Love Will Overpower (A Damon Salvatore Love Story)

Lead You Back To Me

Authors Pov

His clothes were blooded, his heart was aching. He felt so much pain, he wanted to turn it off but he couldn't. This girl had a hold of him, if he turned it off he knew no one could bring him back except this one girl that had no clue who he was.

He had left her house a couple of hours ago after breaking down in front of her asleep child. He had killed 3 people, drank from their jugulars until he couldn't breathe anymore. He could hear their screams while he was feeding and he was enjoying every single bit of it.

He didn't want to feel the pain of losing his loved one, he felt numb inside out. He didn't want to feel, he wanted to die and not feel anything. He was in so much pain the whole night he had been killing people, drinking from them like no care in the world he felt numb, he didn't want to live this life, he didn't want to live this life without her in his life.

After hours of drinking and killing people he had returned back to the hotel. It was 3 am and he was drunk, he couldn't remember what he had done, he had even blacked out for an hour or so. He stumbled into the room his clothes bloody and ripped he looked like a mess his eyes were red from crying his hair was messy he didn't look like Damon Salvatore.

He walked further into the hotel with no care in the world that he was knocking things over or he was about to wake his brother and his girlfriend or the blonde thickheaded Barbie doll. He plopped down on the couch taking on last sip of his drink before letting darkness take over him.

Victoria woke up to the biggest hangover, she groaned rolling over to her side. All the events that happened last night replayed through her head. She recalled what happened after Damon taking her up to her room the pain she felt, the sadness.

She needed to tell him that she didn't want to be alone, that she wanted someone to love her and her child.

She didn't want a man who would use her for sex, she wanted a man. Who would accept the fact that she had a child out of wedlock. The truth was her son wasn't out of wedlock. It was her husbands who she has no memory off; he was right in front of her. Her husband was right in front of her, the guy that loved her, that gave her the gift of being pregnant and she had no idea who he was.

She remembered Damon's lips against hers and shuddered, his lips were soft and velvety. As soon as his lips touched hers millions and millions of sparks ran through her. She was on fire just from Damon's small touch.

She cried to herself for being alone, of having no one by her side. She wanted Damon, Damon Salvatore that loved her, cared for her. You could see it from the beginning they met in Mystic Falls. When she was kidnapped he was the one that saved her, the one that cried when he thought he lost her even though they decided to just say friends but the problem was she didn't remember a thing.

She had stopped crying once she had heard the whimpers of her son in the other room; she kissed her son holding him tight he was the only thing that she had left.

She had received a call from Gabriella telling her that she could join her for dinner with a couple of friends at first she was hesitant but with a bit of begging and annoyance she agreed to go.

She fed, showered and dressed Ian; he looked just like his father in dark black jeans with a button up navy blue shirt. Making his blue eyes glow, his hair was ruffled to the side, he looked just like Damon if he was older they would of looked twins.

Victoria smiled at how handsome her son looked, he maybe a 2-year-old child but he was adorable, she had never seen a child with so much confidence and had shown so much happiness for the littlest things. For a 2-year-old child, he would light up her day with just a small smile and that was one of the things she loved about being a mother.