Why me?! (Damon Salvatore fan-fic)

Be careful what you wish and ask for

"Vlad." Damon snarled at him.  

Vlad simply ignored him and turned his gaze over towards me.

 "Hello, my dear. What might your name be?" Vlad asked me with a grin on has face.  Some of his blonde hair was falling on his forehead, he looked around the same age as Damon.  

I didn't know if I should answer him or not, turning slightly I looked over at Damon, his hands were gripped onto the wheel.  His eyes were piercing into Vlad's; if looks could kill Vlad would be dead.  

Slowly I moved my left hand onto Damon's shoulder hoping that would calm him.  

 "Get the hell out of here now." Damon growled at him.  

 "What, not going to share your snack with me?" Vlad asked Damon with a smirk on his face.  

 Damon hissed at him slowly.  The way a predator would hiss at his prey.  The hairs on the back of my neck raised slightly as I looked at Damon's glare at Vlad.  Vlad did not but stare back at him, it was a stare showdown.  No one said anything buut it felt like they were communicating with each other without saying words.  

 Vlad broke the stare down after what seemed like hours and let out a small chuckle.

 "Be sure to ask Damon what he his, my dear." Vlad told me before leaving us in a blink of an eye.

 Turning towards Damon I saw hit his head softly on the steerwheel.  

 "What the hell was that?" I question Damon.  

 "Here isn't a good place to talk about it.  Let me take you back to my place and we will discuss it there." Damon replied starting back up the car and back us up.  

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 Pulling up in front of his aunts house Damon quickly turned off the car and went to my side to open my door for me.  Damon placed my hand in his as we went inside of the house.  I looked around to see if Damon's aunt was here, I didn't notice anyone in the house except for us.

 "My aunt won't be home for awhile." Damon answered my thoughts before I asked him.  

 "How did you know I was going to ask you that?" I questioned him bluntly as I stared into his light blue eyes.

 "Because you were looking around every corner as we went past it." Answered Damon coolly as we went up the stairs into his room.

 As he opened the door to his room I stared in awe.  The curtains were a burgundy color and his bed had four elegant bed posts, the kind that you would see in old movies.  Damon's room was very old fashion looking, not at all like I would have expected.  

 "What do you think of my room?" Damon asked breaking me out of my thoughts.  

 "It's beautiful." I said as I sat down on his bed.  

 Damon gave me a genuine smile as he sat down next to me, gently placing his right arm around my waist.  I laid my head down on his sturdy shoulder and gave out a sigh.

 "What happened today Damon?" I gently asked hoping not to upset him.  

 "Vlad, that's what happened today." Damon answered flatly before getting up and starting to pace.  

 Pacing became a thing I noticed about Damon.  Whenever he was in deep thought he would start to pace and mumble to himself.  

 "I notice you do that a lot." I stated to Damon as he contiued to pace.