I was sitting in my room, drawing. I had gone home like Damon told me and crashed as soon as I laid in bed. Drawing felt like an escape from my love life right now. I was just decorating the page with flowers and different plants. It was simple, but I liked to add a lot of detail.
I heard boots coming up the stairs. It's probably Uncle John. The asshole came in last night. Instead of finding Isobel, Stefan found John. John claimed he wanted to help us, but I didn't believe it for a second. I heard a knock from my bedroom door before it creaked open, revealing Damon. Great, not what I need right now.
I continued to draw as he closed my door and sat across from me on my bed. "Did you clear everything up with Elena?" He asked me. I didn't answer, continuing my drawing. I knew I was being petty; I probably didn't even have a reason to be. He was hurt last night and now I'm basically holding it against him. It's fine, sometimes it's fun to be petty. He groaned, "You're ignoring me now?" I remained silent as he shuffled to sit next to me.
I hate how good he smells. He brushed my hair back, planting a kiss on my cheek. He trailed kisses from my jaw to my neck; I tried my hardest not to give him a reaction of any kind. I dropped my pencil, putting my hand on his shoulder, as if I wanted more, but ended up siphoning him. He pulled away, a wince on his face. "That needs to stop," he said. I smiled a little, shrugging. "Answer my question. Did you clear everything up with your sister?"
"We did, but she ended up getting onto me about something else, so. . . no." I didn't want to tell him Elena thought he wasn't good for me. Because in my eyes he was perfect, he didn't need to change to fit Elena's standards.
"What did you fight about?" He shuffled closer, looking at my drawing.
"Nothing," I shook my head. "Did you kill that girl, Jessica?" I asked him. Only two vampires were left in town after Rose died. Stefan is obviously on his bunny diet, so that left Damon.
"Yea," he confirmed as I hummed in response. "You know what you should add?" He pointed to my drawing.
"What?" I raised my brows.
"A badass, sexy vampire," he smirked.
"So, Stefan?" I joked as his smirk vanished. He grabbed my pencil from my hand and scribbled all over my artwork. This little-"You bitch!" I lunged for him, pinning his wrists down as I straddled him.
"Ah, Ah, don't even-" I cut him off by siphoning him. His face contorting in pain before he eventually pushed me off. I breathed out a laugh as I landed next to him on my back. It was silent for a moment before he spoke up, "I'm sorry. For yesterday. I shouldn't have pushed you away. You were just trying to help." I don't think I've ever heard him say sorry.
"It's ok. I shouldn't have pressured you into saying how you feel."
"No, you thought talking about it would help. But I was being stubborn and not even hearing you out."
"It's ok," I mumbled. "But," I sat up, pointing a finger at him. "Don't think for a second that you are forgiven just yet. You're gonna have to do a lot of work to get back in my good graces."
"Of course, your highness," he joked, his signature eye roll coming right after. "Ok, c'mon, today is the day your Uncle John dies." He stood up, fixing his jacket.
My eyes widened as I sat up, "What, no, you can't-"
He rolled his eyes once more, "Oh relax, I'm just joking." I narrowed my eyes. "Ok, half joking. Now c'mon." He grabbed my arms, pulling me to stand up.
* * * *
"We just need answers. Please don't do anything stupid," I told Damon as we walked into the grill.
"Yeah, but stupid's so much more fun," he leaned in, whispering in my ear. I rolled my eyes at his response.
He tried walking away when I grabbed onto his arm, "Damon, I mean it. All I'm asking is you try to keep it together. I don't' necessarily feel like helping you bury someone today."
"Okay then," he agrees, sighing. We walk over to John who was talking with Jenna and Ric. "John, buddy." Damon plasters a smile. "How have you been?"
"I've been alright, Damon. It's good to see you," John lies as Damon fights to shoot him a glare.
* * * *
I was sitting at the bar waiting for Damon to question John. He had compelled the bartender to serve me drinks, and of course, how could I refuse? I heard a sigh as someone sat next to me. I looked over at Damon and he was beyond pissed. "What'd he say?"
"Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I threatened him and all he said was I needed to earn his trust. Like being in love with his niece isn't enough," he ranted, rolling his eyes. I fought back a smile at his words.
"Well. . . technically I'm not his niece so. . . the trust cancels out," I say, picking up my glass before he snatches it.
"Whatever," He mumbles, rolling his eyes and bringing the glass to his lips.
* * * *
I was talking to this girl from school who's in some of my classes while Damon was at the bar. I saw Jenna and the news lady walk past me towards Damon. "So my friend wants to meet you," I heard Jenna say, "Damon Salvatore, this is. . ."
"I know you," he says, glancing at News Lady. "The news lady."
"Yeah. Andie Star. Nice to meet you," she flashes her signature news smile. Gag. Damon didn't say anything, he just looked like he was uncomfortable. "Can I buy you a drink, Damon?" He looked over at me for a split second. I quickly looked away, not wanting him to see my tiny, TINY bit of jealousy.
"My glass is all full, Andie. Thank you," he forced a polite smile as he got up from his seat and walked over towards me. Andie glances at me for a second before looking away.
"Damon Salvatore rejecting a woman?" I smirk, taking a sip of my sprite.
"Ehh, I'm into someone else," he shrugged, leaning closer towards me.
I chuckled. "Don't think you're in my good graces just yet, Mr. Salvatore." I put my hand on his chest and pushed him away. He rolled his eyes, drinking the rest of his bourbon. My phone then started to ring. I took it out of my pocket and saw it was Stefan and answered the call. "Stef? What is it?"
* * * *
"Why am I just finding out about this now?" Damon asked me, stopping his pacing to stand in front of me. We were now in the bathrooms with the doors locked as I attempted to explain the situation. Stefan had told me Tyler's friend, Jules, kidnapped Caroline in exchange for Tyler. And Damon didn't know Tyler had triggered his curse.
"Stefan was worried that you-" I tried explaining but was cut off.
"That I would what? That I would kill him?" he raised his brows.
"Uh. . . yeah," I agreed.
"Of course. That's what needs to happen," he said.
"No, Damon. You can't kill Tyler. Do whatever you need to do to get Caroline back, just don't kill him," I pleaded.
"Why? He's a werewolf. He needs to die," Damon protested. "I'm willing to kill. It's a win-win."
"Look," I started, stepping closer to him. God, he smells good. Wait. Stop that. "If you killer Tyler, it's just gonna make it harder for us because Jules and her little pack will come after us. So please, just maybe don't kill him?" I grabbed onto his jacket, looking up at him. He stared down at me for a few seconds, eventually giving in.
"Fine." He rolled his eyes.
"Great," I said with a smile. "Now let's get Caroline." I started to walk towards the bathroom door when he tugged me back.
"Nope. You're not going," he said,
My smile dropped, "What, why?"
"Because I can't have anything happening to you," he said. His words practically made my insides melt and they made my cheeks grow warm.
"Well," I tried fighting back a smile. "You forgot I have a little trick of my own. Did you want me to show you?"
His eyes widened, "No, god, please no."
I let out a small laugh, rolling my eyes. "It doesn't even hurt that bad. Stop being such a baby. But if you let me come with you, then maybe you'll be in my good graces again."
He sighed, "Fine."
* * * *
When we got to the woods, we found out Stefan had beaten us here. He had Tyler with him to negotiate with Jules. According to Damon listening in on their conversation, Jules was still being a stubborn bitch. "My brother, the peacemaker," Damon smirked, announcing our presence as we stood in front of Jules, next to Stefan and Tyler. "Since Stefan got here before us, I'm gonna let him try it his way, before I resort to my way which is a little bloodier. So give us Caroline."
"Let go of Tyler," Jules stood her ground.
"Give us Caroline. Without a full moon, it's not an even fight, and you know it," Damon fired back. Jules stayed silent. "We will take you."
