Florence's POV.
I finally saw Damon after 110 years looking for him and my best friend, I haven't been so happy to actually see him right in front of me. I see him sprint towards me, he looks at me still in shock. He leans his hand down to my back where the stack was, he grips onto the stack and takes it out of my back. I wince slightly feeling the sharp wood pull out of my back, I sigh looking up at Damon. I look at him in awe and I lean my hand up slowly as it connects to his cheek as I softly stroke his soft stubbled cheek. I gasp again loudly feeling a bow penetrate through my chest that was near my heart.Damon groans and then looks up, "oh c'mon Alaric I was having a moment." he says in a frustrated tone.
I started to breathe heavily, I look up at the man that tied me up with ropes that was soaked in vervain. I raise an eyebrow in confusion wondering why he is still alive, I grab the bow pulling it out of my chest. I stand up straight gripping onto the bow, "I killed you, how the hell are you still alive." I snap at him, I sprint towards him gripping onto his neck and with the bow in my other hand trying to stab the side of his pulse.
Damon sprints towards me gripping onto my waist pulling me away from him. I hiss angrily as my fangs appear, the veins under my eyes appear in anger and dropping the sharp bow. "He hurt me." I felt Damon's soft hands touch my cheeks making me look at him. I look at him slowly calming down, my breath starts to go in a steady well pace. "H-he almost killed me, I didn't sign up to be killed." I explain looking away from Damon. My dad always taught me to watch my back, and to kill before I get killed. He always said revenge is always sweet, because if you don't get your revenge it is a possible chance they'll do it again. End it before they try it again in the second round.
Alaric looks at us in pure confusion, he dangles his crossbow putting his arms in the air, "Damon do you know her?" he looks at me raising an eyebrow "and we didn't sign up to keep you alive."
I pull away from Damon quickly causing him to stumble backwards. "You want to kill me?" I say looking at him and I clench my jaw trying to keep my cool.
Damon furrow his eyebrows shaking his head quickly "no no Florence, I didn't know it will be you. So me and my bud was planning to get rid of 'you', but like I said I didn't know it was you." he explain to me in his soothing voice that always has calmed me down. Damon then looks at Alaric giving him a stern look, "change of plans okay? I'll explain how we know each other. Now don't kill each other."
Matt clears his throat to draw our attention, "I'm still here"
I look at Matt and walk over to him, I look into his eyes as our pupils dilated. "You don't remember what just happened, you just wondered around with me to talk, now go back to the carnival and have fun" I say to Matt nicely.
Matt nodded and smile happily at me, "I'll catch you back home later Flo" he says walking away and waving bye to me.
I sigh watching him leave, I turn back around looking at Damon. I bit onto my lower lip, I quickly walk over to him and I wrap my arms around his neck pulling him into a tight hug. I felt his strong arms wrap my my waist pulling me closer, I didn't mind the pain right now. All I care about is having Damon back, and soon to finally meet Stefan again. He pulls away from my leaning his hands up to my cheeks, he leans his forehead against mine. I reach my hands to his arms gripping on them, "you don't know how long I have been waiting for this moment." I whisper to me closing my eyes enjoying his presences.
I walk into the home of Damon's and Stefan's big mansion. I nodded looking around, "mmm so vintage" I say playfully looking around the house. I walk into the living room slowly crossing my arms as I sigh to myself. Even though I don't want to talk to my dad soon, I really what to tell him that I finally found Damon and Stefan.
"Oh and I'm guessing this is yours." I hear Damon behind me. I turn around seeing him holding up my phone, swaying it around a bit.
I walk over to him snatching my phone from his hand, "thank you." I say standing rather close go him, as he pours some bourbon inside a glass for us to drink. He hands me the drink looking at me from his side, I place my phone down and grab the drink from his hand gently as I lean it up to my lips taking a quick sip out of it. Damon kept his eyes on me not moving his eyes away from me while taking a few sips from his drink.
I clear my throat and smile slightly. I turn around and then started to walk around the living area, I go to the other side of the living room looking at the other drinks that was set on the table. I look at them playing around with the glasses, I felt Damon sprint towards me standing behind me. "So how long you've been trying to find us again?" he whispers gently as I feel his warm breath linger against the back of my neck.
I sigh softly taking a sip of the bourbon, "one hundred and ten years." I say simply not turning around to face him.
I see Damon's arm reach over setting his drink down on the table that was in front of me. "Okay, and how long you haven't seen me? Was it one hundred and..."
"Fifty one years" I say softly. I feel his hands on my leather jacket gently pulling it off gently from my body. I feel his soft lips pressed against my shoulder, then kissing it up to my neck.
I close my eyes loving the feeling of his soft lips against my skin. It made me have chills all over my body, and my heart pounding out of my chest. Like if it was 1864, he always made me feel this way also I was so nervous around him and that feeling hasn't gone away no matter what. "Damon, I know we haven't seen each other in years and I just..."
I feel his hands roam my body, I sigh in pleasure going insane over his touch. I turn around quickly, I grip onto his shirt sprinting towards the wall putting him against it. Our lips tease each other as I softly trace my plumped lips against his, "you drive me crazy" I whisper against his lips.
"I know, I'm guessing that hasn't changed a bit." he whispers as well giving me a look full of lust.
I quickly pull off his leather jacket, then I finally grip onto his shirt ripping it apart. I grab onto the back of his neck pulling him closer to me, once I was finally going to kiss him for the first time in 151 years, I hear a familiar voice behind me.
"Am I interrupting something?" I hear a familiar voice from across the room. I turn around quickly finally seeing Stefan, "It's like 1864 again, me walking into you guys and pretending that I am not interrupting anything. That's what best friends do, and brothers, we cock block" Stefan's says in a jokingly tone, a smirk appears on his face looking at me.
I laugh softly quickly pulling away from Damon, I leave him with his shirt ripped open and him against the wall as I quickly sprint over to Stefan embracing him in a tight loving hug. "Oh my god I miss you so much Stefan" I say happily closing my eyes.
Stefan hugs me ten times as tight, he pulls away and then grabs my leather jacket from the floor and then handing it to me, "sorry to ruin your moment with Damon, but hold your horses we all finally just reunited please save what you guys were doing for next time" Stefan stated.
I roll my eyes grabbing my leather jacket putting it on me. I smirk and look behind me as Damon was still against the wall, "ok try seeing the person you waited for, for 151 years finally showing up then get cock blocked. Thanks" he says sternly grabbing his jacket on the floor, then walking away.
I shake my head slightly watching him leave, "typical Damon not getting his way" I sigh out. Finally, first time seeing Stefan and Damon after 151 years, and 110 years searching for them. My life feels complete, I can finally feel alive again and finally feel alive with my best friend and my lover. I can do what I want and be free without feeling like shit and not accomplished for what I was feeling for the pass 110 years. I did it.
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