A Different End

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING- NOT EVEN DAMON OR STEPHAN *sniffs*

Bella Swan's Point of View

My eyes fluttered open. It was blurry at first and after a moment of rubbing my eye lids I was able to focus. I was in bed-in my bed. I turned to the side to see it was 10 in the morning. I sat up and stretched and that's when I noticed my surroundings- really noticed.

After looking at the mess of clothes I looked to the side to see Damon Salvatore sleeping soundly. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and raised my hand to my neck. I pulled my hand to see blood.

My blood.

I examined my fingers breathing through my mouth. Vampire,was the only word going through my oddly calm mind. I leaned against the headboard pulling the sheets around me. I closed my eyes again and tried to remember what had happened last night.

Yes things got heated and we eventually ended up in my apartment. I couldn't stop myself. I wanted the warmth he was giving me and I wasn't denied. It was unbelievable. And for the first time at night, I didn't think of Edward or Jacob, not for obvious reasons, all I thought about was Damon, and why and how he was able to make me feel this way.

In the middle where his head was at my neck he had pulled away- and I saw his face. His eyes were black and his face was pale, the veins around his eye darkened in way I could actually trace them. And I did, shocking both myself and him. And then he bit me. At first there was a sharp pain, but then it was euphoria, it was amazing. Paradise, if felt as though I was in heaven…I had pulled him closer, wanting his… fangs deeper into me.

There was a part of me screaming what was doing, about everything, sleeping with a stranger and letting this stranger use me as a common blood bag. But that voice was fading instead of growing with every second. I felt a small breeze and I opened my eyes to see Damon's blue ones in front of mine.

His eyes scrutinized me before asking in a voice that was both curious and amused at the same time. "Why aren't you running? Or at least screaming." He asked his face dangerously close to mine. I replied in what I hoped to be a calm voice.

"Maybe because I'm not scared." I said moving closer to him so our noses were almost touching. "Really…" And then next thing I knew he had me pinned to the bed. His face had become pale, and the white of his eyes were gone, they were as dark as the night sky, and the blue was gone red replacing it. His fangs grew, looking so dangerous and sharp and around his eyes dark veins grew. It was weird, but he looked hot.

"Are you sure about that?" He asked smiling a sadistic smirk. He had let go of my wrists. I tilted my head in curiosity as I placed my hand on his cheek. He stared at me as I rubbed my thumb under his right eye. I gave myself a small smile as they veins slowly disappeared. "Blue goes better, I didn't like the red." I simply sated.

His eyes narrowed as he moved his head away so he could take a good look at me. "What are you?"

I raised my eyebrows. "What are you?" I asked playing with strand of his silky hair.

He snorted. "I'm a unicorn. What do you think I am?" He asked smirking as I rolled my eyes. I put my hands in my sheet covered lap as I answered. "I think that you're a vampire."

"Score one for the human." He said smiling his cocky grin.

"Yeah, whoopee. Go human." I said bitterly. I then looked into his eyes, his brilliant ice blue eyes. "But… I've met a vampire…"

"And you're still alive?" He asked bemused, sitting next to me. I continued my curiosity getting the better of me.

"Yeah, but he had cold skin," I said laying a hand on Damon's arm, "And it was like he was made out of stone," I let my fingers slide down his soft skin a part of me loving the feel of it. I then traced his eye shape and whispered, "And gold eyes." I then snapped out of it and looked down.

I could practically feel his gaze burning into me. And for the first time in years I blushed with real emotion, and what made things worst was that it spread all over me making me tighten the sheet around me.

After what seemed like forever I turned towards Damon, who still looking at me. "What?" I asked annoyed. "You've met a Cold One-one of those fairy versions of vampires?"

"Met, dated, fell in love? I guess." I muttered looking at anywhere but him. "Sooo, how would Mr. Sparkles like it if he found you sleeping with the Original race?" He asked in an amused voice. I winced and pulled my knees closer to my chest and gave a stiff shrug. Silence hung in the air.

"Have you ever heard of vervain?" He asked suddenly. I repeated the unfamiliar word. He nodded and I shook my head slowly. "That's weird."

"How's that weird?" I asked giving him my full attention. He looked at me for a second before answering. "Vervain is an herb that protects humans from vampires- like me. It's poison for us and its stops us from compelling people."

"What's compelling?" I asked.

"What happened to Sparkles?" He asked. I narrowed my eyes and pulled my knees to my chest.

"Why do you care?" I asked looking at him. He shrugged and then a moment later he was in front of me. His pupils dilated yet again, making me wonder what he was doing. "Tell me. What happened to you and the Cold One?" He asked- not commanded of me. I turned my head to the side and said in an emotionless tone. "No."

"Why?" He asked. I heard frustration in his voice. I answered.

"It's too painful." I choked. And then I was crying. Endless tears streamed down face. After I got all my sobs out I looked up at him. "You can go! Just like the both of them! GO!" I yelled through my tears I pounded on his bare chest. I felt his hands around my wrists, but I continued to thrash. After minutes of him restraining me I stopped.

My face was covered in tears, and my wrists had bruises around them. I started to sob quietly. And the next thing I knew was that I was in someone's lap.

"What did he do to you?" A voice asked softly. After a couple of minutes I spoke. "He told me, every day that he loved me, that he couldn't live without me that we would be together forever." I whispered. My tears were done, but there were still traces of them on my face. I looked up at the Damon. His face… was caring, and kind, but I could see traces of anger and confusion.

"And the he left me. He told me that it was all lies. That I was only a distraction." I sighed and wiped my face. After a moment I got up from Damon's lap and from my bed. I sat on the edge.

"I won't tell anyone. About you- being a vampire. So you can go. It was nice," I cleared my throat before continuing, "Err, meeting you."And without looking back, I walked away and headed towards the bathroom, ready to put on one hell of a show for the day.