Note: I decided to give into temptation and try not to think of the guilt as much as possible. Enjoy! Oh one thing! There is no sex but there is sensual dancing and stuff part so that's why it's rated M but if you think it should be a T instead, mention it in your review or message me!
I was bored. Again. I left the boarding house to see if there was something interesting to do. I went and seduced a few teenage girls for blood…and other things and I got bored after compelling them into forgetting about me and going home so I went to see what the secret council was doing but that was a great regret. The sheriff kept talking about her worry about the town and her daughter, Caroline, and how we should work harder to kill the vampires and blah blah same old, same old so I was out of there before the fat lady sang. I didn't know what to do anymore so I decided to pay Elena as visit to see what exciting things she was doing (though the word exciting would be out of the question). I arrived in my amazing car and knocked on her door.
Elena answered. She frowned when she saw me.
"What do you want?" she asked.
"Good afternoon to you too, darling. I'm happy to see you as well." I said with fake happiness.
She rolled her eyes. "Good afternoon, Damon. What do you want?"
"Can't I visit my favorite person in the whole world?"
I cut her off by slipping past her to step into the house.
"Why don't you come inside?" she asked sarcastically with a sigh. I went into the kitchen and looked around.
"I would offer you coffee but I'm sure you don't-"
"Coffee will be fine, thanks."
She stared at me, surprised then she shook her head and slipped past me to make me a cup.
"So how have you and my brother been working out?" I asked, going over to sit down on the table.
She gave me a look. "Why do you want to know?"
"It's called conversation." I said with a shrug.
She scoffed. "You suddenly want to do conversation? Well something smells fishy."
"You should probably clean the house better." I suggested, smirking.
She gave me a glare. I held up my hands in mock defense.
"Kidding. Can't people have humor these days?"
She got me my coffee and almost slammed the cup in front of me.
"You wouldn't make a good waitress." I teased, bring the cup up to my lips and taking a sip.
"Alright what are you really doing here?" she demanded, annoyed.
"Do all your guests need a good reason to be here?"
"Then nothing. I'm just here. The end."
She opened her mouth to protest when her aunt called her from upstairs.
"Elena you promised me you'd clean up your room after dinner!"
"I'll do it later! I'm with a friend!" Elena called back.
"It's no problem. You should obey your elders."
I gave her my flirty smile and she just rolled her eyes.
"Fine but just don't break anything or bite anyone." she mumbled and she left the kitchen.
"I'll try to contain myself!" I called as I heard her going up the stairs. I heard her curse something under her breath and I couldn't help but chuckle. I finished my coffee a moment later and I decided to walk around and check out the Gilbert house. I looked around in every room downstairs and I was about to die for the second time in my life when I came to find something that caught my eye. It was the kitchen calendar. I looked over every date and sticky note it had on it. I raised en eyebrow when a tiny barely readable handwriting on today's date said that it was Jeremy's birthday. I wonder how old he turned.
Just then, Elena came into the kitchen.
"You're still here?" she asked, surprised.
"I surprised I'm still too but I was just on my way." I turned a smirk on her. "Thanks for your hospitality."
I walked out of the kitchen and I opened the front door and headed for my car. I heard Elena close the door after me. I was surprised that Elena's brother, Jeremy, was arriving on foot, hooded up and his white headphone wires visible hanging in front of his jacket.
"Happy birthday." I called. He didn't seem to hear me and I rolled my eyes when I knew why. His music was blasting through his headphones. I could hear every word on the song perfectly. I went up to him and pulled his hoodie down. He turned around, wondering who it was. I waved at him. He frowned and took off his headphones.
"I said happy birthday." I said.
He snorted. "Funny."
I raised an eyebrow. "What is?"
He narrowed his eyes at the house.
"You're the only one who remembered my birthday and you're not even part of my family."
He frowned this time. "Nobody remembered your birthday? What's the calendar for then if they don't even look at it?"
"Ah so that's how you know."
He watched me for a moment and I found myself feeling…shy as those dark eyes stared at me. Like if he was looking through my soul. For a moment I felt venerable.
"I'll be going now. Nice seeing you, Damon." I said quickly and turned to head to the door. I felt him grab my arm though it wasn't roughly. I turned to look at him, surprised.
"Sorry kid, I'm not letting you cut yourself off from the world on your birthday." he said seriously.
I stared at him. I looked down at his arm and then back at him.
"What do you have in mind?"
He simply smirked.
"You want me to drink?" I asked, shocked as Damon ordered two shots of Whiskey.
