Out Of The Darkness - A Vampire Diaries Fanfic

Real Vampires

Hey ,

I'm sorry it's taken me so long to update this story . I'm going to try to make the updates more frequent now . Just wanted to say in advance , that I'm not very happy with the way this chapter has turned out . I've spent ages fixing it , and this is the best version I could come with . I apoligize for a crap chapter /

Thanks to everyone who has read/commented/voted for this story so far , it means a lot .

Katie x

Real Vampires

Damon's POV

He could hear her heartbeat the second her car pulled up in the drive . The sweet thump against her chest , and the veins in her throat , twining up like a vine , just ready for an hungry vampire's aching fangs . Damon shook himself , reaching out for the tumbler of blood beside him . He stared into the roaring fire as he drank , the fire was totally unnecessary during the hot summer day , but Damon liked the fire , it gave him something to stare at rather than reading Stefan's large quantities of diaries or messing around with his personal cheerleader .

Two days had passed since the fail of a dinner party , and Damon was convinced that Stefan was taking brooding to a whole new level . Neither of the brothers had seen Elena since , and Stefan had been out of his mind with worry . Damon hated to admit it , but he enjoyed the Gilbert girl's company . She was sweet , funny and very smart . Damon liked her , and he knew she liked him .

Call it curiosity , or whatever , but Damon was kind of waiting for Stefan to stomp downstairs and answer the door . But he stayed holed up in his attic room , staring into space and writing diary entries with far to many adjectives . Damon put the empty tumbler back on the table , beside his very special , no touching bottle of Bourbon.

Elena knocked softly on the door , Damon stayed where he was on the couch , feet up on the coffee table . He rolled his eyes as Elena knocked again , louder .

'God , ' He thought , reaching for the bottle of Bourbon on the table beside the couch and taking a large swig , savouring the burning the alcohol left behind in his throat.

' Can my life get any crappier ?'

He switched off for a few seconds , gazing around the room , at the ceiling to floor bookshelves , thinking he should probably read some of the books before they fell to bits , or Stefan stole them .

Elena banged the door again , thumping it with something .

“ Damn you Stefan , open this god forsaken door now ”

She called , voice angry . Damon smirked , leaning his head back on the back of the couch and closing his eyes .

Elena banged again , throwing something ( probably her trusty bag ) at the door . Damon opened his eyes , thinking that he would have to kill that girl soon . He was starting to get a headache , and Damon Salvatore , did not get headaches.

He climbed up , carefully placing the bottle of Bourbon beside the book he had been reading before Stefan stormed in , moaning about something that didn't exactly seem relevant to Damon's brain .

Damon walked towards the door , taking his time to make Elena more aggravated . He smirked again , wondering if Stefan had taken his ring off yet and was letting himself burn to death . Now that , would be a sob story . Damon stepped up to the door , letting Elena take her anger out on the door a little bit longer . He pulled it open , just as Elena lifted her fist again . Her eyes widened , and Damon nearly laughed .