NOTHING CHANGES | e. mikaelson

5

I woke up early this morning because I had another dream about him last night and I can't figure out why I keep having these dreams, I thought about it while I was getting ready. I put on black boots, a pair of black skinny jeans, a black cropped top and a pink button up sweater, I put on some make-up and curled my hair then went down stairs to get a blood bag when I seen Damon in the parlour having a glass of bourbon (yes in the morning) "Good morning brother, I see your drinking, again"

"Indeed I am sister and good morning to you to" he holds up the glass "would you like a drink?"

"I'm good, thanks"

"Suit yourself"

I was going to walk away but stopped and continued our conversation "Hey, um... how come you were in my room last night?"

"Well I was going to talk to you but, you were asleep so I just left it" he responded taking a sip of his drink

"What did you want to talk about?"

"I was wondering how you turned" this made me look away from him "I mean you didn't turn the night me and Stefan did, so... how did you?"

"I don't want to talk about that right now... or possibly ever"

"Ok, well if you ever do, just know, I'll be here to listen" I gave him a confused look "what?"

"Nothing, it's just that, ever since coming back here you haven't said one nice thing to anyone" I start "so why are you being so nice now?"

"Oh, I don't know, maybe because I thought you've been dead for the past century and a half and want to have a relationship with you again... because believe it or not, I have missed you" I look him up and down, trying to see if he's lying but I can see that he's not

"Well, that very generous of you" I say looking into his eyes then start to walk away to get a blood bag, but turn and say "Oh, Damon"

"Yes"

"I've missed you too"

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I was in Stefan's room with with him as he got ready for the party at the Lockwood's house. I was already ready, I was wearing a red skin tight dress that stopped on my mid-thigh and a pair of plain black heals. "Do they still wear ties at this thing?" Damon said walking into the room

"Why are you even going?" I ask

"It's only fitting. We were at the very first one, remember?" he replies

"I think it's better if we don't draw attention to ourselves" Stefan says looking more at Damon than me

"So you should stay here." Damon starts "I'll see to it Elena has a good time" Stefan then takes a drink of bourbon "My goodness, I've driven you to drink"

"Can't seem to rid myself of you. What else am I supposed to do, besides go about living my life"

"But you're not alive, Stefan. You're living a fake life, and some day it's gonna catch up with you" I say

"Our dear sister is right. You're dead, dude. Get over it" Damon says agreeing with me. He holds up a tie "What do you think?" he looks in the mirror "It's cool not growing old. I like being the eternal stud"