Damon's Desire. Santana's Desire. Fanfic Book Series 1.

Damons Desire Over you Ch8/ Santana's Desire Ch5 Try sleeping with a brokenheart

Damon's Desire

Chapter 8

Over you

(Damon's locations before Santana's hotel incident.)

I thought about going to Stefan's but it was passed midnight. Elena would have a fit. I stopped in for last call at Matt's bar, formerly called the Grill, maybe he will stick with it. I walked in to a dead bar. A weekend at the Grill never looked this empty in years.  I walked over to Matt.

"What's going on?" I pointed to empty pool tables.  "Slow night. Did another bar open nearby?" I asked.

"Not that I know of. What can I get you were closing up." Matt  washed out glasses.

"Same."

"What is that?" He asked.

I suppose I don't come in as much as I used to.

"Scotch on ice." I answered.

"No problem." He said making my drink.

"So any news on this place? Is it yours yet?" I asked making beats on the counter.

"Nope. I hear something this month. Not sure if I want to buy it. No one comes in here anymore. We're not exactly a town people can trust."

"I could change that for you." I smirked.

"Not what I would call team work." Matt handed me my glass.

"I won't - you know do anything Damon like, just send people your way. I'm nearby. Sure Vines wouldn't mind driving a few minutes to get here. You just need something different. This scene as been around for a longtime. Add stacks of hay, horses out front and it's the same scene since - well you know. It's been around along time. People change. Trust me." I said drinking my scotch.

"I don't know if that will help." Matt mentioned.  " A new crowd."  He pondered on the idea.  " I don't have money to put into this place. Owner said she would just give it to me. Now she says she can't. She's making me pay. It's not a lot to you but to me...it's a lot." Matt mentioned.

"It will work out. This place as been around forever, it's not going anywhere. Just stop looking like you were sucked dry."

Matt scoffed and walked away. I meant it in a helpful way.

I looked around the bar and saw Mason Lockwood at the pool table. He must have known I was here this whole time. He was watching waiting for me to see him.  The look he gave was telling me he was stronger. He smelled me out and I didn't smell him, not even in the slightest. I walked over, I didn't want to but our pact had us doing it, like a fake friendship.

"Where did you stroll in from?" I asked finishing my scotch.

"I can ask you the same thing." Mason replied taking a shot at the 8 ball.

"I dropped off someone. Now i'm getting a drink before heading back to town." I waited for Mason to mention the new wolf in Vines.

He put the stick away, grabbed his jacket and left a couple bills on the pool table.

"Matt! I'm out. Left you something on the table. Make sure you get it." Mason hollered.

 Matt waved and continued his work.

"Lets talk." Mason ordered and I followed like a boy following his teacher.  

We went to our cars parked beside each other.

"I do carry Wolfs bane so you know." I warned.

Mason laughed. 

"You need to relax. I didn't bring you out here for anything like that. I heard about what happened at your house. Have you heard anything new?"