The Vampire Diaries- Welcoming Trouble

Hello....Dinner! Cont...

"Damon Salvatore?" I asked but didn't wait for a reply. "I must be dreaming!" I smiled, like a sixteen year old seeing a pop star for the first time and say nothing.

"I'm flattered but the question still remains in my head. Who the hell are you?" he leans against the door but doesn't open it wider. I sigh, taking in all his feautres, his good looks. The way his dark hair is perfectly set except two strands which fall right above his eyes. Dressed in all black, shirt only half buttoned. The dangerous yet sexy smirk on his face almost made my knees go weak. If he wasn't a blood sucking creature, I would have been all over him in seconds. Seriously. I mean, my parents wouldn't even know. They are in a whole different country, unaware of what I'm doing. OR rather about to do. "Hi! I'm Amelia" I said stretching my hand out. 

"What a boring name" he says, shaking it and then his exoression changes. He tigtens his grip on  my hand and stares at me. "Human" he says and let's go. 

"Uh..yeah. I was hoping I could talk to you and your brother" I said quickly before he goes for my neck which he kept looking at. 

"He's dead" Damon replied and folded his arms across his chest. 

"Stefan!!!!!!!!" I yelled at the top of my voice. By the time I started yelling the second time, he was standing beside Damon. "Hi" I waved.  He girned. 

"How can we help you?" He asked, throwing an arm around his brother's shoulders who seemed angry. 

"Can I come in? I have something to tell you". "Say it here, blondie" Damon sang. "Please, guys. It's hot here" I pleaded. It was really hot. 

"Sure you wanna go in?" Stefan asked. I nodded. "Well, then. Welcome to our house!" He said and pushed open the door, wider. I smiled at Damon, who still looked very coldly at me and walked past him. I just pissed off the vampire with the shortest temper. 

"Come" Stefan says, leading the way. "I forgot to mention, my friends are here" he says and frowns. 

"Who's this?" a blonde asked, standing up. 

"Human" Damon called from behind me. "Hello....dinner!" he yelled, just the way I had few seconds ago. I put my hands to my ears and begged him to stop. The blonde and Stefan laughed. 

"I like your boots, Caroline" I said pointing at them. "So do I" Damon said with a smirk as he poured himself a drink. 

"She said boots not boobs,Damon" Caroline said through gritted teeth. I chuckled. 

"I heard something about dinner. Finally! I'm starving" somebody said, emerging from the study. I turned around. It was the heroine of my story. The one the boys fought over. She stopped in her tracks and stared at me, farrowing her eyebrows. "New toy, Damon?" she asked. He scoffed and gulped down his scotch. 

"Nice to meet you too, Elena Gilbert" I said and suddenly felt hands grip my throat and I hit a wall. Yet the hands didn't let go. I couldn't see who it was, as my back was towards them and my face pressed to the wall. 

"Don't hurt me!" I said loudly. Then I heard someone scoff. Footsteps. Giggling. How many vampires was I surrounded by? 

"Calm down, Caroline" I heard Stefan saying. 

"Caroline? You have such manly hands?" I asked, surprised. I heard a swoosh and she was next to me, her hands on her hips. I opened my mouth to say something but then shut it. "I don't hurt those who compliment me, witch" 

"Wait, what?" I asked, trying to look at her. But failed. Who the hellw as holding me and not saying a word. "I'm no witch" 

"Original?" Elena suggested. "I wish! But no" I replied. "Just human". "Then you seem to be of no use. Goodbye" Damon said his face appearing from nowhere. He was holding me, obviously. I let out a small grunt which seemed to annoy him evenmore. 

"Damon, don't!" Stefan shouted. I started to panick. Forget rule three, I told myself. Maybe more the mystery, more the help won't work after all.  "Goodbye, good for nothing" Damon said and held my neck tighter. 

"You all are going to die in a month!" I screamed and shut my eyes tightly.