Saved by a Salvatore

Chapter 12

Monday October 30, 2006

I’ve been in Mystic Falls for 5 months now. It’s been almost 2 months since I met Damon. Stefan is more like a protective brother to me than anyone. Against my motto to never get too close to anyone, I’ve actually become close with all the Salvatore’s. Zach’s doing what he does around the house. He’s relinquished his duties of keeping me on the straight and narrow over to Damon. I’ve finally gotten the official okay to get out of the house on my own. Even though, I’m never alone. I step foot on the threshold of the front door and sure enough a Salvatore comes barreling towards me from somewhere in the house. From Damon I’ll hear, “Not without me you don’t.” From Stefan I’ll get, ”Mind if I join you?”

But, when they get to me at the same time, I’m left to choose. So I usually go by who came out with me last gets left behind. Damon has been resilient in trying to get me to at least let him take me out, officially. Maybe Stefan could be the blame for me turning him down every time he’s asked. He’s finally come into my studio to watch me dance. The look he gave me when he heard me sing for the first time in a long time. Maybe I should’ve filled them in on my talents. But, the looks they gave me were priceless and I wouldn’t trade them for anything in the world. Stefan and Damon are my boys and I love them.

Now, I’m in my room getting dresses for the 5th Halloween party Damon’s taken me to. He’s mad sure that I don’t have any urges, but it hasn’t been needed. I’ve assured him countless times. Doesn’t matter, you’re not touching anything unless I’ve checked it. I find myself smiling at the memory. Damon has gone all out in getting me different costumes. Beautiful costumes. I went for a walk with Stefan a week ago. Once I was back in my room my jaw dropped completely. There was a freaking armoire in my room! Running over to it I opened it. Inside were costumes. Different beautiful costumes of every kind. Taking out one costumes after the other and twirling with each in turn, I heard footsteps coming from my bathroom.

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“Do you like them?” Damon asks smiling

“When did you do all this? I ask

“I had to create a reason for Stefan to ask you to leave with him.” he says

“Did he know?” I ask trying to hide my excitement.

“So he could ruin my plan? Of course not.” he scoffs, “You didn’t answer my question,” he says

“I love them Damon! I can‘t believe you did this!” I squeal as I launch myself across my bed and into his arms.

Whirling me around the room before setting me on my foot, he says “I thought this might convince you to take me up on my offer.”

“Damon, you can’t ask me out at every turn.” I playfully hit him.

“You know you want to. One date. That’s all I ask. And if you have a bad time, which we both know you won’t, I’ll never ask again.” he smirks

“What about Stefan?” I ask frowning. I can’t just leave him behind.

“That’s right you haven’t heard.” he smirks

“Heard what?” what now?

“Stefan’s bestie Lexie is in town.” he says

“Stefan has a friend?” I’m interested.

“You’re dodging.” he fake frowns

“You’re persistent, aren’t you? I ask smirking

“Only when I want something.” returning my smirk “Answer my question.”

“Okay. One date, only if you behave yourself.” I smile

“I’m always behaved. You know that.” he says.

“Fine, where are we going on this date?” I ask.

“Tomorrow morning, you tell me what you’re wearing then meet me in my car at 6:30, and we’ll work from there.” I says

“ It’s a date then,” I say smiling

“You have no idea.” he says picking me up and whirling me again.

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Apparently what Damon dubs as a date is convincing me that he should have another one the next night. So far, I’ve been a fairy, a Goth, a princess, and an angel. All costumes provocatively cut in all the wrong ways that are all so right. Come on, it’s Halloween! Damon has matched each and every costume perfectly. Seeing Damon in eyeliner on Goth Night was a novelty to behold. But, the craziest have been; “Damon the Dark Fairy” even though he ditched the wings as soon as we parked, “Damon the Dashing Prince”, and the hottest was his devil to my angel. It’s a good thing I have a brilliantly pink camera to catch all these crazy moments. Tonight, I’m a witch. Damon’s eyes flashed at the mention. He’s told me to bring a dress that isn’t a costume because we’re not just going to a party. I’ve chosen the golden pencil dress that sits just above my knees, I found shopping with Lexie one night. I was in desperate need for girl time. She’s helped fill in a couple blanks I had about the boys. She’s been a breath of fresh air since she’s arrived. She says she’s only in town to spend time with Stefan for Halloween, and I really don’t want her to go.

Gathering my dress, I head downstairs. I’ve made sure that my pink champagne colored Louboutin’s match both my costume and my dress. Before I can reach the bottom step, Damon steps into view looking his normal impeccable self. Really, what would a male witch dress like anyway? He smiles and holds out his hand to me.

“You are as breathtaking as ever Miss Maven.” he says

“As are you Mr. Salvatore.” I return his smile.

“You have everything you need?” He asks taking my garment bag.

“I should. Where are going to tonight?” I ask as we reach the car

“College party.” he smirks.

“And after?” I ask

“My little secret.” he says closing my door before placing my garment bag on the back seat.