The Better Brother

Chapter 33. Bree's Bar

I stirred around trying to get more comfortable, but my body was restricted. A thick band wrapped across my chest and waist. Hearing the beautiful purr of a motor and feeling every dip and bump of the road in my seat. I knew I was in a car, I...oh god I crashed Jenna's car! My eyes shot open, lifting my head off the cool window, looking out at the trees and empty lands that passed by. Taking in the interior of the car I knew it was Damon's. I sat up straight trying to sooth my aching muscles. I give in and look over at him.

"Morning." He shot me his classic smirk, those ocean eyes staring at me before returning them back to the road ahead of us. Hearing the faint music from the radio made me wince in pain, I rubbed my head trying to ignore the headache that was forming.

"Where are we?"

"In Georgia."

"No I'm not going to Georgia." I laughed at how ridiculous he sounded.

"Oh you're in Georgia." He smirked at me.

"No, we're not, seriously Damon. Where are we?"

His smirk disappears. "Seriously, we're in Georgia." My bones were screaming at me, I needed to get out and stretch or something. "How are you feeling?"

"I uhhh." I stuttered holding my head again only this time to feel a wet spot. I looked down at my fingers to see blood.

"There was no broken bones. I checked."

"Jenna's car, there was a man. I hit a man, but then he got up and...who was that?" I asked in a panic.

"That's what I would like to know." He said clutching the steering wheel, knuckles almost white.

"Was it...I mean."

"Your stalker?" I sat still in my seat, how did he know? He smirked looking over at me.

"How did you? Have you been snooping around in my room? My diary!" I exclaimed.

"No! But now I know you have a diary. Tell me did you write about our night together in there?"

"Damon! I'm serious!"

"Oh I am too." He looked back at the road ignoring my gaze. I frantically looked around for my phone, but couldn't find it.

"Where's my phone?" I freaked out. "Okay, really Damon where is my phone? Nobody knows where I am." Damon ignored me and continued to drive. "Pull over." Damon gave me a look. "I mean it Damon pull over!" He continued to give me that look that could literally melt my heart, but I had to be stern with him. I was still utterly pissed at him and not to mention this was crazy! "Stop the car!"

"Ugh, you were so much more fun when you were asleep." He said pulling over and turing the car off. I groaned out in pain as both of my feet hit the ground, almost falling over, but was able to keep myself up. I tried to stretch my back out but felt dizzy doing so. Before I knew it Damon had came to my side holding me up right. "Hey. You okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine." I let him hold onto me, his hands gripping me tightly. "We have to go back."

"Oh, come on. Look, we've already come this far." He smiled down at me.

"Why are we even out here? I can't be in Georgia. I...I wrecked Jenna's car. I have to go home." I looked up into those eyes of his as I relaxed my body against his car. "You do know this is technically kidnapping." I gave him a playful glare.

"That's a little melodramatic, don't you think?"

"With you nothing is too dramatic Damon. Please take me back." I begged him, but he looked down at my chest for a second smirking.