Saving the Monster

3-Something Unpleasant

This story is based and inspired by The Vampire Diaries.

Disclaimer: All rights go to the director and producers of the show and to LJ Smith (the author).

Entry 3

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Chapter Three-Something Unpleasant

EMILY

"How long are you gonna stare at your phone like that?"

I jumped at the sound of the voice. I quickly sat up and turned my face towards the open doorway, finding none other than Damon Salvatore eyeing me with curiosity while his hands are crossed over his chest while still leaning against the doorframe.

I frowned at him.

"Don't you know the word 'knocking'?" I said sarcastically.

"I did. But you were so engrossed in staring at your phone that you didn't even hear me open your door."

I sighed before lying back down in my bed. Lately, it seems like Damon has been coming to my room more often than normal.

"Don't you have school?" I heard him say.

"I'm not going." I told him while still not looking at him, my eyes still glued on the screen of my phone.

Flashing through the screen is my inbox, compose message with Klaus as the receiver. I debated on whether I should send him a text message, but the thought that he might just ignore it or maybe it would just be a bother to him still lingers in the back of my mind.

I wonder how he's doing.

My thoughts were suddenly pushed aside when I heard a drawer being pulled and some loud shuffling noises. I rolled to my left and my eyes instantly landed on Damon who's busy rummaging through my clothes.

"Damon, what do you think you're doing?" I said as I watched him with one eyebrow raised.

"Helping you to get stuff you need for school?" he said humorously and held up a bright red panty while grinning mischievously.

"This would do the trick. I would just love to see you in these."

I rolled my eyes at him before placing my phone on the bed side table and got up from the bed. I walked towards him, snatching my panty from his hands. "You're such a pervert." I said before moving past him and straight to my drawers, earning a laugh from him.

What's so funny? I just insulted him. Why's he laughing?

"yes. A sexy pervert." He said huskily.

"Yes. In your dreams." I placed my panty back inside.

"And yours..." I heard him whisper behind my ear, making me jump in surprise. I clutched my heart and turned around, glaring up at him.

"You should really stop doing that." I told him, letting my hand fall at my side.

He smirked, and as much as I hate to admit, it is sexy and devilishly handsome. But I wouldn't tell him that. It'll just make his ego grow bigger, and we wouldn't want that to happen, right?