"So how was your slumber party?" Damon asks, sounding only mildly interested. He's playing on my phone right now so his concentration is somewhere else. I think in Doodle Jump or something.
"Great, until I left at like seven in the morning. Caroline and Elena were very disapproving, and I think Bonnie wanted to blow me up. It's your fault they're mad." I sigh, stealing my phone away from him. He pouts and tries to take it back, but I pull it away from him again. "Why did you even want me to come Damon?"
"I was bored, and slightly lonely. I couldn't have invited better company." Damon smirks, trying to get on my good side.
"Compliments don't work on me Damon...gifts do though." I suggest, giving him a small smile. He rolls his eyes, dismissing my idea right away. He looks at me for a few moments, like really looks at me, and it startles me. It almost looks like he is guilty. "Is something wrong Damon?" I ask cautiously.
"You know that missing girl Jessica right?" I nod, not liking where this is going. "I killed her...I drained her blood, then buried her body in the woods. It was right after Rose and I was just so...broken. I didn't know what to do." Damon admits.
I stare at him for a few moments, not knowing how I should react. I take a deep breath, and look into his amazing blue eyes. "I promised you, and myself, I would never judge you. I'm not saying, I'm not pissed you killed some innocent girl because you were upset. I'm just saying, telling me things like this, it won't make me hate you. Or leave you Damon. I love you and I'm sticking with you, even if you sometimes make me want to run you over with a semi."
Damon grins, pulling me towards him. "God, I love you."
"Hey! You're not off the hook though buddy. You can't just kill people when you're upset. Promise me, if you ever feel like that again, you will come to me. Alright?" I demand, giving him a stern look.
"Alright, Ari. But, you have to agree to those same terms also."
"I don't kill people when I'm upset Damon. Even though I really want too." I smirk.
Damon sighs, "Not about that, about telling me when you feel broken like I did. I don't want you to feel like you're alone."
I smile at him lovingly, laying my head on his shoulder. "You're so sweet at times Damon Salvatore."
"Only because I love you Arianna Gilbert." he smiles back, running his hand through my hair.
"See? You're so sweet, like a big teddy bear." I tease.
"Did you just call me a teddy bear?" he clarifies.
"Yes, yes I did."
"I think you're the first person to call me that." Damon frowns not liking it.
"No one knows you like I do." I whisper, straddling him now. He looks at me, a mischievous look in his eyes. "Don't you dar-" I don't even get to finish my threat before he pushes me off the sofa. I scream, and land on the floor headfirst causing me to do a summersault.
I hear Damon laughing, and I very slowly turn my head towards him. He stops laughing instantly when he sees my glare. I stand up, my movements very precise and stalk towards him. "You did not just do that." I fume.
"I did though." he smirks, but I can see he is a little frightened of me. Good.
"I could have broken my neck and died Damon." I point out, knowing it's very unlikely but figuring I should bring it up anyway.
"I wouldn't let you break your neck Aria." Damon sighs, rolling his eyes.
"Do I even want to know what you two are talking about?" Ric questions, just like appearing in the room.
I look over at him frowning, "How did you get in? You're not a vampire now are you?"
Ric laughs, "I used the front door Aria, you were just too busy yelling at Damon to notice."
"Oh, that makes a lot more sense." I smile, giving him a small shrug.
"I think you should go home for a little bit Aria, maybe walk your dog or something." Damon suggests, standing up off the sofa.
"Okay...I have two objections to that statement. One, I want to hear whatever you're going to say. And two...I don't have a freaking dog!" I snap, still glaring at Damon. Now he's trying to hide more things from me.
Damon sighs, "Fine, but you better not start arguing with me."
"I make no promises." I answer, not backing down.
"Enough you two. What is it you want to tell me Damon?" Ric asks, getting fed up with our bickering.
