The Little Lockwood

Nine

EDITED

The next morning I shower and brush my teeth, I grab a mango from the counter after I dress in high waisted jeans and a cute yellow crop top. I let my wet hair swing behind me as I walk through the forest to the Boarding house.

When I reach the front door I don't even knock, I just let myself in and go to the huge kitchen to get a glass of water and to throw the pit of the mango away.
I hear someone enter the kitchen and I can tell by scent exactly who it is.

"Are you still mad?" I ask in a small voice.

"Yeah, I'm still mad," Damon says and I hear him walking closer to me.

I turn around and face him, he's a few feet away from me, 

"We have a difference of opinion here, Damon."

Damon seems angered by this, 

"Debria, you've agreed to sacrifice yourself to Klaus. To say that we have a difference of opinion is the understatement of the century."

Rolling my eyes I walk past him to go to the parlor room, 

"You would know."

I plop onto the couch and Damon comes in behind me and sits next to me, but looking at me.

"What Damon?" I ask him hesitantly, unsure of what his gaze is holding.

He looks like he has something to say but stands up and goes to the bar and pours himself a drink.

I get up and follow him,

"Seriously? Bourbon? It's nine am."

Damon just openly glares down at me, and is then how I realize again how much smaller in human form I am compared to him.

He sips his bourbon once and sets it down before turning to look down at me again, 

"Do you really not know? You're going to be killed because you want to protect everyone."

I stand my ground, boring my eyes into his, 

"Sometimes what's right isn't always what's easy, Damon."

Damon steps closer to me, his blue eyes wide, 

"You care about me. You said so last night. I'm on your list of people for Elijah to protect and keep safe."

I narrow my eyes at him because I know exactly where he is going with this, 

"You are in no position to sway me in any way or form. I'm going to die Damon. Klaus is going to absolutely rip my heart out over a stupid stone, and he's going to drain Elena of her blood to the point of her death. And everyone else will be safe, because Elijah is going to kill Klaus as soon as the sacrifice is over. I'm ready to die for everyone I care about Damon, and so is Elena. Let it go."

Damon groans in frustration and hits the bar table so hard it cracks a tiny bit,

"You don't understand!"

I growl and let my eyes light up silver, I super speed him into a wall and maintain eye contact with him as I hold him there with my strength, 

"What Damon! What don't I understand? Weeks ago you didn't give a crap about me! Now you think you have all this say and control in my life! I've been on my own with my uncle for seven years! Seven! I can handle myself!" I shout at him and throw myself away from him and clench my fists together to keep from transforming into my wolf form, that's how angry he is making me.

"You're too young to be making life or death decisions Debria," Damon shakes his head at me.

I growl at him again and grab a fist full of his shirt, looking up at him,

"The way I see it Damon, you're either; on my side, by my side, or in my fucking way. Choose wisely," I push him away from me now and turn to leave.

I make it to the door before I'm spun around by Damon and he grabs my wrist.

"Debria, you really don't have any idea at all how important you are to me now. You have no idea how much I care about you," Damon says seriously, his eyes holding no smugness, nothing but truth.

I open my mouth to speak but his lips are suddenly very close to my face as he cups my cheeks in his hands and he leans in to whisper in my ear.

"Live Debria...just live..," he says gently. 

The proximity of his lips against my warm cheek makes my heart beat quicken a tiny bit.
I take a step back but I'm just pressed against the wooden front door now.

I look into his eyes as he still holds onto my face, I cover his chilly hands with my hot ones and slowly pull them away from my face. All the while our eyes locked.

"I think I need to get out of here for awhile Damon. I can't do this. It's not right..."I seem to whisper, all strength in me almost gone.

Damon's eyes search mine and he backs away, letting my hands drop from his slowly, 

"It is right. Just not right now."

I grab the door knob and twist it open,

"I'll be back soon...goodbye Damon. Be safe..."

He nods once and I close the door behind me quickly. I take my black converse off right there on the porch.
I shoot a text to Elena: Tell Elijah I'm not running away. I'm just taking a break. I'll be back soon.
I press send.

I text Tyler as well: Be back in a few days. Need some time to clear my head. Don't let mom freak out. Love you so much.

 Pressing send on that text, I leave my phone in the left shoe.

Then I start running.
I bolt through the forest at top speed, leaping, sprinting. My bare feet hitting the ground at a speed I've only reached once before.
Jumping into the air I rip through it and land on all fours, my wolf form taking place.

I let out one long howl and it echoes through the air as I race away from Mystic Falls, I know it's loud enough for almost anyone outdoors in the town to hear it.

I start bolting north, in hopes of reaching the border between the US and Canada by sundown...