Her From Another World

~33. Insecure Misunderstanding~

~Damon's POV~

As soon as the others were out of the door Enzo launched himself at e sending us both down as we landed on a wooden chair, of course, the chair not surviving the incident.

"What the hell man?" I groaned but his reply was to punch me across my face and if it had been anymore harder I would've dislocated my damn jaw.

He got ready for another punch but I did not do anything to resist the just close my eyes ready to take anything he dished out. I deserved it, after all, I did leave him to die didn't I?

But the hit never came, opening my eyes I found him standing away glaring at me. Standing up slowly I straightened my clothes looking at the vampire in front of me warily.

"Was it fun? Leaving me alone to die after I helped you survive?" The words held venom as Enzo spat them at me making wince the guilt once again making it's way up after all this time.

"I'm sorry. I did not have a choice."

"You just chose not to help me." He was adamant.

"I had to switch it off okay? My humanity was gone! I could not leave you there so I switched it off, no guilt, no remorse, no nothing. That was how I was able to leave my friend in that fire." I finally snapped feeling relieved when I finally had it all out.

But Enzo did not seem all that surprised or touched by the notion.

"Then what about my girl?" The question caught me by surprise.

"What?" I asked confused.

"Maggie, in your emotionless blender you killed my girl, her head severed cleanly off of her body. And then you put it on Stefan's name, your petty revenge on him for not coming to get you out of that hell hole." The bitterness in his voice made me swallow and the hazy memory of a girl asking about the Augustine and then attempting to vervain me appeared making take a few steps back.

"Enzo... I did not know..." I tried to keep the emotion off my voice but knowing how much I've wronged the man-made me uncomfortable.

"Oh I know, and that's what makes this all the more complicated. Because you see Damon, even though you did wrong to me over and over I cannot hate you, I want to, but I can't."

"Why?" The question came out quietly.

"Because you are my friend. And if I hate you, I would have nobody left." The words hit me hard and as I observed his body language I got an idea of what he was up to.

"No, Enzo don't you dare flip the switch," I warned walking forwards placing my hands on his shoulders.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to, gorgeous already warned me about it."

At my confused look, he explained.

"Dark hair, pretty green eyes, olive skin, beautiful?" And immediately I knew who he was talking about and did not like the obvious admiration in his voice.

An unintentional low growl rumbled out of me and Enzo smirked raising his hands moving away slightly.

"Easy there mate, I did not mean any harm."

I just gave an annoyed grunt before pouring us both a glass of bourbon.

"Here take it, if we are going to this whole bonding thing then we are going to need this," I muttered offering him the glass.

This was going to be a long night.

~Eva's POV~

Explaining everything to everyone had been easy enough but it was keeping the undercurrents of hate between Katherine and my two mates separate proved to be harder.