"John Gilbert gave me this to kill Elijah, said you had to dip the dagger in some ash. Apparently it's ash from an old White Oak tree that dates back to the Originals. If there's any truth in that." Damon shrugs, handing the old looking dagger to Ric.
"You can't kill Elijah." I argue, ignoring what Damon said earlier. "He's not a threat to anyone. He's protecting us, he saved you, Stefan, and Caroline from the werewolves."
"He is a threat Aria, he's an Original. He wants you and Elena dead just as much as Klaus does. He's just being patient about it." Damon fires back, feeling no love for Elijah. How rude of him.
"John is probably lying anyway." I point out, praying John is for once.
"He could be Aria, John Gilbert is a weasel after all. Don't get all fired up yet." Damon smiles, before turning his attention back to Ric. "So, what are you up to today, Mr. Saltzmen?"
"Jenna invited me to her families lake house but somehow we both were roped into doing this historical society thing with the Lockwoods." Ric explains, causing me to frown. Jenna was gonna go to the lake house too? I know Elena and Stefan are there but I didn't know Jenna was planning on it too. Did they not want me there or something?
"Where Elijah is the guest of honor." Damon smirks, the wheels in his mind turning.
"Tell me you're not going to kill him at the tea party." Ric sighs, and I burst out laughing.
"Nice one Ric." I say in-between my laughs, giving Ric a pat on the shoulder.
"No." Damon denies instantly. "That would be stupid, I want to know his endgame before I kill him. But I do think it's time Elijah and I finally met." Damon answers, poking Ric with a pen. Where the hell did that pen come from?
"Oo, I need to get ready. Mrs. Lockwood only allows dresses, or skirts at these things. Plus I need to get all jazzed up for Elijah." I say the last part quickly, running upstairs before Damon has time to process what I said. I have no feelings for Elijah, even though he is majorly hot.
But, I am looking forward to seeing him. Is that wrong of me?
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"That is not casual Aria, that's for like a ball or something." Damon sighs, as we walk in the Lockwood mansion. Technically it's only for adults but I do love breaking the rules.
"Ugh, you're such a guy Damon. This dress is as casual as like wearing jeans or something." I roll my eyes, can't believe he's hating on my dress. (Pic of her dress on side.)
"Fine, whatever you say Ari. But I must admit, it does look very good on you." he grins.
I laugh, and loop my arm through his. "Everything looks good on me Damon."
"Damon? Aria? What are you two doing here?" Jenna demands walking up to us. Based on her frown, I'm guessing she thinks we're up to something. Which we kind of are.
"Ric invited us, well, told us about it. I forced Damon to go with me...I love learning about history and shit like that." I smile, giving Jenna a small shrug. Damon gives Jenna a small smile before pulling me away.
"History and shit? Really Aria?" Damon questions, smiling a little.
"I don't know, sounded better in my head." I answer, I look to my right, spotting Elijah and Mrs.Lockwood talking. I nudge Damon, pulling him over in that direction.
"Damon." Mrs.Lockwood smiles, coming up to Damon and giving him a hug. Wow I feel so loved...
I turn my attention to Elijah, giving him a big grin. "Li Li." I speed over to him, giving him a hug. He laughs at the nickname I made up for him, and gives me a small hug in return.
"Hello Aria, you look very beautiful in that dress." he smiles, causing me to blush slightly. It's the accent! I swear I have no feelings for him.
Suddenly I am being pulled to another persons chest, having a large arm wrap around me. I look up at Damon's pissed face and know he didn't like that little exchange between Elijah and I. Ugh, Damon gets so jealous. But then again, so do I.
"I don't think we've met, I'm Damon Salvatore. Such a pleasure to meet you." Damon smiles, a very forced, pissed off one, but he still smiles and holds out his hand to Elijah.
Elijah does not return the smile but shakes Damon's hand anyway. "The pleasure is all mine."
"Aw, look at you two, being all formal." I tease, and they both shoot me a glare. I raise my hands up in innocence and take a step back, trying to hide from there glares.
