unexplainable TVD FAN-FIC BOOK 1

part 19

I was painting a picture of my mother, farther, Tyler, and I when there was a gentle knock at my bedroom door with a creaky floor board that signifies someone is there. I have now finished my painting, and I write my anitials in the bottom right corner before turning to Stefan and Damon at the door.

"Hey, how are you doing with everything?"Stefan asks softly. When he walked further into my room before bringing me in for one of his amazingly warm hugs.

"Yeh, just hurts that the last thing we did was argue." I say honestly. I'm feeling my eyes well up with tears, but I try so desperately not to let them drop.

"We are going to leave in an hour to go to your house so could you be ready by then please."Stefan says, kindly looking down at me since I'm still in his warm embrace.

I nod, and Stefan places a gentle kiss on the top of my head before he walks away. Leaving Damon and I alone. I turn back to my painting and feel a hand on eather side of my waist. I turn to my left to see his chin resting on my shoulder. "I'm loving the painting. I still can't believe you did this. It beautiful."

I turn around and blush slightly then say, "Thank you, and I need to speak to you about us..."I trail off while looking down so i dont meet his eyes. The dread was starting to pump through my vanis apwith each passing second.

"Yes, I would like to know what you would like to do about, 'us'." He moves his index figure between the two of us, even though there are centuries away from our faces touching.

"Well, I would like to be friends if that is ok with you. And that means..." I place my hands on his and move them away."You can't keep touching me all the time. Because it looks like we are a thing, and by looks, you are in your early 20s, and I'm 16. Some people may want to say something."

He chuckles and says, "Ok, whatever you say, princess. Also, are we keeping what we did a little secret." He points between us both again, but to lighten the mood slightly, he wiggles his eyebrows.

"That was one night, and if it didn't mean anything to you, then it didn't mean anything to me."I explain.

He noddes, then kisses my fourhead and leaves me to get ready. And once again, I'm left alone.

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I am fully changed (A/N: her outfit is at the top), and we are at my house. Damon went over to talk to Sheriff Forbes and my mother as I walked around.

I go to the front door to see Tyler with someone. I go over to see Mason. He locks eyes, and when I get to the paire, Mason hugs me tightly and then spines me around in circles. He puts me down, and we start to walk into the house. I give Mason another hug, then I walk away, and different people give me pittyful looks and apologies. I'm unsure if how much longer I can take this. The looks are not too bad. It's the secretive whispering and the apologies.

I find Bonnie, and she asks if we can talk. Gesturing my hand forwardwe both begin to walk. During the small talk we made, we had subconsciously fo7nd our way to Damon by the food table, and Bonnie says, "Did you know the Gilbert device affected Tyler Lockwood?""

"Well, I know it took the Mayer down."Damon replies.

"And let's not forget I was also affected." I say, raising my hand for more effect, but I wish it had more if an effect on the situation.

"Don't you want to know why." Bonnie tries to convince Damon.

"Yes,Bonnie, I would like to know why a non-vampire was affected by the vampire tourcher device that you were supposed to de-spell .
Speaking of your guilt, how's Caraline?" He asks.

"She is much better-" Bonnie says but was cut off my my mother.

"I'm sorry, could I speak to Ame, please?" Damon and Bonnie nod, and I walk away with my mother.

"Yes, mother, what's up?" I question as we enter the house side by side.

"I wanted to see if you were alright, considering that the last thing you both did was argue. I know its hard on you and we havent exactlymade anything easier. Just knowi am here for you" She says.

"I'm ok, I'm getting through it, and I have something for you." I say, leading her to my dad's old study.

The canverce had a blanket over it. When we approached it, I took it off and watched my mother tear up. Although I can't tell if it's tears of joy or sadness.

She just stands there, and Tyler comes in, and my mother walks out quickly before I can say anything. Tyler looks at me and says, "I don't remember getting someone to paint a portrate. God, I hated it. Dad was a dick."

At that, I push him away with tears threatening to fall. I walk out and go to the pond and sit there to calm down.

After a while, I heard footsteps behind me, and I stood up from the bench that I was sitting on, and I turned to see Tyler.

I start to walk away, not wanting to speak to him, but he steps in front of me, so I can't leave. "Hey, that painting where you got it from." He asks with a tone of urgency.

"I didn't 'get it' from anywhere. I painted it myself. Now move my ride is waiting." I inform him.

He was still processing what I said, so I just walked past him before he could protest.

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Damon and I walk into the bourding house. we go over to the acohol, and he pours us both a glass. We walk away when he says, "It's very brave of you to come hear."

Confused, I look around to see Katherine sitting on the couch, then I say, "Ok,well, I've had enough drama and emotions today, so I'll be in my room."

Damon kisses my fourhead, and I go upstairs. Looking in my room at all of my art supplies everywhere, I get changed into a sports bra and shorts.

I get into bed and hear nothing downstairs. Damon was in his room, and I could feel how upset he was. I felt helpless, so I went to sleep. My eyelids flutter shut.

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A smashing sound erupted in my ears, so I go down stairs to see what was happening. I look around to see glass by the fireplace. Asuming Damon got emotional and threw a glass. He turns to me, and I rub my sleepy eyes. He says," I'm sorry, did I wake you?"

He walked over to me and wrapped me in a hug. I can feel his heart pounding, and I say, "I can't seem to sleep."

He noddes and vamps upstairs and back down in seconds with a throw blanket. He lies down on the couch, and I lie next to him. He brings the blanked over us, I feel his heart rate slow down, and my eyes start to close again.