Where Have You Been {Vampire Diaries fanfic}

Chapter 2

I don't own the Vampire diaries it belongs to L.J. Smith Julie Plec, Kevin Williams, and the CW.

                                                     

                                ~Flashback~ San Antonio Texas 2005

Jess snuggled up to Damon and he reluctantly liked the feeling. Jess owed him for saving her life. And to think forty-eight hours ago she was going to kill him. Damon smiled at the Nubian princess in his bed. He thought for a moment that she was a Bennett witch, but she was far more powerful than any he ever met.

Jess’s eyes fluttered open and Damon smiled down at her. She looked around confused. “Sleep well?” he asked pulling her into his naked body. He couldn’t help but to smile at the horror in her eyes, which she was trying to hide.

“What happened?” she demanded.

“What do you mean what happened?” he asked kissing her neck. “We had hot sweaty sex,” he beamed. 

“Do you really think I’m stupid?” she asked and he just smiled at her.

“Of course I don’t beautiful,” he smiled.

“What happened and what did you do with my clothes?” she asked wrapping the sheet tightly against her skin.

“You were getting your ass handed to you so I helped you a bit. I just saved your life,” he snorted.

“No you didn’t I was about to get the drop on a nest in downtown. You ruined everything. Did you kill them?” she asked and Damon felt his blood boiling.

“Of course I killed them. They nearly drained you dry. I had to give you a pint of my blood just to get your heart rate up. They deserved to die,” he yelled.

“You feed me your blood,” she said going cold.

“I had to or you would’ve died,” he said.

“Next time just let me die,” she said sitting up.

“Witches,” Damon mumbled to himself as he got out of bed and put some boxer-briefs on.

“You have to fix this,” she ordered standing before him wrapped in the sheet.

“How do you suppose I do that?” he asked with a grin on his face.

“You’re a vampire I’m sure you can figure it out,” she said narrowing her eyes at him. Damon didn’t seem this childish when they met at the club.

“I already ate so no thank you,” he beamed.

“Fine I’ll find someone else to do it. Where are my clothes,” she asked.

“Your clothes were destroyed here,” he said giving her a TJ Maxx bag with a few outfits, and a pink and black lace panty and bar set. Damon poured a cup of coffee as she searched through the bag. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but most vampires want to kill you,” he said.

“Your point?” she asked going with the black jeggings and red and gold tunic.

“They’ll kill you,” he bluntly stated.

“As long as your blood isn’t in me I could care less,” she smiled at the vampire as she started getting dress.

“I didn’t just save your life for nothing,” he said through clenched teeth, even though he was happy he got to see her in the lingerie he picked out.

“I gave you an opportunity to help and you won’t so…” she said turning to put on her bra. Damon walked over and helped her hook it.

“I’ll help you if you do something for me,” he whispered in her ear.