Broken Walls (The Vampire Diaries - Enzo fanfiction)

Monster

Damon's P.O.V.

I got out of the car along with Elena to see Enzo and Caroline talking outside of theirs.

"Enzo. Are you sure you don't want Bonnie to unlink you?" Elena suggested, seeing his shirt covered in blood.

"Yeah. It's not really fun seeing Tilly's pain demonstrated on you." I continued.

Enzo shook his head. "This is the only way I can see how she's feeling. The more I feel, the more determination I have to get to Tilly quicker."

"Yeah, well, at least change your shirt." I muttered, going into my car and taking out a spare top I had from my bag. I tossed it over to him which he caught.

"Not my particular cup of tea, but it'll do." he said, about to take his shirt off.

"Wait." Caroline said, stopping him. "Are you going to do that here?"

"Don't worry, love. The ladies love it." he smirked, winking as he took his shirt off and placed mine on. "Now. How do we get to Tilly?"

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Tilly's P.O.V.

I watched closely as Chris walked around, grabbing some tools. He noticed my staring.

"Do you want something?" he asked.

"Other than to get out of this place? No, I'm fine."

He smiled at me, pulling on his gloves and taking a small knife. He cut into my stomach, making me wince.

"So." I started, making conversation. "That girl who stole my friend's powers. Is she your girlfriend?"

He shook his head with a chuckle. "I wish."

"Ah, I get it. A kind of one night stand relationship."

"Nope. I guess I'm just not her type."

"Yeah. But in a way I'm not surprised. You know, since you're someone who starves and tortures people for a living."

His mood soon changed as he roughly stabbed the knife into my gut, making me yelp out in pain. "Vampires." he corrected.

"Sensitive I see." I mumbled.

"It's funny. The first time I operated on you, you wouldn't stop screaming. I thought you were insane."

"Well you are cutting me open like a lab rat without any drugs to make me numb or put me to sleep." I sighed.

"Now you're calm."

"I've just given up on hope." Chris took out his clipboard ad wrote down what I was saying. "It's a bit like death. When I murder people I'm immune to people's feelings. It feels amazing and empowering. The more I kill, the more I get used to it. The more I get hurt, the more I get used to the pain."

He put his clipboard down and gulped nervously. "You kill people... for fun?" he asked.

"I would have killed you for getting in my way the first day I met you, but fortunately for you my friends told me to cut down on my killing sprees... I should have ignored them." I sneered, staring him dead in the eyes.

He looked frozen and scared out of his mind. I cocked my head to the side. "You look worried. I hope I didn't make you feel uncomfortable." I spoke innocently but secretly loving the feeling.

"Uh... I've got all I need for today..." he stuttered. I smirked.

"Good. Now, if you would unchain me."