❝blood only runs so deep when you're related to vampires❞
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"What is he doing here? What does he want?" Avery Salvatore asked her father, Zach Salvatore, as he passed her in the hallway.
"I don't know, okay? I don't like it either but he's not the...
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"The Salvatore name was practically royalty in this town. Until the war. There was a battle here—"
"The Battle of Willow Creek," Elena interrupted, hoping to cut the conversation short. Avery wasn't sure how Damon would react to that.
Instead, Damon seemed impressed, "Right."
"I know, we talked about it in class. Confederate soldiers fired on a church with civilians inside."
"What the history books left out was the people that were killed. They weren't there by accident," Damon spoke, circling Elena and Avery causing them to turn. Avery was sure that Elena didn't feel like prey in that moment, but she certainly did.
"They were believed to be union sympathisers," Damon continued, motioning to the girls to follow him over to the replica of Fells' Church. "So some of the founders on the confederacy side back then wanted them rounded up and burned alive."
Elena's face fell, but Damon continued, "Stefan and Damon had someone they loved very much in that church."
There was a pause, and Avery wondered whether there were a million thoughts rushing through Damon's head. His words were careful, but Avery was surprised Elena hadn't picked up on the emotion in his voice because the story he was telling was his story.
"And when they went to rescue them, they were shot. Murdered in cold blood."
"Who was in the church that they wanted to save?" Elena asked, curiosity lacing her tone. Avery didn't think Elena was a stupid girl, she must have wondered how and why Damon knew so much.
"A woman, I guess," Damon replied. "Doesn't it always come down to the love of a woman?"
His gaze was hypnotising, and if Avery didn't know any better she would've wondered if Damon was trying to compel them.
Elena interrupted her thoughts, "Look, I'm sorry that you and Stefan have this thing between you, but I can't get in the middle of it, Damon. I just...I hope you two can work it out."
"I hope so, too." Damon replied with a tight-lipped smile.
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Avery wished she'd left that stupid founder's party. She'd shown her face, spoken to Mayor Lockwood, she didn't need to be there anymore.
