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"I know how to distract you," I told him and looked into his eyes. He took me in his arms and vamp sped us out of the boarding house.
When we reached our destination, it was dark outside. Even though it was night time, the place looked as beautiful as it did in the sunlight, even more perhaps. The moonlight peeked in through the leaves making our surroundings visible. Since we were in the middle of the forest, the starry night was completely visible to us. The twinkling stars, the turquoise-blue stream, the mellow and radiant moonlight made the forest seem heavenly.
Damon put me down on my feet as we both watched our surroundings in awe. Once we broke out of our trance, I grabbed his hand and took him to the banks of the stream. I took out my shoes and sat down by the edge, putting the lower halves of my legs into the water.
I shivered at the coldness of the water. But it would be fine after a while.
"You are not serious, are you?" Damon asked, looking at me with his eyebrows raised.
"I am." I replied, "Come on, now." I patted the area beside me.
He sighed but complied with my wishes nonetheless. He took off his shoes and folded his jeans, then got into the water with me.
We sat there in silence for a while, letting the water soothe us. I looked at him. "You wanna talk about it?" I asked him and he shook his head. I decided not to push him. He would open up when he wants to.
"You know, my mother used to say this." I began and smiled at the memory. "Nature is the greatest healer while water is the greatest reliever." I looked at him. "I used to be afraid of water. I would run away at the sight of streams or lakes. After Katherine was banished from Bulgaria, I was in a dark place. I missed her all the time. Then, my mother told me that all I had to do was to try and have the courage to trust the water to take away my worries. I cried at the thought of it but eventually when I went into the water, I realized that she was right." I smiled, shaking my head.
"We have been best friends ever since," I told him and he smiled at me, squeezing my hand.
"I trusted the water to take away my pain. You can trust me to take yours." I told him and he stared at me silently.
"I do trust you. I just don't trust myself." He replied honestly.
"But I trust you," I said and took a deep breath. "I really do," I assured him.
He said nothing. We sat there, staring lovingly at the other. The moonlight complimented his eyes, making him look more beautiful than he already was. His eyes flickered between my eyes and my lips and then he started to lean in, and I did nothing. Just froze there. As he closed in on the distance between us, I stopped him by putting my finger on his lips, "Damon..." I said in a low voice. "You're looking for a distraction," I told him and he shook his head, cupping my face in his hands.
"You're not a distraction, Rose." He said softly.
"But you love Elena." I let out and his eyes widened. "I'm not Elena, Damon." I smiled sadly.
"Maybe I'm not looking for Elena." He replied.
"Listen to me," I said and turned to him, touching our foreheads. "You're gonna kiss me when it's all over. When you really know what you want. Then, when you've figured it out and if it's me, you can kiss me all you want." I told him softly and kissed his cheek. He just sat there, watching me as I placed my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes, drifting into a dreamless sleep.
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The next morning, I woke up to the very familiar warmth of my bed. I took off the sheets and got off my bed. I freshened up and went downstairs to the kitchen because I was freaking starving!
I grabbed the ingredients that I needed to make a sandwich and began putting it all together. When it was all done, I grabbed a knife to cut the sandwich into two pieces and screamed when I accidentally cut my hand with it.
Within a second, Damon was before me checking my hand. "Do you sleepwalk or something, or are you really that self-harming? He asked me. To be honest, It was now for the fourth time this week that I had cut myself.
I just smiled innocently at him, "I'm just clumsy." I shrugged and he sighed.
He then bit into his wrist and offered it to me. "It's just a little scratch," I told him and made a disgusted face but he forced his wrist to my mouth. I took a mouthful of his blood and the familiar metallic taste entered my mouth.
"Demon." I mocked him, making a fake angry face at him for forcing me to drink his blood.
"Your welcome, cheeseball." He called me playfully as we sat on a sofa. Not again!
"You did not just call me that again. It was one time, Damon." I told him, taking a bite of my sandwich. Caroline had brought me these cheeseballs which I had eaten as if my life depended on them. Since then, Damon hasn't stopped mocking me about it.
