Blind Trust ☼ TVD [2] {On Hold}

{15} Avoidances and Lies

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"DEAR DIARY,

After last night I found it hard to even look at Damon. I mean, they both knew my feelings towards Rose, and yet Damon went after her? How entirely unfair. I sound like a spoiled child, but it's true. He stole the girl that I was pining for and before I could even tell her I was a cheap date she and Damon hook up? He probably didn't even want her as a girlfriend, more like a girl toy. He would not appreciate her like I would. With that known, I do find it hard to believe that my feelings are so out of control. I haven't a grip on my emotions at all and I really don't believe that I like Rose that much. After all, she did kidnap me and I just met her. But maybe I was wrong, maybe it's fate or something. Nevertheless, I am avoiding Damon at all costs."

Annoyingly enough, Damon approached me with an annoyed look upon his face. Great, he needs me. Well, shouldn't he bother Rose or something? I sighed and looked up from the journal entry I was writing. "What?" I practically barked, slamming my leather-bound journal closed. I sat the precious thought-holder down beside me on the couch and watched as Damon's face scrunched up in even more annoyance. Idiot, I am trying to avoid you here. It's even written in print.

"No need to get so angry, little flame-" The insufferable man started, but I stopped him. 

"No, don't call me that. It's a stupid nickname and it all started because I stand up to misogynistic men like yourself," I said in even more annoyance. I mean, I got the name because I got mad at him 20 years ago because he was objectifying me. It's only right to correct him, right? It's 2010 ladies, we don't let men step on our skirt-tails and believe they like us, right?

"Fine, Charlotte. I just wanted to run an idea Stef and I had by you," Damon said defensively, his arms in the air in a surrender gesture. 

"Fine, lay it on me," I sighed in surrender. He looked down at the ottoman for permission and I internally smirked. Ha, I'm the one with the power now looooser. "Sit," I encouraged, nodding down to the ottoman. I may not want to speak to him, but I don't want to be left out with any of the plans regarding Elena (who I still cannot believe did not tell me where she went), Klaus, Elijah, or Katherine. 

Damon sat down and looked at me, "We're gonna ask Katherine for the moonstone."

"What?" I asked, "You believe that bitch would just hand us the moonstone with no catches?" I asked in utter disbelief. They are stupid, thinking that Katherine for a moment would want to help the people of good old Mystic Falls. Oh, they are entirely wrong. 

"Of course not," Damon said, eyeing me like I had gone crazy. 

"So what would her price be?" I quizzed, crossing my arms. I don't like this idea at all.