Aria Gilbert (The Other Gilbert Girl)*HOLD*

Chapter 13

Damon's P.0.V

I saw her body slump from Stefan's grasp in slow motion. All I could hear was the dull thud of her heart getting quieter. I ran to her and held her in my arms. How many times would I get the short stick? How many more times does the person I love die? When does this end? Katherine ran off with a grim smile on her face. I could save her. She wasn't completely dead yet. I tor open my wrist and shoved it into her mouth. "Come on, please don't leave me!" I pleaded with her. "Heal, or I'll.... I'll kill you myself." She wasn't responding at all. Her heart was slowly stopping. I held my breath as she took her last breath and her heart stopped. I didn't move, I held her for as long as I could.

Morning came and passed, I was still holding her. I stroked her hair back and sat her down. It was time to fix this. To get even. I walked away, but something changed. There was a new sound. A soft thud. I turned around and looked at her. Everything was the same. I started to walk again and I heard a new sound. Something breathing. When I turned around, I saw Aria's chest rising to a steady beat. I ran to her and lifted her head. Her heart was beating faster and her breaths were shallow. She was going to be ok. Her eyes slowly opened and her beautiful blue eyes were there, staring at me in awe.

Aria's P.0.V

I opened my eyes, everything was so clear and visible. I caught the glint of light reflecting of this mans' jacket. I saw the tiny threads sticking of his shirt. I saw everything, but 1000x better. "Aria... Your ok, thank God." He lifted me up for a hug. "Who is Aria?" I asked. I was confused. This man knew me, but I could not remember him. Hell, I couldn't remember my own name. "You are? Do you remember me?" The man asked. I shook my head, "No who are you? Am I your girlfriend, or are we friends?... Where am I, and what's wrong with me?" I grabbed my throat. A sharp pain shot through my gums. My veins felt like they were on fire. I whimpered as new teeth came out of my gums. "You are transitioning. We need to get you blood." Then several things clicked. One, this was Damon. Two, he is a vampire. Three, I am Aria Gilbert.  Four, I am in love with Stefan. And lastly, transition meant I was turning into a vampire. "No, Damon I don't want to be like you. I am not ready. This can't be it." I started to cry. "I wanted so much more out of life. A job, college, family... And kids. I want everything I had."

He stood me up and the sun shone on my face. It hurt my eyes really bad. I winced and Damon pulled me closer. "You will need a daylight ring after the transition. I am sorry Aria, I couldn't let you die. Especially at the hands..." Wait someone killed me? "Who Damon? Who killed me... I want them to pay for it with there life!?" He winced. "It was Stefan." He said in a muffled voice. Stefan. My Stefan? There has to be an explanation. "There must have been something wrong with him, or he was compelled?" Then Damon snapped. "That's just it, you can't compel vampires... He turned off his emotions. He couldn't control it anymore. And he killed you." My heart was breaking. I didn't want to be in a world were Stefan didn't love me. "It's a thing you can switch on and off right? Like a light?" I asked. "Yeah, I  don't know what your trying to accomplish here but..." I smiled. "If you can the emotions off, then you can turn them back on too?" He laughed, starting to get cocky. "Easier said than done." My veins started to burn again, and I grabbed my throat. "We need to find you someone to feed from." He dragged me back to the house.

Damon's P.0.V

I had to drag her back to the house. She didn't want this. She wasn't ready. All I could do was prevent her death. I didn't care what form she was. As long as she was visible and here. I loved her more than anything else, but I also caused her the most pain. I should have been a better person. I should have prevented this. I just wanted Aria back... Not her death. This was my fault, but Aria would blame herself because she was like that. She cared more about others than herself. None of this would have happened if I could still be in love with Katherine. If Aria had been like any other person and walked away that night at the bonfire. I could have saved her from the start, if I wasn't selfish.

I left her there at the house and found a nobody. Someone she could suck dry, without the guilt of him having a family or people that would miss him. But he had to be good enough that she would enjoy it. I brought him back to the house. Aria's eyes were fully dilated, her beast was just beneath her skin. "He is a nobody. No one will miss him, he has no family or children.He is a sweeper at a salt industry." I could tell she didn't care but soon she would. He was a handsome young man, who would have had a ton of opportunity's. But that was over. She bit into him with the insecurity of a young child. Her face began to contour as the change became complete. Her eyes went black, and the veins under her eyes became dark. I never saw a woman change before. There was something dominate about it that scared me. She stopped drinking. She tor her wrist with tears down her face. She pressed it to his lips. The wounds healed and she held him in her arms until his heart beat was strong again. Then she let go and looked me in the eyes. "I don't care if he won't be missed. I would always remember him." She picked the man up. She brought him outside. She shut the door. She walked to the recliner, sat down and fell asleep.