⛔Not of this Universe ✔(a Damon Salvatore story)

Chapter V: Facing the Facts

I ended up sitting at the bar at Mystic Grill. The bartender I compelled to keep bringing me drinks on the house and tell me random people got them for me. Made me seem more popular than I felt. I was actually really starting to feel the alcohol hitting me.

"Well you seem to be enjoying yourself." I heard from next to me. I snapped my gaze up to see Alaric Saltzman. I had the biggest crush on him, I mean, I liked Damon more. But Ric was a whole different type of crush. But now we're the same age pretty much.

"Just enjoying the love of the town." I said, sliding a drink to him as the bartender brought me another one. "So enjoying the whole History teacher thing you have going for you?" I asked him. Not even caring about the fact that no one knows who I am or where I'm from.

"How do you know I'm a history teacher?" He asked, confused and staring at the drink unsure if he should trust me.

"Oh, Alaric, I know a lot about you." I told him as I turned towards him while sipping my drink. He moved his hand to his pants, assumingely to grab a stake or something. "Now Ric- Do you want to stake someone in public?" I asked him. "Besides, I know where your wife is, or at least what she is up to."

"How do you know my wife? She is dead." I shook my head at him.

"No- Well yeah she is dead. But she actually is a vampire. She was pointed in the direction of Damon Salvatore. She begged to become one of us. Like really, begged." I laughed, gulping down my drink. "Isobel is working for a vampire by the name of Katherine Pierce." I held my hand out to stop the bartender from bringing me another drink. Standing up to leave.

"So you tell me this and then leave?" Alaric asked, still processing the information her had been given without a fight. I nodded.

"Trying to be depressing and lonely, and to be doing that I can't have you here. But I would love to chat another time." I told him, walking out of the bar. I walked for a moment, thoughts on my old life. I was happy. I had a decent job as manger at a pizzeria, which doesn't sound huge, but I worked my ass off for it. I lived in a house that I helped pay for with my brother. Kaiden.. I wonder where he is, what he is doing.

I rub my cheek with my hand as I felt the wetness of a tear stream down. Well I ruined Lexi's badass reputation. I kept walking until I made it to a woodsy area, I knew no one would be around here. Seeing as they all had their own things to be doing right now. I leaned against a tree, sliding down it and just letting the water works come through.

I miss my brother and his obnoxious girlfriend. Being able to lay in bed and watch Dirty Dancing. The thoughts of anything supernatural not existing. I used to watch Vampire Diaries with my brother. I didn't have friends, being that I was an ass and no one liked me. Most of the time my own brother didn't like me. But once he bonded over the stupid vampire show, he realized how much I was similar to the big bad Damon Salvatore. Knowing he was a broken main character, he worked on figuring out why I was so broken. Hiding behind my crude humor and mean spirit.

That was when I really became close to my brother. He had never questioned why I forced myself into his life when he went to move out of our parents house. Mom was awesome, free spirited and warm hearted. But her new husband, Jack Camper, he was the lowest of the low. He would verbally abuse me, telling me that I'm just a pest leeching off of them. Or how I was a slut. Or my favorite, I'm a waste of space.

But that was just the start of it. One day I came home from a hard day of school, when I had first started college. Jack was home alone since Kaiden was out with his girlfriend and mom was still working. Jack took it upon himself to have his way with me. When Kaiden found out about this a year after we had moved out, he told mom right away. Jack is now out of the house and gone. He was said to be not guilty since it was so long after the fact. But Mom did get rid of him.

This made Kaiden and I so close to each other. He watched my back and we hung out more. He bought me my first drink, made sure that if I dated anyone or slept with anyone that he was my main speed dial so I could call him if something happened.

I used the back of my hand to wipe my face again, sniffling.

"Lex?" I heard, snapping my gaze up to see Elena Gilbert. "Hey- are you okay?" She asked, stepping closer but still wary since she knew what I was.

"Yeah, just reality." I told her, standing up as I wipe the rest of the tears from my face.

"I heard from Stefan about Lee, your boyfriend. I'm so sorry." She tried to sympathize. I nod.

"Elena why are you really here?" I asked her, flashing to stand in front of her with a tilt of my head.

"Looking for my brother Jeremy. He likes to do drugs around the woods, thinks I don't know." She explained with her weird sigh and smile, while scratching her arm as a bad habit of showing nerves.

"Elena, you should really let Jer-bear grieve his own way. He'll get over it." I told her as I went to leave.

"You don't know what you're talking about." Elena snapped, obviously I had poked a bear.

"I don't? Really? Your parents died. Sorry. You get to pretend everything is fine, but in reality you're broken. You miss them. And you should. They loved you and raised you. But everyone grieves differently and you have no right to decide how someone should be dealing with the death of their parents. Especially when you both lost the same thing. So you continue to pretend that your parents didn't die and and you didn't lose anything, and let Jeremy grieve the way he wants." I snapped, before flashing away from her.

"Who was that?" Jeremy asked as he stepped out from behind a tree. Thinking the girl was a part of his high since she just disappeared so quickly. "Whoever she was, I like her." He decided.