"Carol I think we're going to have a little chat in private, hope you don't mind." Damon states, grabbing my hand and pulling me to an office to the side. Elijah follows us in, quietly shutting the door behind us.
"What can I do for you Damon?" Elijah asks, sounding bored.
"I was hoping we could have a word." Damon smirks, helping himself to the drinks.
"Where is your sister?" Elijah questions, looking over at me.
I shrug, "Off on a little getaway with her boyfriend."
"They have to lay low, you know? A bit of a werewolf problem." Damon adds, sarcastically.
"Oh yeah, I heard about that." Elijah nods.
"I'm sure you did, since it was your witch who saved the day." Damon glares, but still has a smirk on his face. Seriously Damon? Just be nice for once.
"He means thank you Elijah." I smile, causing Damon to shoot me another glare.
"I'm confused, why are you here?" Damon questions, leaning against the table.
"Why don't you stay focused on keeping Aria and Elena safe. And leave the rest to me." Elijah smirks, turning around to head out the door. Damon speeds in front of him, shaking his head.
"Not good enough." Damon sighs, sounding annoyed.
"Damon." I hiss but it's already too late, he's pissed off Elijah. Elijah's hand closes around Damon's throat and Elijah pushes him up against the wall. Damon tires to wrap his hand around Elijah's throat but it doesn't work too well. Elijah grabs Damon's wrist, bending it away from him. Damon groans in pain, looking shocked at how strong Elijah is.
"You young vampires...so arrogant." Elijah mutters, letting go of Damon's wrist. "How dare you come in here and challenge me."
"Elijah, he's just hormonal right now. It's that time of the month for him." I say nervously, not liking where things are going.
"You can't kill me, it's not part of the deal. Plus Aria would be mad, you seem to have a soft spot for her." Damon growls, being his normal arrogant self. Can't Damon just apologize and admit he was wrong?!
"Kill you?" Elijah smirks, and I get a really bad feeling about this. Elijah moves quicker than I can see, and stabs something into Damon's neck. Damon cries out and pulls int out of his neck, putting his hand over the bleeding wound. I look at the object and see it's a pencil.
"Damon." I yell, running over to him. I rub my hand on his back, hoping to comfort him. I glare up at Elijah not liking the way he handled that.
"I'm an Original, show a little respect." Elijah comments, holding out a white handkerchief for Damon. I grab it out of his hand, and put it over Damon's neck.
"I think you should get out Elijah." I command, not happy at all with the Original. Respect my ass.
"The moment your boyfriend ceases to be useful to me, he is dead. So make sure he does what I ask, keep you and your sister safe." Elijah smirks, disappearing out the door.
"You seriously like this dude Aria?" Damon frowns, still holding his neck.
I look at the door, frowning along with Damon. "I thought I did..."
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"Today was a bust." Damon groans, taking a sip of his bourbon. I nod my head, and snuggle deeper into his chest. We're both on the recliner, so I am snuggled up on his lap.
"Yeah...how is the throat?" Ric asks, sitting on the couch across from us. Aw that's so cute, he cares about Damon.
"Sore." Damon sighs.
"Elijah is one scary dude...but with nice hair." Ric comments.
"Yes! Oh my God his hair is amazing, how does he keep it so perfect?" I wonder, and I'm pretty sure Ric is wondering the same thing. Ric is about to respond to me but Damon's glare shuts us both up. We're like naughty little kids getting scolded by their father.
"You want another one?" Ric asks, holding his hand out for Damon's drink. It isn't gone, so I quickly finish it, handing the glass over to Ric. Ric gives me a disproving look but doesn't say anything.
"He's going to be hard to kill." Damon mumbles, talking about Elijah.
"Yeah, I'd think twice about trusting that dagger with some ash to kill him. You're going to need more info." Ric answers.
