The Salvatore Witch...

You make me happy.

*Damon*

I was still recovering from the fact that Megan told me she loved me. MEGAN LOVES ME. And I ruined it. Like I ruin every fucking thing! I couldn't tell Aqua to just leave. But I wished she did. I needed her to leave.

I stood alone outside of Klaus' mansion staring up in the sky. I heard the door open behind me, I wished so bad that it would be Megan, but of course not. This wasn't what she smelled like. Megan's blood was thick and smelled almost spicy, in a good way.

This blood, however, smelled sweet, human blood, I recognized. I sighed as I heard Andy's heels click against the concrete floor. "Baby," she purred, "Happy Birthday!"

As she neared, I turned around and kissed her hard. I could tell she was shocked, but happy. Very happy. She kissed me back too, until she realized what I was doing.

She pulled back hastily, touching her lip that was now bleeding. She looked into my eye, almost angry, but then she sighed and whispered, "I have your gift."

"What is it?" I asked uninterested.

"Come with me, I'll show you," she said, dragging me with her into the house.

As we entered, I saw that most people were already drunk and passed out on the floor. Thank god this isn't my house.

Andy pulled me to the stairs and I readily followed until we all heard the huge heavy wooden doors open. It wouldn't have been a big deal but it was so loud, as if almost demanding attention. And it deserved attention, Klaus stood behind them, looking ANNOYED.

"What on earth is this?!" He screamed so loud that everyone in there was aware of his presence despite the loud volume of the music.

"Nik," Rebekah said pleading him to keep quiet with her eyes.

"Rebekah, just MOVE." And with that, he almost threw her aside.

"Niklaus!" Veronikah yelled from the other side of the room, "She's your sister! Go help her up."

He didn't pay attention to any of them and unplugged the wire to the music. "Now," he roared, "Who started all this?"

Everyone seemed scared and took a few steps away from his direction. Everyone except one certain girl with pink hair. She stood separate from the crowd, watching Klaus in amusement. Of course, she was the only one who had the guts, "Its just a party Klaus."

"Nik, you call me Nik," he said angrily.

"Whatever, its only a party. You're overreacting."

"Why's it in my house?"

"I like your house better." Then, as if she knew Klaus won't argue any further, she turned and then unfortunately for me, her cold, angry eyes caught mine, "Oh and Klaus? Its Damon's birthday. Be nice." And with that, she vanished into the crowd.

Klaus was angry beyond believe, but everyone knew he wouldn't do anything. Megan could get away with anything when it came to Klaus.

His eyes desperately searched for mine, I was sure not to wish me though. "Run Andy!" I whispered.

But he heard me.

I grabbed Andy's hand and ran up the stairs into an empty room. "What's wrong Damon?"

"Klaus is angry." I stated.

"So what?"

And that's when Klaus entered, with an angry smirk plastered on his face. "Damon, I see you thought you could run from me."

"Klaus-"

"Megan's asked me to be nice to you, so I'm not hurting you," he said, patting my back. Then his eyes shifted to Andy, "However, this human, her blood smells delicious."