You asked and you shall recieve! Thanks to all of you I got messages from :) I had fun writing this and there will definitely be more later. Just so you all know, I'm not going to update and upload on this religiously, especially because we're coming up on exams and I have to study more than I have to write. I hope you guys enjoy this sequel! I honestly never thought I'd write a sequel to anything.
Chapter 1
“Damon, come on! We have a flight to catch!” I told him as we walked through the airport. Finally moving to Italy seemed unreal.
“We have a few hours, but I’m thirsty,” He whined. Wuss.
‘I heard that.’ He told me in my head. I just huffed and dragged him by the hand. Sure I was going to miss California but I had to get away. Damon decided that we should fake drowning and we did. Then they took us to the morgue where we paid the detectives and the coroner off to let us go. Stefan and Elena were also with us, they helped us get out of the morgue.
“Come on brother,” Stefan said and pushed him.
“Thank you Stefan,” I thanked him politely. He smiled and nodded.
“I can’t believe you just got rid of everyone! I was starting to really like Alicia,” Elena pouted. Stefan whispered to her to cool it and it wasn’t her choice. They had told everyone they were going back to Italy to tell Damon and Stefan’s parents. Little do they know that their parents died about five hundred years ago… But I still hold a lot of respect for the people who raised my Damon. They did a damn good job. We finally got to the platform and I looked out the window. Damon pushed me forward and pulled me back at the same time.
“Saved you life!” he joked.
“I wouldn’t have died anyways,” I shrugged it off even though is I still had a heart, it’d be racing.
“I would’ve cried if you did,” He said and played with the ring on his left hand. I sighed contentedly and leaned into him. Just when I thought I’d tamed him. Not a chance in hell.
“You bet babe,” He said. Then he muttered something in Italian that I didn’t understand… I need lessons. He walked off and I didn’t bother questioning him. I collapsed into a chair and dug through my purse. There was nothing entertaining to do.
For the first time I was left alone with my thoughts in months. I miss my dog… I can’t believe I killed my uncle. And I REALLY miss being occupied. All the gruesome thoughts came back to me that I’ve being pushing away with work for the last while. Suddenly I have something to distract me again as Alicia and Jeremy come marching over. Before they even get to me, I shush them.
“We thought you were dead!” Alicia said, although not loud. I love her.
“I can explain!” I pleaded. She just put her hands on her hips and stared, waiting for me. So I explained everything to them and begged them not to tell anyone. It took a while but eventually they agreed.
“Fine, but why couldn’t you just tell us and leave?” Alicia asked.
“Because it had to be known to everyone and Ashley and Olivia can’t know,” I said sternly.
“At least we know you’re happy with Damon,” Jeremy said and hugged me. I’ll miss them.
“I’ll miss you guys, maybe I can come visit,” I promised. We hugged and just then, Damon came to get me on the plane. It was painful to leave them behind but it had to be done.
I was really quiet the whole plane ride, just resting my head on Damon’s shoulder.
“What’s wrong, mio tesoro?” He asked me. Shivers ran down my spine as he spoke.
