If only, Damon Salvatore

139. NEVER GET OVER, NOT GETTING UNDER YOU

Chapter one indeed and thirty nine

"Never get over, not getting under you."

After Stefan fed on her, Beatrix had woken up on the floor and decided to head back to mystic falls because she still as reigning miss mystic falls was in charge of keeping it running, where she was standing there and wearing a red dress just like she did the day she won, as she was checking the guest list, two people walked up to her "Beatrix?" Caroline asked, and when she did, Beatrix looked up at her "don't gang up on me, okay? I'm me. This is the way of me getting back to normal so if you'll excuse me, I have to go check on the candidates." she shared, turning and walking upstairs.

Where as she was standing upstairs in the room where the girls were getting ready, some of them were finishing up while other's were practicing the dance "a dance like this is all about the simple intimacy of the near touch. Of speaking with your eyes instead of your words and the longer you do it, every feeling you have starts rushing to the surface. Where soon, all you can see is them and it's like you two are the only people in the room. And yet everyone else in the room's eyes are on you." she shared, not noticing Damon walking up behind her.

"You all look amazing. And it only be a few more minutes before we line up. Don't forget to hydrate. And don't talk to anyone you don't know, okay? Stay with your partners." Beatrix shared, as she waved her hands casting a spell over all of them to keep them safe, as she turned walking off, Damon was playing with the necklace in his hands as he watched her leave, the memory of the two of them dancing together came flooding back, but quickly disappeared "there's my handsome henchman." Sybil shared, walking up to him and fixing his tie.

Damon remembered when Beatrix walked up to him and smoothed out his suit "thank god I don't have to trust one of these townies not to embarrass me on the dance floor." Sybil shared, as Damon smacked her hand away 'I'm not here to dance." he told her "no, you're here to give me that lovely old Maxwell striker." Sybil shared, as Damon gripped the necklace "no." he told her, as Sybil furrowed her brows "I think you meant to say, yes, Sybil, whatever your heart" she shared, putting her hands on his head "and beautiful face and body desire." she told him "I think what I meant to say was..no." Damon told her, as Sybil groaned, she dove into his brain.

Where Damon was standing in the doorway, having watched Beatrix spin around and change into her red dress "Beatrix?" he asked, as the memory flickered, Sybil was then standing there as she looked to him "I don't know what's glitching here in your subconscious, but you need to get a grip." she told him, as Damon walked up to her "you're right. That is exactly what I need to do." he shared, grabbing her head and smashing it into the mirror.

Sybil then gasped, as she let him go "how did you do that?" she asked him "I have no idea what your talking about." Damon told her, raising his brows "but I hope it hurt." he told her, walking away.

And because it didn't work, Sybil then walked up to one of the girls from the pageant and tried to siren her, but instead, the girl just laughed "your crazy." she told her, as her escort walked up to her and linked his arm with her, the two walked off, as Sybil furrowed her brows, realizing that her powers weren't working on anyone today.

Where soon, Beatrix was looking at the last few girls "ladies, you all look perfect, I promise you. But even though this is a pageant let's all remember that they don't focus on what's on the outside but what's on the inside as well." she shared, as the three girls smiled at her, they walked out, and as they did, Beatrix saw Damon standing in front of the mirror as her eyes went wide "your here." she said "Sybil called me back here." Damon shared, turning to her "she wants that ball of iron we found. For the first time, I was able to tell her no." he shared, holding up the necklace "because of this." he told her "well, I'm not giving it to you." Beatrix told him.