The Supernatural Diaries {Book One}

Night of the Comet: Damon II

10:00 P.M.

To say that I felt open and uncomfortable when he exposed my plan to make Stefan choose between his secret and Vicki would be the biggest understatement of the year. And yet it felt oddly exhilarating that there was actually someone in this town who knew what I was up to. Well, some of it anyway.

It meant that I would have to stay on my toes while making others go on edge. Dean being smart enough to realize my little scheme also meant that I had to be more cautious. For that reason, if Dean Winchester could figure out even my smallest schemes, then it wouldn't be too hard to assume he could figure out the real reason why I'm here. And once he figured that out, former friendship or not, there would be nowhere safe for me to hide.

So, yeah, I had to be extremely careful from here on out.

Nevertheless, I obeyed his wishes and got Vicki alone and wiped her memories completely. Once that was done I got a drink over at the bar and contemplated my next move. Screwing with Vicki was off the table thanks to that lovable flannel-wearing asshat, but that didn't mean he took away all my toys.

Just then, I glimpsed a familiar mop of curly blonde hair and a petite waistline out of the corner of my eye.

Speaking of toys.

A mischievous smile curled up on my lips. A new scheme had already been formulated in my head, as I pondered all the wickedly fun games I could play with the other losers in this town.

Maybe it was a good thing that Dean had interrupted my plans to mess with Vicki and Stefan after all. Of course, I'd never tell him that.