On My Own (TVD Series)

Befriending the Stranger

Robbing my eyes open, I looked around to find myself back in my bedroom. My clothes had been changed, and my hair was brushed, but Katherine wasn't around.

"Nice to see you woke up," Damon whispered.

"Did you?"

"Yes...it's not like I haven't seen them before. I did change you when you were little." Damon chuckled.

"Gross."

"I should be the one saying gross. I saw...everything." He sighed, mimicking a shiver.

"How did you find me?" I asked, throwing my covers over.

"Katherine called me to come and pick you up..."

"...And that's all?" I asked.

"Yeah, what else would she tell me?"

Shaking my head, I headed to the bathroom to brush my teeth when I see a brand new dress hanging in my closet.

"Whose is that?" I asked.

"Yours. I bought for the party we're going to."

"We're?"

"Yeah...We. Us. Two people-"

"I know what that means, Damon. But why do I need to come?"

Leaning against my door, he chuckles softly before his eyes widen sternly.

"Elijah made a promise with Elena about not killing her, whatever. But Elijah asked that in return...he meets you. Formally."

Nervously, I looked around the room before at the dress hanging in a black bag.

"Hey, I'm gonna be there. We're gonna be fed before we go, just in case. And you have your magic voodoo." He said, shaking his fingers.

"We'll be fine."

Leaving my room, I hear him enter his room before I headed to my closet and laid the dress on my bed.

"Fine..." I whispered, before getting into the shower.

~

Standing at the edge of my bed with a towel wrapped around me, I zipped down the bag to a mustard color with dress and blue and red detailing. It had a halter cut top with a single button at the neck pulling everything together.

Zipping up my brown ankle boots, I fixed myself up and curled my hair before running my fingers through.

"Our snack is ready!" Damon yelled from the living room.

Heading downstairs, Damon held two large cups of blood.

"It's not your favorite...but it'll work." He whispered.

Smelling it softly, I got a stench of A-Postive.

"If you do good today, I'll see what I can do. I heard that Jules girl is O-Neg." Damon chuckled, as I chug down the entire bottle in seconds.

"Ugh...let's go."

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Entering the Lockwood Manor, Damon and I stood in the foyer, looking around the room before Damon heads in front of me first.

"Wait for me to say something first, okay?" He whispered.

Nodding my head, I grabbed one of the wine glass from the waiter's tray as Damon walked off.

'Damon'.

'Carol.'

'What a surprise.' Mrs. Lockwood said.