"Well I did, Cheeseballs." He mocked me again. This time, I threw a pillow at him which caught him off guard and he looked at me with wide judgy eyes.
"Did you just throw a pillow at my pretty face? I'm hurt." He said, pouting a little.
"Well I did, Demon," I replied, air quoting what he had said to me previously....only to be received by a pillow to my face.
And then began our pillow fight. A 171-years-old vampire and a 532-years-old human were throwing pillows and screaming at each other. Until, Stefie decided to crash our party with Elena and Elijah, about who I had totally forgotten.
Elena looked at us with wide eyes while Stefan just shook his head and Elijah looked at us in amusement.
"Forgive me, Elijah. I wasn't aware that I had been living with five-year-olds." Stefan said and received a pillow to his face while Damon and I high-fived.
Elena burst out laughing while Elijah chuckled and Stefan playfully glared at us and then began another round of pillow fight between the three of us while Elijah and Elena laughed their asses off.
All of us forgot about Klaus, the reason we were here. And honestly, it felt great, but it was only the calm before the storm. Then, it all turned serious.
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We all now sat in the library with serious faces, the happy moments long gone. Elijah had just told us that Klaus might be planning on breaking the curse today. Damon was hell-bent on letting Bonnie die which Elena instantly dismissed.
"Alright, how do we break this curse?" Stefan asked Elijah.
"Well the ritual itself is relatively straightforward. The ingredients, so to speak, you already know." Elijah said.
"The moonstone." Elena and I replied at the same time.
"A witch will channel the power of a full moon to release the spell that's bound within the stone. After that, Klaus, being both werewolf and vampire, will sacrifice one of each." Elijah explained.
"And where do I fit into it?" Elena asked him.
"The final part of the ritual," Elijah replied and took out a small box. "Klaus must drink the blood of the doppelganger to the point of your death." He explained.
I squeezed Elena's hand assuringly while Stefan held her other. I had only met them ten days ago but they all had grown on me. I couldn't imagine the world without them.
"And that's where Elijah comes in," I said and nodded at Elijah to go on.
Elijah opened the chest and took out a small glass tube. "This is an elixir that I acquired five hundred years ago for Katerina. It possesses some mystical properties of resuscitation."
Elena looked at him confused. "So I'll be dead?"
"And then you won't," Elijah assured her.
"That's your plan? A magical witch potion with no expiration date?" Damon looked at him incredulously. "You want to come back to life, what about John's ring?" He asked.
"Those rings only work on humans. Doppelgangers are a supernatural occurrence. Odds are, the ring won't work." Elijah told him.
"I'll take those odds over your elixir." Damon snapped. "What if it doesn't work, Elena?" He asked Elena.
"Then I'll be dead." She replied honestly.
Damon looked at us all incredulously and strolled out of the room angrily. This time I decided not to follow him and let him cool out on his own.
"Do we know if Klaus has everything he needs to do this? Does he have a werewolf?" Elena asked Elijah.
"Klaus has been waiting to break this curse for over a thousand years. If he doesn't already have a werewolf, my guess is by tonight, he will." He answers and we all fell silent once again.
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I was sat in the library, reading a book when I heard loud noises from outside. I got up and ran outside to find Jenna pointing a crossbow at Ric.
"Ric?" Jenna questioned.
"Jenna, put the crossbow down, okay? It's me." He said trying to convince her but Jenna didn't believe him.
"Stay away from me."
Elena, Stefan and Damon soon emerged from the other end of the hallway.
"What's going on?" Elena asked.
"It's me, guys, I swear, okay? He let me go. Klaus let me go." Ric urged us to believe him.
"Prove it." Damon looked at him suspiciously.
Ric looked at Jenna. "Okay, uh, the first night you and I spent together, Jeremy walked in right when I was about to..." He began and my eyes went wide.
"Okay, it's him," Jenna yelled, cutting him off and lowering the crossbow.
"Why did he let you go?" I asked him.
