Authors note: Hey everyone this is my first fan fiction so I do not take credit for the TVD characters, this is just another spin I put on it , it does not follow the story line and all credit of the vampire Dairies characters go to L.J smith. Like, Vote and comment and let me know what you think and thank you so much for reading.
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“OUCH!” I hissed in agony as I ripped it out of me. I turned around to see who the perpetrator was only to have vervain thrown on my face I hissed in pain looking murderously at a smirking Damon.
“you ruined my favorite shirt you asshole!” I hissed looking down at the giant hole stained with blood.
“ I’ll do worst if you don’t un-voodoo my car and hand back my keys” He snapped
“ Damon Salvatore, didn’t your mother ever tell you not to mess with fire you will get burnt!” I threatened narrowing my eyes at him.
“you know I believe the word Bitch, was derived from the Latin word witch” he replied walking towards me
I narrowed my eyes and smirked as he signed his death warrant with his words. I ripped off my t shirt and threw it in the trash can beside the study desk handing him the keys, he smirked scanning my body head to toe before grabbing his keys and heading down stairs I raised my eyebrows in amusement and walked into the bathroom locking the door.
I spun the taps and watched the water fish out fogging up the bathroom, quickly I undressed stepping in the water cascaded over me making my cold body feel warmth again I smiled enjoying the feeling after a while I decided to wash up and get out of the shower once I was done I dried myself and slipped into my undergarments and quickly covered myself in the bathrobe that hung off the hook in the bathroom I opened my door to see Damon sitting on my bed bubbling with anger.
"Damon if I knew I would never have personal space I would have never agreed to stay here" I said walking over to the study desk where my make up and curling iron was carefully laid out.
"Maybe you shouldn't stay here" he retorted staring holes into the back of my head as I plugged the curling iron on.
"Maybe you should be a gentlemen and let a lady finish dressing I did hand you back your keys" I replied as I dabbed foundation onto my skin giving it a warm glow
"Why is my presence making you uncomfortable?" He asked smirking
"Your entire existence has made me uncomfortable" I retorted moving onto applying blush
"You didn't seem to mind my existence in 1877 November 11th 12:45 am" Damon said raising his eyebrows
"It was on December 23rd 1877 at about 5:45 pm I started to mind your existence" I retorted applying my fake lashes and mascara and eyeliner dressing it with a silver smokey eye
"So I killed you, big deal get over it" he replied in a bored tone
My blood boiled and I grew agitated with his response had he no remorse for breaking me, I applied my lipstick and swept my curls to the side and bobby pinning it in place. I then dropped my robe and slid into my dress whilst Damon watched me not saying a word. The tension was thick in the air I reached to pull my zip up but my hand was moved away as he pulled my zipper at the back up any agonisingly slow, his fingers left a trail of fire up my back lastly I walked over to my bed and slipped my feet into my Elegant Silver Stiletto Peep Toe Sandals, I was about to bend down and do up the little lace and zipper on them when Damon bent down and did them for me making my heart flutter for the second time tonight.
"You look beautiful Trisha" he said looking up into my eyes as he stood up.
"Thank you" I replied feeling my heart thud loudly against my chest
He lent in and I mimicked him our lips were about to reunite with each other when the doorbell sounded breaking me out of my day dream.
"That's probably Cara, I should get going, good night Damon see you later" I said grabbing my silver clutch and descending down the stairs.
I opened the door eager to get away from Damon only to see my second worst nightmare and the reason I was back in mystic falls staring back at me, he was dressed in a black tuxedo and a white bow tie, he smirked sexily extending his hand for me to take as if I were crazy.
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