Previously:
"I wish I never laid eyes on you. I wish we never met. If I never laid eyes on you then I wouldn't have fallen in love." The bitter, truth-filled words left your lips with ease. A great sigh was forced from your lungs as the weight of the suppression was lifted from your conscience.Damon flinched away from your words, his eyebrows creased in confusion, lips parted but no words left them.
"I cannot do this anymore. Be treated like an object and not a human. I have feelings. You say you love me, but you only love me when it is convenient for you. I do not want to be loved if it is only because I am expected to be a constant variable. I-I need to leave." You whispered the last portion, the fire roaring behind you, blocking out light reaching your tear stained face.
Second person pov:
After you had stormed out of the Salvatore residence that night you have not looked back. You looked that charming devil in the eye and scoffed, before you strutted through the door, letting it slam as you exited. It has been a bit less than five years since that night. When you left that house you did not stop to pack your things, so you had nothing and no one.
Although, you were not completely alone in the world. You had made friends all over the world on your travels, across the span of centuries. There was always a place to stay, a shoulder to cry on. However, eventually the tears stopped flowing. Now you would try to laugh and carry on. Your tear ducts were through with crying over a man who did not want you the way you wanted him. He did not stop looking for you, though. Each time you hopped to a new destination, your friend would tell you that he was just there, looking for you. You have not gotten one of those calls in a while so you figure either he gave up, or he got better at being undetectable.
You stroll through the fall streets of New York, hot beverage in hand, smile on your face. Seeing as you got promoted to a high position in the company you worked for, without having to compel, you were joyful. Today you did not have to work, and you were glad for it. With the new job came more money, but also more work and more stress. You had been managing however, feeling secure and content.
As you cross onto a new and busy street, the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. You feel as though you are being watched, and thus followed. Even if you were a bit anxious on the inside, you physically displayed no signs of it and carried on as usual. You knew there was a dead-end alley coming up, and you prepared as you neared it.
You turned the corner into the alley and used your ability to speed to safety behind a tower of crates. Footsteps are heard as they near the alley and step into it. You can see through a crack in the boxes and try to get a good look at your tracker. The person has their back turned to you as they look around for the sign of their target: you. They turn around and you freeze in place.
"Oh yikes. Damon? Why the hell is he here? How'd he find me!" You think to yourself as you think about what to do.
With his back turned to you as he goes to exit the alley, you rush up to him with as much stealth as you can muster. You grab him and push him against the wall, your forearm forcing pressure on his throat.
"What the hell do you want, Damon?" The snarl exits your lips as you feel your fangs protrude in preparation for defense.
"Nice to see you too, princess." He flashes you with that smile that once had you a puddle in his arms. Those feelings start to resurface and you feel your body wavering. Narrowing your eyes, you press him to the wall with more force and let out a dry laugh.
"Do not call me that."
"You didn't mind it a few years ago. In fact, you loved it. I️ would whisper in your ear as we made lov-"
"That was a long time ago, you asshole." You growled, hating the effect he still had over you. Damon grinned in response because he knew exactly how to push your buttons.
"This is not some vampire movie series! Following girls and appearing out of nowhere is not cute or romantic! It's creepy, Damon!"
"Well what did you expect me to do? You left that night without saying anything about where you were going. You wouldn't answer my calls or anyone else's. You just disappeared, Y/n." Damon ranted, resting his head on your bent arm that held him in place.
"That was kinda the idea, maybe?" You shrugged your shoulders dramatically, quirking an eyebrow.
"I️ see you're still the sassy, sarcastic girl I️ loved all those years ago."
"Love? You call what you did to me love?" Your throat vibrated with the bitter laugh as you flipped your hair to the other side.
"Let me guess, Elena left you and so you started looking for me? Or is there another doppelgänger and you need your side piece back?" Damon rolled his eyes at your questions as he wiggled out of your grip with ease. He flipped you two over and pinned you to the wall with his very strong arm.
"Ooh. Been working out?" You spat out, the words struggling to leave your mouth as he applied pressure on your windpipe.
"Yes actually. Hm you know I️ remember when we have been in this position before. It ended pretty happily, but I️ have a feeling this time around it won't be the same." His voice made those words sound like a question and not a statement.
"As if." You whispered as you craned your neck, leaving a centimeter between your faces.
"Hm. Anyway we need to talk." Damon cleared his throat and looked away from you; you thought it was to make sure no one else was watching.
"About what? Let me guess. You wanna apologize and have me crawl back to you. Not this time, sweaty."
"No, it was more to have Katherine apologize. I'm bringing you to her." Your eyes widened with those words and felt your palms grow sweaty.
"What are you talking about, Damon? Apologize for what?"
"Let's just say that how I️ acted with you, had to with her compelling me as a human."
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A/n: I'm back loves! Sorry I've been gone so long, I️ was getting adjusted to the year, then midterms and finals happened. I'm on break now and I'm going to try to update more :)
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