Her➳ Damon Salvatore

Brave New World

"What the hell happened Stefan?" I asked running over to him helping him up on a bench. He held his stomach in pain and I frowned lifting the shirt up making him wince. It was bleeding.

"Katherine happened," he answered. I should have known. I took a clean cloth out from the bag Jenna gave me and I put it on the wound to stop the bleeding. I know it will heal but I couldn't keep the blood on him.

"Are you gonna be okay?" I asked lightly wiping off the blood around the wound dying the cloth red.

"Yeah. It'll heal," he answered looking at it.

"That's not what I meant,"

"I was trying to figure her out. I was playing along, I let her get to me," Stefan said looking ahead at the pond that was in front of us.

"We tried to track her, but she's gone. Ooh, cover up, Fabio. We've got a crazy ex on the loose," I turned around to see Damon standing there. Stefan took the cloth from my hands and pulled down his shirt. "Better watch out, looks like Katherine's trying to steal your guy,"

"That's not what's happening," Stefan said annoyed of Damon's presence.

"Isn't it? I mean, it's only fair since I... went after your girl," Damon told him smoothly. I felt Stefan tense under my touch.

"I'm gonna go check on Jenna and Jeremy. Let me know when you guys are done," I rolled my eyes at them both before giving one last look to Stefan and Damon and walked away. They are literally like two teenage little boys. It makes me feel like Katherine. I don't want to be or feel like her.

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Where is Elena when I need her? Where could she actually be? If she was here would things be a lot different? My thoughts took over my brain while I looked in the bathroom mirror. I turned the tap water on and began washing my face and then brushed my teeth. My feet padded against the cold wooden floor exiting the bathroom. I jumped when I saw a figure sitting at the edge of my bed. It was Damon.

"Oh my fuck. You scared me," I sighed putting my hand over my fast beating heart.

"Just doing my part in the neighborhood watch," he said lowly. He looked down and depressed about something.

"Thanks for looking out for us. For me,"

"That's me, your trusty bodyguard. Calm in a crisis," he slurred his words. I squinted my eyes looking into his. They were starting to get red.

"Have you been drinking?" I asked curiously. He peaked up at me and took his pointer and thumb finger in a pitching motion. So he has. "And you're upset. That's not a good combination,"

"No, I'm not upset. Upset is an emotion specific to those who care," he said staring at the floor.

"Oh come on Damon. That's a lie. You care," I rolled my eyes.

"You're surprised that I kissed you. Why would you be? There is something going on between the two of us, and you know it," he told me standing up making me back away. He's been drinking way too much. "You're lying to me, and you're lying to Stefan, and most of all you're lying to yourself. I can prove it," he was getting awfully close to my face making my heart drop and stomach turn into butterflies. I cannot admit that he's right. His hands cupped my face and he went to kiss me, this time succeeding. His lips touched mine and for a second I felt like I couldn't pull away but I did. I grabbed his hands and pushed him away slightly.

"Damon don't. What's wrong with you?" I asked looking into his eyes. I can not deny that I felt something while kissing him for the shortest time but I won't admit it to him.