"I'm not so sure about that, tough guy." Jules put her fingers in her mouth, whistling. Werewolves came out holding stakes and other weapons as they surrounded us. "Let's try this again. Give us Tyler."
Damon looked at Tyler, "You heard her. Go" Damon nodded in Jules' direction. "Get over there." Tyler walked towards Jules, standing next to her.
"Which one of you killed Mason?" A guy asked.
"Uh, that'd be me," Damon said proudly. Idiot.
"Boys." The guy spoke again, pointing in Damon's direction. "Make sure that one suffers."
Damon fake smiled. "We can take 'em," he muttered,
"I don't know about that," I said, looking around us.
"Well, then. . ." Damon took off towards Jules as she dodged him. A werewolf ran towards me, attempting to bite me. I grabbed his arm, siphoning him until he dropped onto the ground. I turned around, another wolf coming at me. I put my hand up, giving him a headache, making him clutch onto his head, falling onto his knees. I felt some teeth sink into my shoulder. I groaned in pain and I reached for his arm, siphoning him till he was dead. I saw a wolf running towards Stefan, I flicked my wrist in his direction, his neck snapping into an awkward angle. I then heard a gun go off as I felt a wooden bullet pierce my skin.
I fell to the ground, holding my stomach where the wound was. I looked at my hand, blood coated my fingertips. I looked over at Damon who was also shot and Stefan was on the ground. Caroline was pinned to the trailer by Jules. It was getting hard to breathe because each time I breathed in it would hurt. I saw a wolf stand over Damon, about to pierce his heart when he dropped to ground, holding his head. The other wolves dropped as well, screaming and groaning in pain. I closed my eyes for a second, trying to focus on the voice talking. I think it was Luka's father.
"Rose, Rose, open your eyes," I heard Damon plead. I opened them as best I could, no matter how much I wanted to close them. "I need to get the bullet out, ok? This is gonna hurt, but you've been through it before, just don't close your eyes." I felt his fingers dig into the wound. I winced as pain soared through my body, tears leaking out from the corner of my eyes. "Ok, it's out." Damon quickly bit into his wrist and brought it up to my mouth. I swallowed a few drops, feeling the wound heal. Damon helped me sit up, then pulled me up stand. He put my right arm around his shoulders as his left held my waist, supporting my weight. We started to walk towards Caroline and Stefan.
"Are you ok?" I rasped out towards Caroline.
She nodded, "Yeah, yeah. I'm glad you're ok." I could tell she wasn't completely fine, but I would talk to her tomorrow about it. I just needed a shower, and a nap.
* * * *
Damon and I had finally made it to the boarding house. The blood had helped me walk semi-straight, but Damon was still worried I'd fall over. He helped me walk up the stairs towards his bedroom. I sat down on the bed, bending over to take off my boots. "Let me," I heard him say. He got down on his knees and took off my boots. He stood up, standing in front of me. "Arms up." I lifted up my arms as he pulled my shirt off as gently as he could. He helped me take off the rest of my clothes, and then started the water to fill up the tub. He stripped out of his clothes too, then added bubbles into the bath. He stepped into the tub, sitting against the wall of it, and then helped me in. I leaned my back into him, my head resting on his shoulder. "Bonnie and Elena are gonna have a sleepover at Caroline's, did you want to go?"
"If Elena is gonna be there, then no," I mumbled.
He chuckled, "We'll have our own sleepover then." I could already tell that stupid smirk was on his face.
"Gross."
And that is a wrap for this chapter! I'm sooooo sorry it took me so long. I know I always say I'm gonna try and update more, but like it never works out!!! But I hope you enjoyed it, even though it took forever to finish and publish it, but still i hope you liked it. Also I suck at writing fight scenes so i hope it somewhat made sense. And each time i write mushy stuff i gag because im highkey jealous but like im not at the same time but mostly jealous cuz i dont have a boyfriend. anyways comment vote all that idrk. but thank you for reading this chapter and i am so thankful for each of you lovely readers.