The Sacrifice

As I Lay Dying - 1

I had a grip on the bottle of alcohol and tried pulling it back from Ric.

It's been 2 days since the Sacrifice.

2 days since John and Jenna died.

And 2 days of Alaric drinking his ass off at the grill. 

We've been trying to go about our days as normal as possible. Without any supernatural threats.

And for me a normal day is training with Alaric, working at the grill, going to school. 

But it's Saturday which means there is no school, still have to work at the grill, but no training since Alaric is as he puts "currently not operating" 

He keeps a tight grip on the bottle and I reluctantly let it go, and he wastes no time in drowning in it. 

I sighed and went to fix a drink for another customer.

I've been staying with Elena and Jeremy, partly because Matt's been avoiding me and I just don't feel like facing him.

I've been helping around the house, taking on most of the stuff Jenna used to do. Like cooking.

Part of me is taking this on because I don't want to admit that she's gone. I mean she was my guardian for what? 3 weeks?

Not even a month and she's dead. Damn the universe, really doesn't want me to have parents. 

I hand over the drink to the costumer and pick up the phone when it rings seeing as it's Stefan.

"This better be a good reason for ruining a normal day" i say sarcastically

"Damon's dying" 

"That's a good reason"

I looked around for a second to make sure no one was hearing and whispered "What do you mean Damon's dying?" 

"Tyler bit him, we don't have much time" 

"What do you need?" 

"I need you to come keep an eye on him, he tried to kill himself this morning" 

I heaved a heavy sigh "Okay, Alaric and I are on our way" 

Alaric finally looked over, releasing the bottle of Jack, "What?" 

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Alaric and I drove down to the boarding house after I had to literally shove him in the car.

He's upstairs sobering up a little but also giving me some time alone with Damon.

I didn't really say anything when I got down to the basement. What do I even say? Sorry you're dying? 

I lean against the door of the cellar, my feet out in front of me as I draw with my finger on the ground.

Damon leans on his side of the door as well. "Why are you here?" He asked. I turn my head a little.

 "Because I care for you" Damon scoffs.

"Why? I killed Vicki. I killed Zach. Why?" I have to admit, their names catch me off guard. 

"Because I do Damon. You're a good guy" Damon chuckles.

"Don't start"

"Start what?" I question.

 "Elena tried the same thing. She wanted me to become a better person" I sigh and tilt my head. 

"The difference between me and Elena, Damon. Is that she wants you to become a better person.

But I know you already are. You saved Caroline, and I know you think you did it for Elena but a little part of you did it for yourself and for her. You care for Caroline to" 

Damon doesn't say anything, deciding to stay silent.

"You know what I also think?" I ask him as I get up and look at him through the slot.

"What?"

 "I think, the reason you kept Andie around, using her as your own personal blood bag. Is so you can remind yourself of who you think you are"

Damon doesn't say anything, and just lies there all silent.