"I'm out of sources." Damon argues, glaring at Ric. Ric shrugs, holding up his hands in innocence. Ric pulls out his phone, sighing at the text he sees. "Sorry guys, I got to run. I have to go pick up Jenna...don't worry I'll let myself out." Before I even have a chance to say goodbye, he's already running towards the door. Guess he is happy to get away from us.
"It's just us now." I smirk, looking up at Damon.
"Mmm, it is." he agrees, leaning down. Our lips only meet for a second before we hear a loud crash by the front door. Damon and I both jump up, sharing a nervous look.
We jog over to the front door, and I cry out in horror at what I see. Ric has a stake protruding from his lower abdomen.
"Ric?!" I cry as he falls to the ground, clearly in a lot of pain.
"Aria look o-" I spin around in time to see a guy standing in front of me with a baseball bat. Before I can even try to fight him off, he swings the bat hitting me right in the head. I scream, and stumble over to the wall, trying to get the world to stop spinning.
"Aria!" Damon yells worried but he has troubles of his own. Some guy is on his back, stabbing a syringe into Damon's neck. I'm guessing it's filled vervain. I shake my head, and slide to the floor.
My eyes start to get droopy and the pain in my head increases. The last thing I see, is Damon falling to the floor.
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I am woken up by a slap to my face. That's always pleasant, isn't it?
My eyes immeaditly snap open, and I try to jump up but something is holding me back. I blink a few times so I can see clearly, and see I am tied to a chair. I hold back my sigh, I'm sick of being tied to things.
"Aria? Are you alright?" Damon questions, causing my eyes to snap towards him. I gasp at how terrible he looks, and the fact we are surrounded by about five people.
Damon is chained to a chair also, but there is like some spiked collar around his neck. The spikes are wood...and they're digging into his neck. Blood is all over Damon's neck, making my heart drop. I hope he is not in a lot of pain right now.
"Hi, I don't think we've met. I'm Jules." a blond woman smirks, standing in front of me. I'm pretty sure she is holding a rifle...
"I know who you are, and frankly, I really have no desire to meet you. You're just a psychotic werewolf bitch, who tortures innocent people." I growl, glaring at her. She looks at me for a moment, before slapping me again. My head whips to the side, and I'm pretty sure my lip is bleeding.
"Don't you dare touch her." Damon seethes, fighting against his restraints. The collar is digging into his neck but he doesn't seem to care.
"I'm going to ask again Damon, where is the moonstone?" Jules demands, and, unless I am hallucinating from the hit to the head, her nails grow longer. That's just...eew.
"I'm going to tell you again Blondie, go screw yourself." Damon answers, making me a smile a little on the inside. Jules shakes her head, before taking those long ass nails and digging them into my face. I cry out in pain, feeling blood start to run down my face.
"Aria?!" Damon yells, sounding worried. "I'm going to kill you." Damon states, giving Jules a deadly look.
"Girl, you need to get your nails cut." I comment, giving her a fake pleasant smile. Blood drips onto my teeth, and I feel slightly disgusted.
Jules rolls here eyes, walking over to the fireplace. "I thought you would tell me the information I needed if I was threatening your girlfriend...but I guess you don't love her as much as I thought." Jules says, taking something out of the fireplace. My eyes widen when I see the hot poker in her hands, not good. So not good. "Maybe you just need a little more motivation." she smirks, walking back over to me.
"What are you doing?" Damon demands, his eyes nervously going between me and the hot poker.
She continues to advance towards me, and I really start to get nervous. "Please don't do this." I whisper, staring at the hot poker in dread. She just gives me a grin before pressing the poker to my arm.
I let out a pain filled scream, feeling my skin burn underneath me. "Stop!" I cry, not knowing how much longer I can take it. I hear Damon yelling and cursing but everything is starting to get quieter. Just when I am about to pass out she finally removes the poker.
I look down at the raw flesh, tears streaming down my face. I can see my bone...I can literally see my bone right now. All I feel is pain, terrible, terrible pain. I let out a loud sob, not knowing what else to do.
