The Selected

The Fight

I quickly run into my room, slam the door and hop on my bed bringing my knees into my chest, thankful my maids aren't here to witness this. I pushed Serena. Is that considered violent? Am I going to get kicked out? How much longer do I have before I get reprimanded.... Well the answer to the last question is 15 minutes. It took 15 minutes before Damon burst into my room screaming at me.

"What the hell did you do?!" He yelled while taking quick strides toward me. If it were any one else I probably would have just remained quiet, apologized even, but the fact that he just assumed I was the number 1 person to blame just really pissed me off.

"I think you mean what the hell did Serena do!" I yell back at him.

"What do you mean?! You threatened her and then hit her and if that wasn't enough you also pushed her!"

"Okay fine yes I pushed her, but threaten and hit her? No. That is bull shit." I say getting to my feet. "Who told you that? Serena?"

"Serena as well as Rebecca AND Caroline!"

"No shit Rebeca and Caroline would say that! They were in on this whole thing with Serena! They'll always back her up! You weren't there! Serena was..."

"No. I don't care what Serena did. I care what you did."

"I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!"

"yeah sure, okay Carter. When you're ready to have a real conversation you'll know where to find me", he says while walking to my door.

Picking up a pillow I reply, "God, Do you ever listen to anything other than the sound of your own voice!" before whipping it at him. The second it hits him tears start streaming down my face and I sink back down onto my bed. I watch as Damon weighs his options, before he closes my door picks up the pillow and walks back towards me, anger clearly showing in his eyes.

"First of all you do not speak to me that way", he says while grabbing my shoulders and lifting me back into a standing position, "Secondly, this.." he says while pointing at the pillow and throwing it across the room, "never happens again, and thirdly if you ever do anything like this again you will be kicked out. No more warnings, ever. Got it?!"

"Whatever you say.. 'Your Highness'" I snark at him.

"Now clean yourself up, you look like a mess, and ... what the hell happened to you dress?" he replies.

"It's covered in juice that Serena spilt on me, on purpose, but you were to busy falling ill to Serena's sweet talk to give a crap about what really happened in that ladies room".

"I didn't 'fall ill' to her sweet talk, I talked to her first, and she had two girls backing up her story, who else was I supposed to believe?"

"You were supposed to believe me! You should have know that I would never do ANYTHING like that, at least not without a good reason! She called Hadley's mom a gold digger, told everyone that I was only here for the money and.. and she...."

"she what Carter?", he urges while grabbing onto both my shoulders looking me straight in the eyes.

"She told me I was nothing" I whisper, "and by the way you're looking at me right now, I'm starting to believe it... just go Damon". Damon stands there staring at me for a good thirty seconds before saying..

"No."

"Damon please just..."

"No."

"Damon leave!" I scream pushing him away from me.

"No." He says before walking right back towards me.

"Fine. You want something to believe?! Believe this. I hate you!" I say while hitting him in the chest, "I hate the power you think you have over everyone!" another hit. "The way you never trust a word I say" another hit. "And the fact that you see me as some broken little girl that is head over heels for you" another hit.

He stares at me like my hits have no affect on him.

"Are you about done?" He asks in a bored tone. I slowly nod my head. "Good" he says before pinning my arms behind my back and crashing his lips down to mine, hard. Our mouths move in sync with one another and as the grip on my arms loosen I rip my arms out from behind my back, grabbing onto his shirt, pulling us closer together. His hand snakes around the back of my neck, bringing us even closer together if that's possible. He then turns us around so his back faces my bed and slowly sits down on it making me stand between his legs. just as his hand snakes around my back the door burst open and my maids come scurrying in. I quickly jump away from him but my maids seem to figure out what they burst in on and quickly bind their apologies before running back out the door, red faced. Damon and I just stare at each other breathless before he clears his throat and says "I should umm... I should probably go."

I just nod my head slowly and watch him walk to the door. He hesitates for a second before he walks back towards me kissing me one last time before exiting my room leaving me alone thinking ... what the hell just happened?