Damon patted the seat next to him as he sat down. I hesitated but sat down. The bartender looked at Damon then at me.
"How old is he?" he asked Damon seriously.
Damon stared intently at the man. "We're celebrating his 21st birthday."
The men stared blankly at Damon for about two seconds before he nodded.
"Two shots coming right up." he said and turned around to pour the drinks. Damon turned to look at me. "How old do you really turn?"
"I remember when I was your age."
"Was it a good memory?"
He snorted. "Nope"
He popped the p.
"What went wrong?" I asked, curiously.
He shrugged. "Life was wrong."
"What do you mean?"
He paused and looked at me. He gave me a smirk. "I'll tell you when you're older."
I snorted. The bartender came and gave us our drinks. Damon passed me mine and held his drink in the air.
"To a shitty life." he said.
I held my drink up and bumped the edge of my glass with his.
"To a shitty life." I agreed and swallowed the shot. I grimaced at the burn in my throat.
"Another two." Damon told the bartender.
"Can I ask you something?"
He nodded and looked at me, waiting.
"Why did you want to hang out with me? I'm sure someone like…you has better things to do. I mean my family obviously doesn't think I'm important enough to remember my birthday."
"First off, what do you mean exactly about "someone like me"?"
I blushed. I don't know why but I did. I cleared my throat. His eyebrows seem to raise up to his hairline by my reaction.
"I mean that someone like…you who I'm sure has lots of money and can have any girl she wants."
He stared at me blankly then he began to laugh. He. Began. To. Laugh. I frowned at him as he continued. He calmed down after a few seconds and looked at me.
"You're growing on me." he said. Swallowing the shot the bartender laid down.
"Should I be happy?" I asked.
"Yes. You going to drink that?" he asked pointing at the drink. I shook my head. He grabbed it and swallowed the liquid.
"Alright so I didn't want you to just stay in your house because it's not right to do that on your birthday. You can do that everyday but not on that day."
I nodded, taking in everything he said.
"And plus it's not right that they didn't remember today. They have no excuse."
I nodded, looking down at the empty glass. "True."
He nodded. "But it's their problem. You enjoy today."
He nodded. "Yeah."
We stayed in silence for awhile.
"Alright this is not fun anymore, let's go." Damon said suddenly and he slapped down a fifty dollar bill on the table and motioned for me to follow.
I got up and followed after him quickly. We headed to his car and I was going over to the passenger seat.
"Hold it." he said. I stopped and looked at him. He motioned for me to come over. I hesitated.
"Don't make me come get you." he warned. I went over. He held up his car keys.
"Where ever you want to go." he said and grabbed my hand, placing the keys inside it and walking over to the passenger side.
I stared down at the keys in shock. I glanced over at him.
"But I don't have a driver's license." I protested.
He got into the car. He didn't answer me.
"The cops might stop us." I added.
"I'll handle the cops now get in." he said determined.
"And I drank alcohol."
"One small shot."
"Who knows how intoxicated I am!"
"Boy, I'm not an patient person! Do you want to drive or not?"
I swallowed and looked the car over. I totally do. I looked back at Damon.
"But what about Elena?"
He rolled his head lazily to the side to look at me. "Fuck. Elena."
I smiled. "I imagine Stefan already has."
I opened the door and got in.
On the highway (Damon):
"Your sister is going to have my head for dinner." I mumbled.
It's been 3 hours on the highway. Every time I asked Jeremy where we were going, he would smirk. Half an hour passed. I glared over at him.
"This is my car and if you don't tell me where you're taking us, I'm taking us back, even if I have to knock you out and throw you in the trunk!"
"Trust me, Damon! I promise you'll have fun!"
I glared at him again.
"I promise." he repeated.
"Mmmhm. Being with you is the most fun thing I've ever done."
That must have hurt him because he didn't say anything until we got off the high way about an hour later.
The sun was setting over the mountains now. By my guessing, I would say we were in the state of North Carolina. Jeremy drove down confidently to our mystery place. That's when my cell began to ring. I had an idea who it was. I took out my cell. 5 points for me. I looked over at Jeremy who took the car to the side. I pressed the answer button and pressed it to my ear.
"What's up, baby cakes?" I greeted.
"Damon, my brother is missing! Have you seen him?" Elena's scared voice asked hopefully. I glanced at Jeremy from the corner of my eye. He was begging with his eyes not to rat him out.
"No I haven't but knowing him at that age, I'm sure he'll show up soon." I said.
She paused. "I hope you're right. Okay so thanks, Damon. Bye."
I hung up.