"I'm going to fucking murder you." Damon growls, the angriest I have ever seen him.
"Unless you want your girlfriend to be fried, tell me where the moonstone is." Jules glares, still holding the hot poker.
"Looking for this?" Elijah smirks, leaning against the doorframe holding the moonstone. He walks into the living room, shooting me a worried look. He places the moonstone down on the table, taking a few steps back. "Go ahead take it."
One of the werewolves start to run towards it but Elijah flies in front of him, ripping his heart out. The other two try to run away but they don't get far. Elijah pulls out there hearts, one in each hand.
Jules runs away, while the other young werewolf boy just stands there like an idiot. I'm trying to take deep breaths right now to ease the pain but it's not helping.
"What about you sweetheart?" Elijah asks, making me laugh a little on the inside. I do not have enough energy to laugh on the outside right now. "Where's the girl?" Elijah looks at Damon who has a murderous look in his eye. Damon shakes his head, telling Elijah she got away. "It doesn't really matter." Elijah smirks, before punching the boy so hard it snaps his neck. Wow...that was impressive.
Elijah quickly takes off Damon's chains, and the collar. Damon appears in front of me, untying the ropes quicker than I can comprehend. As soon as they are untied, Damon pulls me into his arms, biting into his wrist. For once I accept it eagerly, gulping the blood down. As soon as Damon pulls his wrist away, I feel a lot better. My arm and head still hurt but his blood brought it down to a dull throb.
Even though I'm not in pain anymore, I still curl up to Damon, a sob escaping me. He wraps his arms around me tighter, running his hand through my hair. "I'm so sorry Ari." he whispers, even though it's not his fault.
I cling on to him worried that if I let go, I'll suddenly be tied back to that chair. I vaguely hear Ric waking up in the background but both Damon and I ignore him.
"Can you take me up to your room? I kind of just want to sleep." I mumble, my headache starting to increase, sadly.
Damon smiles, picking me up gently. Ric gives me a worried look as I pass by but doesn't say anything. Damon uses his vamp speed to get to his room, setting me down on the bed.
He lays down next to me, wrapping his arm around me. I cuddle up next to him, just wanting to feel safe.
"I'm so sorry this happened to you again, Aria." Damon apologizes for the second time.
"It's not your fault." I shrug, speaking quietly for once in my life.
"It is though, if you were't MY girlfriend, Jules wouldn't have done that to you." Damon flinches, even though that still doesn't justify why he blames himself. It was my decision to be his girlfriend, I knew the danger of it.
I know the danger of it...
I give him a light kiss on the cheek. "You'll stay with me right?"
"I wouldn't dream of leaving you baby." he answers, causing me to blush even in my current state. What can I say? It's sexy when he calls me baby.
"Love you Damon."
"Love you too Ari."
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Hey guys, sorry for the short chapter :(
Hoped you guys enjoyed it though.
So I've decided to tell you five things about me since it's chapter 39...I think...and you know nothing about me. I'm not going to tell you my actual name or where I live...that would be creepy. Not the name but I just don't want my friends to know it's me writing it for sure. Sorry. Anyways-
1- My favorite band is Maroon 5. I am in love with Adam Levine. My other favs are OneRepublic, Imagine Dragons, The Fray, and Bastille.
2- I am only 14, I am starting my freshman year in High School this year. I was a little nervous about telling you guys this since, I'm young for Wattpad. Hope you guys don't mind.
3- My favorite TV shows are: TVD, Supernatural, Pretty Little Liars, The 100, Reign, and The Originals.
4- Uh...I play softball, volleyball, and basketball. I prefer softball since I have been playing it for 8 years now I think.
5- Lastly, I have two dogs, no siblings. One is a Chihuahua/Terrier mix and the other is a Lab/Great Dane mix.
Keep commenting and voting :)
Can't believe how many votes I have, didn't think anyone would like this story lol.