Salvatore/Mikaelson ][ short stories/imagines TVD&TO

Heightened emotions [part 2]

I take a deep breath and close my eyes, trying to calm my nerves. When I open them again, he is in front of me. His face is calm, but his eyes are wide open. The darkness of the blue scares me. I've never seen his eyes so dark...

He stands in front of me. Not saying a word. His eyes scan over my body, looking for any visible damage. Which of course, is not there after my transition. For a second I'm contemplating my chances of running, past Damon, into the hallway, through the door and into the woods. But if he wouldn't catch me before I even reached the hallway, he would find me in those woods.

"Damon... Please say something..." My voice cracks at the end of my sentence and I find it hard to hold back the threatening tears.

He is still not saying anything and I'm more afraid every second that passes. My bones feel like paper and it feels like my blood has stopped pumping it's way through my body.

Suddenly his facial expression softens and his eyes turn from dark and angry, to soft and sad. He steps closer and wraps his strong arms around my body.

I lean my head against his chest and the tears that where threatening behind my eyes are now flowing freely.

"I'm so mad at you right now." His hands draw circles on my back as his voice is still harsh, opposite of his hands.

"I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have gone in there when Klaus was there, I shouldn't have yelled at him and pissed him off."

"You do know that you're lucky Stefan was close to heal you. Otherwise Klaus would have just killed you, and there would have been nothing I could have done to save you."

I nod against his chest, his voice cracks at the mention of my possible death.

Damon had told Stefan to keep me out if Klaus's way and whatever he did, not feed me vampire blood. My mortality was Damon's weak spot in our fight against Silas. Klaus wanted that gone, Damon didn't want me to change.

He knew Klaus wouldn't feed me his own blood, he wouldn't go to such lengths, didn't want to waste the time to make a plan to do it. But if he knew there was vampire blood in my system he would take the second that was needed to snap my neck and end this constant bickering about my mortality. And it was exactly what he did.

I made the mistake of going into the bar, yell at Klaus for sending  Damon off to some witches all by himself. Not taking in account his short temper. He was in front of me in seconds, his hand around my throat and he trew me through the glass window.

Stefan was there and immediately healed me with his blood before he even saw the lengths of my injuries. That was just the opportunity Klaus needed. He pushed Stefan out of the way as soon as he tought I had enough blood. His hands wrapped around my head and everything went black.

When I woke up Stefan was talking to Matt and I was laying on the couch. Matt gave me his blood to complete the transition.

Now there is a constant desire inside me, a desire for blood. My emotions are all over the place and I'm a crying mess in the arms of my boyfriend.

"I'm so sorry Damon. I'm so sorry I screwed up."

"Shhhh, it's alright."

I look up against him as he stretches his arms out, placing me at an arm distance away from his body.

"How come I'm sad about this, but still so happy to be with you. And even more in love with you at the same time that I hate you for leaving us alone here?"

He chuckles, his eyes softening and his face becomes that of a smiling man.

"O baby girl..."

His arms wrap around me again and I inhale his scent.

"Didnt Stefan tell you anything?"

"He told me to wait here, drink the coffee and he would be back with blood so I wouldn't attack Bonnie while making a daylight bracelet."

He just laughs, knowing damn well that I could try everything in my power to attack Bonnie but I'd still fail miserably. She'd fry my brain before I could even take a step in her direction.

"Your emotions sweety, everything is heightened, not only your senses. Get used to it."

I laugh, it feels good. I was so afraid of his fury that I didn't think about how happy I was that he was back in my arms again. And that happiness is only heightened by my new found vampirism.

"You just wait, you'll wanne rip the clothes off my body as soon as you've fed."