Arabella Gilbert.
The eldest Gilbert twin, the trouble maker who everyone adores.
She is gorgeous, funny and popular.
Arabella is a cheerleader and has been dating star athlete, Tyler Lockwood, for the past two years but what happens when the Salvat...
Arabella awoke the next morning to a certain vampire kissing up and down her neck "Wake up Bella." He whispered in her ear.
Arabella groaned and tried to pull the sheets back over her body. "Leave me alone." She grumbled, turning onto her front. After going at it until early hours, she just wanted to sleep. She needed to sleep.
"Come on, baby. I'm showered, I'm dressed and I made you breakfast."
Arabella slowly turned her head to glare at him "Damon Salvatore." She started as she turned over and repositioned herself to look directly at him "We fucked for hours on end last night, on every surface possible. I don't have as much stamina as you so please, will you please just let me sleep." She begged.
Damon shook his head in protest. "Nope! Come on, babe. Up and at em!" He grabbed the bottom of the sheets and yanked them off the bed, revealing her completely naked body.
Arabella glared at him before she climbed out of the bed and pulled on her bathrobe "You're an ass." She mumbled as she walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower.
"You agreed to marry this ass." She heard him call out over the sound of the running water which made her giggle to herself, shaking her head.
After her shower, Arabella sauntered back into the bedroom, the pink fluffy towel wrapped around her body. She dried and curled her hair before completing her make-up routine. Once that was done, she pulled on her underwear and moved over to their walk in wardrobe.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
She had just got herself dressed when a notification sounded on her phone.
[From BonBon 🥰] 'Meet me at the old witch house - tell nobody xo.'
The brunette furrowed her brows at Bonnie's cryptic text message, she quickly shoved everything into her black clutch bag before exiting the bedroom.
Damon walked out of the kitchen just as Arabella was rushing to put on her boots. "Hey what's the hurry?" He questioned as he walked towards her with a confused expression "I made you breakfast."
"Bon text and asked me to meet her at the ol-.. uh, the Grill." She said almost slipping up and telling him the real place she was heading.
Damon sent her a pointed look, knowing damn well she wasn't telling him the truth, but he wasn't going to push her for an explanation. "Okay." He said placing his hand behind her neck, pulling her down for a loving kiss "I guess I'll just eat breakfast alone." He said in faux sadness.
Arabella looked up at him "Look she told me not to tell anybody, okay?"
"But I'm your fiancée" He said pouting like a small child "We don't keep secrets from each other."
"Damon! She's my bestfriend."
"Fine, fine! Go and meet little witch" he said before he gripped her wrists and pulled her into him, whispering in her ear "But I will fuck the truth out of you later" he said before gently biting her earlobe.
