Miss Fell. (TVD Fanfiction)

50s Dance [Part 2]

(Tabitha POV)

I had begun dancing with Jenna when I noticed Elena in the middle of the dance floor talking into her phone. She turned to the punch bowl and I looked to where she was looking and saw a hooded man standing behind Jeremy. He was threatening to kill Jeremy.

I notice Elena begin backing up to the door and I told Jenna, "Excuse me Jenna, I have to go use the restroom. I'll be back."

I saw the vampire bolt out after Elena and I ran out to follow. I pulled out my gun and found him throwing Elena around like rag doll. I growled, "Hey!" I shot three times, but he burst over to me, shoving me back. I screamed and hit the doors of the cafeteria.

 He went back to Elena who had managed to find a couple wooden pencils on the floor and stabbed him before he could bite her. I crawled over to my gun and shot him in the back a couple of times. In retaliation, he stalked over to me and grabbed my left arm, snapping it at the elbow.

I screamed out in pain as he threw me back down onto the ground, "There, that outta keep you down for a while."

"Tabitha!" I heard Elena scream. I looked up to see her now armed with the long wooden end of a mop and goes to attack the vampire. However he was too quick and ripped the mop away from her. I grabbed the gun with my other hand. 

I shot the rest of the bullets into his side and he threw Elena over to me, smirking, at least he was stumbling now, "You got quite the persistent vampire huntress protecting you. Why don't you watch me kill her?"

The vampire picked me up by my neck and began to squeeze. Elena screamed, "NOO!"

Suddenly the pressure was released and I collapsed back onto the floor. Damon was now standing in front of Elena and I, holding a stake, "Hey dickhead! No one wants to kill you. We just want to talk."

The vampire tried to make a run for it, but Stefan appeared in the doorway, caught Damon's stake and jammed it into his stomach. I moaned as Damon sat me up to lean back against the wall, "I'll be right back okay? You good?"

I nodded, tears steaming from my eyes, "I'll be fine, just find out what that bastard wants and who he's working with."

Damon nodded and I hissed, trying not to move my arm. I looked down to assess the damage and was shocked to see it slowly healing. Damon hadn't given me his blood though, how could I be healing? When they had finished interrogation by killing the vampire, my arm had nearly healed completely. I frowned at Damon, "Damon, why am I healing?"

Everyone looked down and my arm and I continued, "Stefan's blood has already passed through my system, so why am I healing?" Damon opened his mouth, but I spoke first, "If you're thinking about spinning some bullshit lie, then I will never forgive you. Now tell me how I'm healing, now!"

He sighed, "I compelled the doctor administering your medication to place small amounts of my blood into your food when he brought your medicine."

"Why?! After I specifically told you not to!" I said, screaming at him

Suddenly Damon was in my face, "Because your buddy, Tyler, told me you get terribly sick every other month except for the entire time you were a substitute teacher. Why do you think that is?" I thought about it for a moment before Damon answered, "That was also the time I was feeding off of you and healing you. You had a steady flow of vampire blood in your system, so you never got sick. I wanted to help you." 

I evened my glare back at him, "You shouldn't have done that."

"Well you're lucky I did, or you wouldn't have a functioning arm right now."