Lost Love.

Lost Love. Chapter 7.

Damon's P.O.V.

It all made sense now. That is why Luce was so scared when she came to see me on that night. How did I not see it! I let go of my brother and crossed the room to Luce. I had moved so quickly she flinched away from me, but I couldn't let that stop me right now, I'll apologise later. I softly moved her hair away from her neck, and there they were. Two small marks. Even after all these years they were still there, because she died before they could heal. He really did do that.

'Don't even think about it, little brother.' I snarled, crossing the room and pinning him against the wall by his neck before he could even take a step towards Luce. 'So, it was you. You were the reason my Luce came to me crying! You were the reason my Luce was hurt, upset! What would our father think if he could see what Saint Stefan has done!'

'It wasn't my fault. I hadn't been around humans for long; I was new at being a vampire. And she smelt so good.'

I didn't even think about what I was doing before he flew out the window.

'Damon!' Luce squealed. I quickly calmed down when I saw her face. She's never seen me angry like this before. Even when I fought her father. Slowly I walked over to her, looking her in the eyes.

'Luce, I'm sorry. I didn't know what I was doing. He just made me mad. Just the thought of what he did to you, what he was thinking of? What he said... I should kill him.'

'Damon, he is your brother. What he did back then, he will not do again. After your little... thing just then, I doubt he will ever come near me again.' A small smile crept onto her perfect mouth, and I couldn't help but lean down and kiss her.

Stefan's P.O.V.

I couldn't believe it was her. I can't be around her, whenever I am I get so thirsty. I just can't help it. She's beautiful, smells good, and tastes even better. All that time ago, yet I can still remember everything that happened. I can still feel what her skin felt like, how she tasted, how her hair shimmered. I need to feed before I go back, it will hopefully help me to control my thirst around her, and give Damon time to calm down. I caught the scent of a deer and ran after it, giving myself over to the monster inside me.

Luce's P.O.V.

Damon was still angry, I could feel it. I took his hand in mine and pressed it to my heart, then put my other hand over his heart. I could feel as he calmed down, his heart slowing down to the same pace as mine. I saw a smile creep onto his mouth.

'How do you know to calm me? Most people are too afraid.' He whispered.

'I am not one that will ever be fearful of you, Damon. I know you will never hurt me.' I answered softly.

'Luce, my sweet Luce, you don't have to lie to me. Earlier you looked terrified of me.' He turned his head from me.

'Oh Damon, I was not afraid of you. You have never done anything but protect me. It is your brother that I am afraid of. I remembered what he did to me. He was so strong. I was worried he would hurt you.' To my surprise he started laughing. 'Damon? What is so funny?'

'Stefan could never hurt me. He'll never be strong enough. He feasts on bunnies, and deer.'

'No Damon. He is being tempted. It is not the wildlife he wants anymore.' Damon gave me a questioning look. 'I saw it. For a while before I awoke, I was having dreams. I saw your brother, he was... he was drinking human blood. He almost killed her. Damon, your brother is being drawn into the night more than ever before. I do not think he even realises it yet. I can feel it Damon. Darkness is descending around us.'

Later that night Damon and I decided to go out for a walk around Mystic Falls. He was going to show me everything, starting with the Mystic Grill. We walked in and I saw Stefan sitting with a group of humans. There was a girl sitting next to Stefan, who was holding his hand, another girl sitting next to her she was pretty, but looked uncomfortable. Some boys were there as well, a boy with blonde hair, he was quite good looking, and I could see that he was tall even though he was sitting down. A boy with dark hair was sitting away from the group, staring at Stefan. A man was next to him, he looked at Damon as we came in, and gave him a cold glare, then he gave me a questioning look. I squeezed Damon's hand tighter. He squeezed mine back, and pulled me towards the group.

'Well, hello all.' He said sarcastically. 'This is Luce, she's new around here, and I would appreciate it if you all treat her with the upmost care.'

'Oh, you'd appreciate it, would you? Who the hell is she to you anyway?' answered the dark haired boy.

'She's someone very dear to me. I wouldn't sniff around her if I were you though. I suggest you keep your paws off of her, Tyler.' He smirked, very proud of himself. Damon's still as strange as ever. He sat down on the free chair and pulled me onto his lap. I noticed how the girls were sitting, lounging on the chairs, and the clothes that they were wearing... how could they wear that in public?

Suddenly, Damon was standing up, holding my hand.

'Let's dance.' He pulled me towards a space where there were no chairs or tables, and put my arms around his neck, his arms went round my waist. I rested my head against his chest and thought of all the times we had done this in the Orchard of my house.

'Elvis Presley. Always On My Mind.' He whispered in my ear. 'Such a good song.'

I looked up at him, startled again by his beauty. He was perfect. He dipped his head to mine and kissed me with so much passion I forgot about the other people in the room. It was just us now. Damon and I. That was how I wanted it. My hands slid from his neck to his chest, where I gripped his shirt, pulling him closer to me. A cough brought me back to reality. I looked around, and saw Stefan standing behind us.

'Do you mind if I have this dance?' I had only just realised that the song had changed. I looked at Damon, with a small smile. I didn't want them fighting. Especially not because of me.

'Damon, why don't you get us drinks? Then when you come back we can resume our dance?' he thought about for a second, then kissed me again.

'I'll be right back, call if you need me.' Reluctantly he turned around and walked towards the bar.

Stefan took my hand, and placed his other hand on my waist. I placed my free hand on his shoulder, at least I knew this. He looked down at me with a smile.

'Relax. It's ok. I'm not going to do anything. I wanted to apologise. Do you know the waltz?'

'Of course I do. I went to balls, remember. I waltzed a lot.'

'Good, then let's waltz.' He smiled and we started dancing. 'I really am sorry. The first time we meet. I was new to the vampire thing, and you smelt good. I didn't know how to control myself. I've learnt know though.' I scoffed.

'Oh yes. It really seemed like it when you charged at me yesterday. If it was not for Damon being there, what would you have done?' I snapped at him. 'I'm sorry, sir. I should not have talked to you like that.' He chuckled.

'Its ok, girls of this era can. And you're right. I didn't expect to see you. I remembered what I had felt that night, and I lost control. I assure you, miss, it will not happen again.'

The song finished and I saw Damon sitting at the table with drinks. Stefan let his hand fall from my waist, and bowed. I curtsied back; it felt like I was back in my time, back at a ball.

'Thank you for the dance, and for listening to me. And if I may say so, you look beautiful.'

'Thank you.' I replied and walked back to Damon who was glaring at his brother.