Behind Blue eyes

Behind Blue Eyes: Chapter 17- Just stop messing Damon

Chapter 17

Just stop messing Damon

♥♥♥ Third Person P.O.V♥♥♥

“Oh my God Amy, how are you?” Alaric Saltzman asked as he stood on Amelia’s doorstop and she let him in.

“Been better, much better,” Amelia admitted as she walked into her dining room.

“I was so worried about you,” Alaric said before hugging his daughter. “I left so many messages and I called you about forty odd times,” Alaric explained as they backed out of the hug.

“Oh fudge!” Amelia shouted face palming herself, causing Alaric to raise one eyebrow. “I lost it. I-I, the wolves must have taken it! Holy Sugar Honey Iced Tea!” Amelia exclaimed. “Damn it. Besides, on the bright side, I learned a few things,” Amelia said causing Ric to raise an eyebrow.

“Diamond is like the equivalent to wood for vampires to psychics like me, if not worse. Wounds created by diamond from what I can gather don’t heal, well they do, but at human rate,” Amelia told him.

“Also psychics, like vampires and werewolves also have a herb which is toxic to them. It’s called hellebore,” the blonde added. Normally she would have forgotten something like that but after having it imprinted on your skin it kinda stuck in her mind. Alaric nodded taking in the information.

“Hey, are you going to the Lockwood’s history thing?” Alaric asked changing the subject.

“Oh God no,” Amelia laughed.

“Unfortunately me and Jenna got roped in by Mrs Lockwood into helping so…bye,” Alaric said passing Amelia. “Bye,” Amelia said as he walked out her door.

Later on Amelia decided to return Damon’s black leather jacket which he had given her to wear when he had found her with Tyler in the woods half naked shortly after the wolves had fell down, most of the dead due to pain. To much of the blonde’s surprise her father opened the door to her.

“Hey Ric. Urm, where’s Damon? I ur have his jacket,” the blonde explained raising her eyebrow. Alaric opened his mouth to speak but Amelia, sensing that something bad had happened, pushed past him and walked into the hallway.

She made her way through to the Salvatore’s sitting room too see Damon sitting down with a nasty wound on his neck dabbing a handkerchief in a weak attempt to stop it bleeding. This caused Amelia to through the jacket out of her hand.

“What happened?” Amelia asked as she rushed over to the injured vampire.

“Elijah cut his neck with a toothpick,” Alaric explained         

♥♥♥ Amelia’s P.O.V ♥♥♥

“Give me that,” I said snatching the bloody cloth which Damon had been using to dab the blood on his neck as it came. I dabbed the wound a few times in a feeble attempt to clean it then pressed my lips onto his cold, soft neck where the wound was. I stood up straight receiving confused and freaked out looks from both Ric and Damon as I licked the blood off of my lips.

“What the-” Ric started before I interrupted him.

“Look,” I said pointing to Damon’s neck which was already healed. Damon looked up at me in amazement, speechless causing me to smirk. I, Amelia Saltzman had made Damon Salvatore speechless.

“The kiss or blood of the psychic heals ninety nine percent of wounds,” I said impressed with my knowledge.

“Well, Elijah…also cut my lips with the tooth pick, sooo you know. Kiss it better?” Damon proposed causing me to raise an eyebrow seductively.