10. No Need To Worry

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Damon's POV
I quietly close the door behind as I walked into the house, I grab a glass and open up the cabinet, took out a bottle of Jack Daniels and pured it in the cup,
"Damon! Where were you last night?" I hear my little brother Stefan's voice come from behind me,
"None of your business, why do you want to know?" I turn around to stare at him and I smirk a little,
"Because your my brother I worry about you, Damon where...."
"Hey Damon I was so worried about you" Lucy came out of nowhere and gave me a hug, she was faking to care, I could tell,
"Yeah totally, I mean oh my god no way, I never thought you would worry about me, I'm so sorry for worrying you, not' I say in sarcasm,
"Damon stop being a dick" Lucy gives me evils, at one point I thought she had squinty eyes,
"I will stop being a dick when you stop being a slut" I say back to Lucy, but she doesn't like what I said, because she is giving me the death glare,
"Oh no! I'm dying because you are giving me the death glare, you are real famous for that aren't you?" I ask her she squints her eyes harder trying to give me a "scary" death glare that could possibly "kill" me, not just kidding, she isn't capable of killing a fly let alone a human being or a vampire,
"Oh my god Damon!" Lucy whines like a little kid crying for a lollypop, I find it hilarious winding her up, her angry face is worth winding her up, it looks like she's constipated when she's angry, trust me it's hilarious,
"Damon stop winding Lucy up!" Stefan snaps but I just slowly look at him with an expression on my face saying 'Stefan your not scary' he tries but fails and again it's hilarious, at some points Stefan looks like a bug because his eyes look like they are almost about to pop out their sockets, but that's only when he's shocked or surprised which is nearly the same thing, whatever, Stefan poured himself a little bit of bourbon and he swallows it in one gulp, like it was a shot, trying to be bad-ass because it's a really strong alcohol, but he coughs, making it not so hot or bad-ass which I find hilarious, because he looks like he's about to die as he coughed,
"Brother you are hilarious" I say to him but he doesn't say a thing but just cough, at the same time trying to give me the world's biggest evils, I just pat him on the back and jog up the stairs to my bedroom.

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