Saved by a Salvatore

Chapter 10

When Damon asked me to go for a walk with him, I had anticipated a walk around the house. But, I was pleasantly surprised when he walked me to the hottest car I’ve ever laid eyes on. My love for Camaro’s run deep, but this car is a dream. The thought that floods into my mind, while I’m standing at the hood, is what disturbs me the most. Moving to the passenger door as he opened gave me the opportunity to shake the thoughts of wanting to feel the hood under my back. I have to stop thinking like this. I’m not that person anymore. Maybe Stefan was right. Maybe I’m not ready for this. Why did I even agree to this? Then, he opened the driver door and slid into the driver seat gazing at me. Oh, that’s why.

I’ve never felt like this in my entire life. Yes, I cared about Nik. But, even though I slept with him once, he felt he had to control every aspect of my life. I remember the bouncers teasing me about how he was “so whipped”, even though they knew nothing of what happened. It still unnerved me that he felt he owned me in some way, even after he slept with Nomie. I wasn’t mad because I loved him or anything. I was mad because for someone who claimed I could trust him, it didn’t take long for him to jump in bed with my boss. I can almost feel the sting now from the slap I sent him when he claimed it didn’t mean anything.

“It meant nothing? Why do it then? If it meant nothing, then there was something in it for you.” I scowl at him in the dressing room.

“I’ve told you countless times that I care about you. What happened was only business, nothing more.” he says. Even that accent can’t move me at this point.

“How was it business, Nik?! You slept with my boss!” I scream

“Are you trying to cause a scene?” he growls completely aware of my anger and disdain

“You’re worried about me making a scene?!” I scream “You want a scene? I’ll give you the scene of a lifetime!” I scream again, knowing full well that we can clearly be heard, before reaching as far back as I could and slap him with all my might. “You slept with my boss and you expect me not to be furious about it?!”

“You were the one who said that we would never be anything. I’ve tried everything to get you to trust me and yet there I was feeling used by you. You’ve denied me at every turn, yet I kept coming around, only to be used by you again. So, what do you want from me?” he asks holding the area where I’ve just slapped him.

“So you sleep with my boss? Why? Out of spite? You think I’m using you? I’m not the one who told you to come sit in my booth every night! I’m not the one who told you to got out and buy me a car, which I turned down! I’m not the one who asked for a condo, which I turned down as well! Let’s not forget that I’m not the one who comes by every night to shower a woman who, until recently, refused to be bedded by you! If any of that means that I’m using you, then you’re delusional and completely out of touch with reality!” I scream before storming off. I’ve never verbally eviscerated someone before and I’d hoped to keep it that way.

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“Coming back from your trip any time soon?” Damon asks as we stop along side The Mystic Grill.

“Just thinking. Maybe a little too much in the past.” I say

“Let it go. If you want my opinion, maybe coming to Mystic Falls was the best thing to happen to you.” he says smiling. This smile is different, it’s genuine.

“Maybe it was. I thought I’d be missing it by now, but I don’t.” it’s a revelation.

“Good, from what I understand, you were taken out of a horrible life you set up for yourself. Mystic Falls could be your home now. I for one wouldn’t regret it if you decided to stay.” he gazes at me. Where’d that come from.?

“Who knows? Change like this might agree with me.” I say feigning disinterest.

“I’d like to find out. Wouldn’t you?“ He smiles.

“I’m here now, aren’t I? What can I do but find out?” feeling much calmer than before. Maybe I’m starting to warm to Damon.

“First thing, let’s get you some real food. Who knows what Zach’s been feeding you.” he smirks and opens the door. Could Mystic Falls be my home? I know so little about this place. How could I fit in here? Damon seems to have a curiosity as bad as mine.

How does he fit into all of this, other than he’s Stefan’s brother? What do I know about him? Nothing, but then apparently I don’t know Stefan either.

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As Damon promised, we’re now walking through Mystic Square. I admit this place is beautiful. Everything I’ve seen since coming here has me falling more and more in love with Mystic Falls. At the grill, while eating the best burger I’ve ever tasted, Damon made me somehow comfortable enough to tell him the story as to how Stefan found me. I won’t bring up the embarrassment I felt while telling him as he looked intently into my eyes. Why does he get to me like this? I’m sure to anyone else, we looked like good friends having a conversation. But, what I felt was different. Although I was comfortable enough to talk to him, I was still completely spellbound by him. Now we’re walking while he explains to me what place is which and what happens where. As we’re walking he’s taken my hand and it’s so sudden that I almost jerk it back, but decide against it.

“You okay?” he asks. Why am I so obvious in my emotions? It’s embarrassing at the worst times.

“I’m fine. I’m just taking all of this in. This place is really beautiful Damon.” I say

“It has it’s moments. You should see it all at night. I’ll take you if you want.” he smirks looking slightly down at me. Why do I get the feeling that something else is going on here?

To humor him, I say “I’d love for you to take me at night.” feeling his hand tense in mine, I realize that what I’ve just said sounded provocative.

“Well, I guess we’ll see what Mr. Furrowed Brows has to say about it.” he says

“Okay, what’s with all these different names?” I’m interested

“Noting special.” he shrugs

“Stefan doesn’t own me. If you want to take me back here at night, then I’ll come.” I shrug.

“Then, it s a date. What should I wear?” he smiles.

“I know you’re being polite, but you’ve known me for five minutes.” my trust issues pick now to make an appearance.

“So? You barely knew me and you still got in a car with me. This works both ways you know.” he says squeezing my hand

“Okay, fine. What’s you’re point?” I ask

“I was serious when I said you were unique. After talking with you today, I see that I was right. Yes, we’ve only just met, but I can tell there’s something about you. All I’m doing is putting the vibe out there.” he searches my eyes for and answer.

Releasing his hand, “Damon, this was a bad idea. Please take me home now.” I say putting the walls right back up. But, all he does is smile. A bright smile from ear to ear as if he’s won the lottery. “Why are you looking at me like that?” I ask not sure what to think.

“You called it home.” he says simply still smiling. That smile that could make my very heart sing.

Catching myself and laugh, “I guess I did.” I say looking at him.

“You sure you wanna go back? We’re doing so good out here.” he frowns.

“We are doing good. But, maybe this is enough excitement for one day.” I say

“Okay, we can go back home.” he says as we walk back toward the car, before taking my hand again.