Jeremy was smiling as I turned to look at him. I frowned. "What?" I mumbled.
"Thanks for not telling her the truth."
"Let's just drive to where you want and we'll be out of there in an hour so we can arrive back at Mystic Falls before midnight."
His face fell. "An hour?"
"An hour." I repeated.
He stared at me in silence. I senses his strong disappointment. Made me want to know even more about where we were going.
"Fine, it will depend on where we are going, alright?"
His expression didn't change. He looked straight ahead.
"Well?" I insisted.
"The Shadow Dance club." he mumbled.
Pause. "A nightclub?"
He nodded. "Yeah."
I rubbed my hand on my face. "And what's so special about this place? Considering we drove a couple of hours."
"One of the closest and biggest nightclub I know."
"Wait, you've been here before?"
"Once when Vicky was alive."
We stayed in silence. I thought hard about this.
"Well it is your birthday." I mumbled. He glanced over. I looked at him.
"Let's go then."
"So how long are we going to stay?"
I shrugged. "How much you want."
"What about Elen-"
I cut him off with a look.
"Fuck Elena." he said and drove off with a small smirk on his face.
The club looked better than the last time I saw it. There was A LOT of people and it was a miracle we were able to find an empty spot in the parking lot.
We got off and locked the door. We closed the top and we headed to the entrance. My eyes widened when I took in the line.
"I'll take care of this." Damon said and walked over to the guard with the clipboard in hand. I watched as the guard looked at Damon. The guard suddenly had a blank look and he took off the red rope that blocked the entrance to the club. What in the world…? Damon turned and motioned for me to come. I snapped out of it and I ran after him.
Inside was a mess of tangling dancing bodies and the pounding of music. I went behind Damon and grabbed the edge of his leather jacket as I followed him through the dance floor. I winced as I felt the brush of hands on my ass. I was grateful when we were out of there and went to the side. He stopped and turned around. I stared at him in confusion. His eyes held mischief. He leaned down and place his lips next to my ear.
"Dance?" he asked.
He leaned away and my eyes widened.
"But I'm a guy! Wouldn't you rather dance with a girl from here?" I yelled.
He shrugged. "I don't like the idea of leaving an innocent sixteen year old alone in a place like this."
I narrowed my eyes. "I'm not innocent."
"If you say so. Now do you wanna dance with me or not?"
I stared at him for a moment, thinking about this.
"Fine." I agreed. What could it hurt, right?
Enjoy the Silence by Anberlin started to play in the club.
Note: Sensual part starts form here! If you don't like to read this kind of stuff, skip and search for the next note!
"Turn around." Damon said.
"Huh?" I asked, not sure if I heard right.
Damon rolled his eyes and turned me around. I gasped when I felt his arms wrap around my waist. I blushed like a school girl. We shouldn't be doing this! We shouldn't be doing this! I was ridged in Damon's arms. I didn't have the courage to look up at the people around us.
"Relax." Damon whispered in my ear. I closed my eyes and breathed in through my nose. I felt a little lightheaded.
Words like violence break the silence. Come crashing in, into my little world. Painful to me, pierce right through me. Can't you understand? Oh my little girl. All I ever wanted, all I ever needed is here in my arms. Words are very unnecessary, they can only do harm.
My eyes snapped open when Damon began to move his front with my behind and his lips brushing the side of my neck. My hands went on top of his on my waist.
"We…have to stop." I panted out.
He didn't respond. His lips stayed on my neck and trailed up and down. Then his nose ran along my neck and I swore I heard him inhale deeply.
Vows are spoken, to be broken. Feelings are intense, words are trivial. Pleasure remains, so does the pain. Words are meaningless, unforgettable. All I ever wanted, all I ever needed is here, in m arms. Words are very unnecessary. They can only do harm. He placed a small kiss on the side of my neck. I felt my eyes flutter when he kissed a spot was one of my most sensitive.
"Jackpot." I heard him mumble. He kept on placing small kisses there and I let my head roll to the side to give him better access.
I opened my eyes a little and saw on one was staring at us like I had expected. They were dancing with their partners, minding their own business. That's when one of my most favorite songs, System by Chester Bennington, began to play. I turned around in his arms. Damon looked down at me, wondering what I was about to do. I wasn't so short so I took the opportunity to wrap my arms around his neck, moving my hips from side to side, my eyes holding his. Damon smirked and placed his hands on my hips. I felt like a high school couple but I didn't care.
You feel away. What more can I say? The feelings evolved. I won't let it out. I can't replace your screaming face. Feeling the sickness inside. Why won't you die? Your blood in mine. We'll be fine then your body will be mine.
