. Each time I was taken, they were pissed off at my dad or my brothers. What did they do to this guy?

I had an idea.

A very risky and bad idea, but it was an idea.

My co-workers always said I had an attractive figure and I never believed them. I still don't but if this figure can help get me out of this situation, I'll take it.

After some time, Damon came back into the room and he caught me trying to take my jacket off. He eyed me, curiously and leaned his shoulder against the door. I huffed, "Could I get some help?" He looked behind him and then back at me before pointing to himself, "Me?" I sighed and nodded.

"It's so hot in here and I've been struggling with trying to take my brother's jacket off." He smirked at me, walking over to me and kneeling in front of me.

With the struggle I was doing, I had managed to raise my body temp significantly and my face felt warm. He leaned forward and took off the cuffs, allowing the jacket to fall off my arms.

I sighed, closing my eyes and smiling, "Ah, that feels better. Thanks a bunch." Damon stayed where he was and when I opened my eyes, I noticed his eyes on my neck then trailing down to my chest.

I smirked, "See something you like?" He didn't respond but I knew what he wanted. If I were lucky, he'd think I wanted the same thing. Since my hands were free, I lightly put them behind his neck as I climbed onto his lap.

Damon put his hands on my waist and tilted his head at my actions, "What are you doing?" He asked and I grinned. My fingers played around with the baby hairs on the back of his neck, "What makes you think I'm doing anything?" I teased.

I shivered when I felt his hands on my waist and hips, and discreetly, I looked over his shoulder to calculate the distance between us and the door. Then he began to lean into the crook of my neck, sniffing around and I felt a growl rumble in his chest.

"Why are you sniffing me?" I asked, "What, I smell good or something?" He chuckled at my questions and soon I could feel his teeth piercing my skin. I froze, my fight or flight response creeping in slowly but it wasn't time for me to enter the next phase of my plan yet.

Just a little longer, Darcy. You got this.

His hands went up to my hair, his fingers tangling in it and he yanked my head to the side. I gasped at the sudden force, my eyes closing and my grip around the back of his neck tightened.

It felt weird - being drank from. Like, I've seen Twilight and they didn't look like they were particularly okay with the whole human blood bag thing - except for Bella.

Not my favourite character, honestly.

The more he drank from me, the more I lost the need to escape. My plan was pushed to the back of my mind and all of my thoughts disappeared. It was just us and a small part of me started to like this interaction, this moment between us.

Damon held me closer by my waist, my body pressed against his. I was starting to feel lightheaded and my hold on him weakened. He pulled away, his fangs detaching from my neck and I saw my blood go down his chin.

We both went silent but our proximity didn't change. He kept his gaze on me, mine still on him. Suddenly, he threw me off of his lap and I stumbled onto the floor, landing on my back.

"Stefan.." Damon hissed and before I could get up, he pulled me up by my throat, choking me. "Well, well, it seems like he brought company - your brothers, I presume?" His grip tightened around my neck and black spots clouded my vision. I tried to respond but my words came out in choked gasps.

Before I knew it, he had sped us out of the room and into the living room downstairs. My head spun from the blood loss and the lack of oxygen.

"Damon, put her down. Let her go. I have your ring - there's no need to hurt anyone else." A male voice I didn't recognize said calmly then I heard the muffled voices of my brothers, shouting my name in fear.

"D-Damon.." I said between gasps, my body growing limp. He looked at me and part of me thought he was going to let me go, but I was wrong.

"Darcy! Hold on!" Sam shouted and through my half lidded eyes, I moved them away from Damon and onto my older brothers. I smiled weakly, the black spots in my vision growing more and more.

"You son of a bitch. Let our sister go!" Dean yelled but Damon chuckled, darkly. "I would, I really would but I have something better planned for her," He brought me closer to him and bit on his tongue.

"Damon, don't you dare do what I think you're going to do." His brother, Stefan, warned and inched closer but Damon didn't budge. Instead, he grinned wickedly and I didn't have time to react when he suddenly kissed me.

My eyes widened and with what strength was left inside of me, I tried to push him away. The metallic taste of his blood went down my throat and I squirmed.

My brothers were yelling, trying to get Damon to let me go and they kept telling me to be strong, to hold on. I struggled to breathe, my eyelids growing heavier and heavier and my inhibitions fading away.

After what felt like hours, he pulled away from me and he turned to my brothers and Stefan. "Brother, the humanity you thought you saw in me was an act. To prove it, here," He tightened his grip on my neck and it was harder for me to breathe then all of a sudden, I felt a snap and heard incoherent screaming, and then there was darkness.

A black, cold darkness.

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