"He wanted me to deliver a message. The sacrifice happens tonight." Alaric said and everyone looked at each other in panic.
Once we all got inside the living room, everyone started interrogating Ric. Damon had gone upstairs to his room and after a while, Elena had followed him.
In the middle of a conversation, Stefan's eyes widened and he sped upstairs instantly. I looked at Elijah confused.
"Damon forced Elena to drink his blood." He answered, making everyone's eyes go wide. We all ran upstairs to find Stefan with a wooden stick in his stomach. Elena sat by his side while Damon stood opposite them with his face all bloody.
"Get out of here!" Elena shouted at Damon and he left while Jenna grabbed some blood bags for Stefan. I waited until Stefan was okay and then ran out of the room to find Damon. I found him in the library along with Elijah. Elijah nodded at me and left. Damon took a sip of his bourbon as I walked over to him.
"You okay?" I asked him
"Why don't you go and make sure Stefan's okay? He snickered.
"You know what? I did. But you fucked up, Damon. And this time it is seriously messed up!" I told him, increasing my voice.
"Thank you." He said, putting his glass down and closing the distance between us. "For letting me know I fucked up. I didn't know that I did!" He told me sarcastically.
"You're not the big bad vampire that you pretend to be." I started, pointing a finger to his chest. "You just let your anger and paranoia take the best of you." I crossed my arms. "How many times will people forgive you, Damon? You have to stop acting out impulsively." I told him and sighed.
"Come on, you're coming with me to the grill." He said and grabbed my arm, making me roll my eyes his ignorance.
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We arrived at the grill and Damon ordered bourbon for the two of us. Sometimes later, Alaric arrived and sat beside me while Damon was seated on my other side.
"I'll have the same." He said to the waiter.
"I screwed up," Damon confessed.
"No shit Sherlock," I responded while Damon glared at me and Alaric chuckled.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, why so glum?" A heavily accented voice from behind us spoke and all our heads snapped in his direction.
A good looking British man stood there, smiling evilly as if he had just planned the destruction of the world. Could that be....?
"Ugh, Klaus, I presume," Damon spoke up before I could and Klaus grinned widely.
"In the flesh." He said and looked at me smiling.
He turned his eyes towards Alaric, "Thanks for the loaner, mate." Damon stood up angrily and I grabbed his arm before he could do anything stupid.
"Any reason you stopped by to say hi?" Damon fake smiled at him.
"I'm told you and your brother fancy my doppelgänger. Just thought I'd remind you to not do anything you'll regret." Klaus informed and Damon chuckled at the irony of the moment.
"Ha. Thanks for the advice. I don't suppose I could talk you into a postponement, by any chance, huh?" Damon asked him.
Klaus looked at him incredulously. "You are kidding?" He asked him and then turned towards me and Alaric. "He's kidding, right?"
"Nope," I said, popping the 'p'.
"I mean, come on, what's one month in the whole grand scheme of things?" Damon tried to joke but Klaus became serious instantly.
"Let me be clear...I have my vampire. I have my werewolf. I have everything I need. The ritual will happen tonight. So if you want to live to see tomorrow, don't screw it up." Klaus warned him and looked at me, "A pleasure to finally meet you, Rose." He smirked and I fake smiled at him.
"Can't say the pleasure's all mine," I replied. He gave us all one last glance and left.
"You think if I took his werewolf out of the equation, she might...Get over the fact that I tried to turn her into a vampire?" Damon asked and I rolled my eyes.
"I think it won't matter because you'll be dead," Alaric replied.
"But without the werewolf, he can't perform the ritual tonight, which means I would have bought her one month before the next full moon," Damon said.
"Are you that suicidal, Damon?" I asked him seriously. "You know what? Don't answer that. I'm going to the boarding house." I got up to leave when Damon grabbed my hand.
"Come on, we'll drop you off." He insisted and did so.
When I got out of the car, Damon and Alaric took off to god knows where. I walked to the door and was about to unlock it when a sharp pain erupted from the back of my head and all that accompanied was darkness.
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