I look up at him completely lost for words. Then as quickly as I looked up, I look right back down across to the joining couch. That’s where my focus will be. I hear him pouring something into a glass. Then, he motions around to sit next to me and hands me a glass of water.
“That look says that you’ve just had it out with my little brother. Water?” he holds the glass out to me.
“We had a fight. It wasn’t pretty.” I almost whisper taking the glass from him and catch his eyes. Those should really be illegal.
“Obviously, or you wouldn’t be sitting in here.’ he says assessing me. “ Tell me.”
Looking up at him, “Tell you what?”
“What has you cooped up with my brother in his version of rehab?” He blinks.
“Obviously it’s not from an injury of some kind.” I say
“Everyone has their addictions. What are yours, if you don’t mind me asking.” he says bluntly.
“If you don’t mind, I’d like to not talk about it, thank you.” I say looking anywhere but at him. He’s seriously distracting and I’m barely holding it together as is.
“I’m Damon, by the way, the non-broody brother.” he says smiling a crooked smile.
“I’m sure that can be proven different.” I say desperately trying to contain myself.
“You’re willing to prove me wrong?” he asks with his smile on full display. That smile. Why does it distract me so much? Hell, everything about him is distracting. I need to distance myself before I do something I’ll horribly regret later on.
“I should be going back to my room. If Stefan’s looking for me, I don’t want him to find me in here.” I say rising from the couch. That’s a good excuse, right?
Grabbing my arm gently, he says, “ You haven’t even told me you’re name. I, mean I can’t walk around here saying “Hey you” all the time, can I? What’s your name?”
“ My name is Kitana, but I prefer Kit.” I whisper. What is wrong with me? He’s just another guy, talk!
As his hand moves from my forearm to my hand he says, “Ki-ta-na” testing my name.
“I like it. Unique name for a uniquely beautiful girl.” He smiles kissing my hand and releasing before continuing, “You will see me again. I live here to, you know.”
Damn my curiosity, I sit back down and ask, ‘You’ve been here this entire time?”
“It all depends on how long you’ve been here.” he says. What is with that smile? When Stefan smiled, it was genuine. Looking at Damon smiling, that’s something else. But what?
“I’ve been here since the end of May.” I say.
“Then I’ve been here the entire time.” he smiles.
“If you been here this whole time, why am I finding out about you now?” I ask baffled. The house is big but, how did I miss him?
“The thing is that Zach and Stefan don’t like to share.” he scowls
“I’m not something to be shared.” I scowl back
“I’ll let you in on a little secret.” he says before leaning close to my ear to continue, “I don’t like being out of the loop on anything that goes on with those two. If they hide something from me, I’ll usually do everything I can to find out what it is.”
“Why not just ask?” It’s a stupid question.
“I have my methods to avoid evasion on their part.” he says leaning back.
“So, you’ll snoop around until you find whatever it is that they’re doing?” It’s another stupidly obvious question, but I can’t even concentrate.
“I think I’ve made that clear, wouldn’t you say?” he’s says amused before continuing, “What was your fight about? He asks.
“He lied to me.” I shrug
“What could he possibly have lied about?” he says sarcastically
“He told me he was an only child. Then, found out that we saw each other and told me you were his brother.” I can’t help the fury that washes over me.
“Honesty isn’t my his strong suit. He has the habit of believing his own bs.” he snorts
“You don’t get along, do you?” I ask interested
“We used to, but things change. People change.” he straightens as if remembering something.
“What happened to make him hate you so much?” It’s only an observation
“To tell you that story, you’d need a century to hear it.” he smirks
“So who started this feud?” I ask
“How about we talk while we walk? I’m sure you’re feeling crazy after all this time inside?” I stands and holds his hands out to me.
Feeling his word seep in, I realize they’re true. I’ve been in here too long and I’m starting to freak out. “I guess I could use some air.” I breathe
“Then why are you still sitting there? Come. We’ll walk, talk, and get your nerves back in check. We can do whatever you want.” he says motioning with his hands that I still haven’t taken.
“I’m in.” I say taking his hands as he helps me up, which I really don’t need. I can barely concentrate and physical contact from him is enough to send me over the edge. But, if it means stepping out of this house, I’m taking it.
Taking my arm in his, he smiles “Shall we, before Mr. Party Police makes an appearance?”
“Let’s go.” I smile for the first time at him.
Heading for the door we hear, “ What are you doing Damon?”
We both turn to see Stefan practically seething. At Damon or me?
“I’m taking our houseguest for a walk. I highly doubt that you even showed the poor girl our lovely town.” Damon says smirking at Stefan.
“She can’t leave, yet. Her process isn’t complete.” Stefan narrows his eyes at Damon.
I can literally feel the disdain they have for each other. This is too intense.
“She’s not a lab rat that you can constantly observe, Stefan. She needs to get out and smell the roses.” Damon glares back
“You don’t know her situation. Stay out of it!” he almost shouts
“Why don’t we ask her what she wants?” Damon says smiling down at me.
Watching the two of them is exasperating and we haven’t even been standing here long.
“You say that my process isn’t complete yet. But, Stefan I don’t feel like trusting someone who’s been lying to me. So, I want to go for a walk.” I feel my bravery returning with my fury towards him.
“Then I’ll go with you.” he says glaring at Damon
“Stefan, I can’t be around you right now. I need air. Maybe when I’ve gotten my thoughts together we can talk. But, right now I just can’t deal with you.” I say realizing that Damon hasn’t let go of my arm. “You said once that I was the safest person in Mystic Falls. Why can’t I be safe with Damon?” I ask catching him noticing the exact thing I just realized.
“Yea Stefan. Why can’t she be safe with me?” Damon asks smirking.
He walks over to me and cups my face, “Be careful, okay.” he says looking from me to Damon and back.
“I’m always careful, you know that. I haven’t in the past, but I’m better now. You can trust me.” I say to reassure him.
“I’ll take very good care of her brother.” he says. What’s with that smirk? Could it be something he uses to push Stefan’s buttons?
Stefan only nods and watches us walk out the door, but, not before I notice his hands clinched by his side. He was ready to throw blows? Why? Damon wasn’t that bad just now. But, he did say that their feud is a long story. They’re so young. How long could it be? What could it be about?
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Saved by a Salvatore
FanfictionWhen Stefan Salvatore went back to Chicago, he never anticipated finding anything unique. That is until he found a woman he couldn't just leave in the street. He soon finds that the woman is a lot more like him than he expected and becomes desperat...