One of Damon's hands left my hip and held the side of my face. My eyes widened. Damon searched my eyes for a moment, waiting to see if I wanted to stop him. I swallowed when I realized I didn't want to stop him. Damon slowly leaned down. I let out a shaky breath when his lips brushed mine. I closed my eyes.
So many words can't describe my face. This feeling's evolved, so soon to break out. I can't relate to a happy state, feeling the blood run inside. Why won't you die? Your blood in mine, we'll be fine. Then your body will be mine.
I began to respond to his soft kiss. When Damon saw I wasn't having second thoughts, he deepened the kiss into something hotter. I felt his tongue touch my bottom lip in permission. I let him have it. I opened my mouth slightly, afraid. You think I would have gotten use to this or something since I did it with Vicky but Damon wasn't Vicky and Damon wasn't…female.
Why is everything so fucking hard for me? Keep me down to what you think I should be! Must you tempt me and provoke the ministry? Keep on trying, I'll not die so easily. Why is everything so fucking hard for me? Why is everything so fucking hard for me? Why won' you die? You blood in mine. We'll be fine. Then your body will be mine…
After a moment, I got the confidence and I slide my tongue against his. We made out for awhile, taking a break every few seconds to breath.
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"I think we should go now." Damon said. I couldn't help but let out a small pout.
Damon looked down at his watch. "It's 11:09."
I gasped. "Oh shit! Elena is going to be pissed!"
"Be scared while we walk back to the car." he said and began to push me to the entrance we came through.
Back on the highway (Damon):
I took the car this time to drive faster. Thankfully we didn't run into any suspicious police again. By the time we saw the sign welcoming us to Mystic Falls, it was 3:25 in the morning. I could use compulsion on Elena but then I'm sure Stefan would be with her. Few minutes later I parked the car in front of the Gilbert residence. Elena was sitting on the bench on her porch with my annoying saint of a brother next to her. Another five points for me.
Elena gasped and got up, running over to us as I turned off the car and got out. Jeremy got out too and I heard him groan when he saw Elena and Stefan coming towards us.
"Oh my god, Jere! You're back!" Elena said running up to him and giving him a hug. Jeremy tensed in her arms and didn't hug back. Elena turned to me while Stefan glared at me.
"Where was he?" she asked.
Jeremy and I looked at each other for a second. I turned back to look at Elena.
"He was walking around. Hanging out like a normal teen."
Elena frowned at me and then at her brother. "Would a normal teen be "hanging out" until 3 something in the morning?"
I shrugged. "Cut him some slack. If I was him, I'd rather be out here than in there."
"Damon!" Stefan growled. Elena placed a hand on his arm in reassurance.
"Especially when people don't remember my birthday." I said the last part firmly. Elena's eyes widened and she opened her mouth but no words came out. She slowly turned to her brother.
"It's…" she trailed off. Jeremy rolled his eyes.
"It doesn't matter anymore. It's too late." he mumbled and began to walk towards the house.
"Jeremy!" Elena called but the kid didn't stop his pace.
"Well it was nice seeing you again, Elena. Call me when you get tired of the guy next to you." I teased and got back in my car. Elena looked like she wanted to stop me but she didn't. Stefan placed a hand on her shoulder and they both watched me drive away.
I felt so pissed. Elena acted like she cared for me which I know was bullshit. She didn't care of anybody but herself. She always had and always will.
"Jeremy!" I heard Elena call from downstairs. I locked my room door and sat down on the bed. Elena knocked on my door but I ignored her.
"Jeremy, I'm really sorry. I'll make it up to you! I promise!"
"There's nothing in the world." I mumbled. Elena knocked for a few seconds, hoping I would answer her. She gave up a moment later and I heard her head down stairs.
I jumped and looked up. Damon was standing inside my room, looking at me seriously.
"Hey." I said and went up to him. Damon stroked my cheek.
"You came back." I whispered.
He smirked. "I needed to hear my rightful thank you."
I frowned a little, wondering if he was serious.
He chuckled. "Kidding. I came for…this."
He leaned down and kissed me. I responded quickly. I could get use to this.
We kissed for a moment and we pulled away.
"I have to go." he said and gave me one last peck before turning away and heading for the window.
"When will I see you again?" I called.
He paused and turned to me. "In your dreams."
He smirked and when I blinked, he was gone. I touched my lips with the tips of my fingers, remembering his kisses. I sighed. I had fallen in love with Damon Salvatore.
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