I woke up to the bright light shining in the floor to ceiling windows. Everything from the last 24 hours sped through my head and I realized that I was at the Salvatore boarding house. A loud knock was heard on my door.
"Come in" I called in a raspy morning voice. Damon walked in and chuckled at my morning hair. I rolled out of bed and began brushing my hair as Damon sat on the bed.
"I just came to see if you wanted breakfast" Damon explained as he watched me brush my hair. I glanced at him through the mirror I was in front of and smiled.
"I don't want to be a burden..." I shyly stated, I strutted over to the walk-in closet and stepped inside to get clothes on. (I'm going to like say which outfit you are wearing by number so for example outfit 1 would be the first outfit on the list. Today you are wearing outfit 4!) I walked out and started on my makeup as I realized Damon had left. I finished curling my hair and pulling it into a quick style. (If you have shorter hair it can be just curled) I stepped down the stairs one by one, my heart beating faster with each step. Why was I so nervous all the sudden? My parents. My friends. They must be worried sick, what if Katherine got them? What if they're gone!? Suddenly I began to feel light headed as I tripped on a stair, falling to the bottom of them. I layed on the ground for a few seconds before pushing my body up with my arms and sitting on the bottom step.
"That was quite a fall" A softish voice mocked as I shot my head up, resulting in my headache becoming a migraine. The man had caramel hair combed to the left and chocolate brown eyes. He wore a gray blazer with a light blue dress shirt.
"W-who are you?" I seethed with anger and fear, I was sure he was not Salvatore somehow. He chuckled in amusement at my interrogating.
"Elijah Mikaelson" he stuck out his hand for me to shake but I declined, instead offering a glare. He sat down next to me and pressed near my temple as I winced in pain. He pulled his fingers away, my blood tinting them red. He stuck them in his mouth and pulled them out clean, must be a vampire. Suddenly Elijah's ears perked up as he stood up from his place on the stairs.
"I must take my leave now" He quickly smiled and sped out of the house right as Stefan strutted in the room. His neutral expression changed to worried, he must've smelt my blood cause he glanced at me and jogged over.
"Are you ok!?" he was definitely shaken by the smell, has he not had blood in a while?
"I'm fine, just fell down the stairs!" I giggled at my clumsiness, not bothering to mention the dizzyness. He looked a bit frustrated when I mentioned Elijah as he briefly touched my shoulder before speeding in the kitchen and then out the door. I got up and walked to bathroom to wash the blood off my temple when I felt a presence behind me. I grabbed a razor sitting on the sink and whipped around to face my...um...attacker? Behind me was Damon smirking while holding a glass of bourbon with his hands in the air, I instantly relaxed and set the silver razor down.
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Blood in my veins (Damon x Reader)
Teen FictionHi, I'm Y/N. I am a average 17 year old girl, at least I was an average girl, until I found a vampire and love. Is this to much for the beginning of a story? Sorry! Anyway here's how the story goes.