I still do not own Twilight or The Vampire Diaries. I just like to play with Damon, uh I mean the characters. I only own the plot.
Bella awoke the next morning as the bright sunlight filled the room. She was disappointed to find Damon wasn’t next to her, but then she smells of coffee and bacon reached her nose and she heard muffled voices, so she knew he must have snuck out when Charlie woke up. She smiled at the thought.
She quickly went through her morning routine and jogged downstairs. She paused as she stood in the entryway of the kitchen, seeing her father and her boyfriend chatting away. It was a strange feeling for her to think of Damon in that way. She had kept her feelings for him hidden for so long and never wanted to jeopardize the friendship they shared. Then with that one kiss at the Ballet Studio, her life changed in an instant. Her world had shifted and it still bewildered her, but yet she couldn’t hide her happiness as she smiled at the two most important men in her life as she bid them a good morning.
Damon looked over his shoulder from where he stood at the stove cooking bacon and smiled, “Morning, Sunshine!” he greeted. Charlie looked between the two of them and raised his coffee cup in silent salute. Bella smiled at her father and walked over to Damon and kissed him on the cheek. She then heard Charlie clear his throat behind her and when she glanced at him, he had an eyebrow quirked. She just shrugged and blushed as she fought back a grin. Damon eyed Charlie as well and leant in and kissed Bella on her temple to which Charlie let out a low grunt.
Bella and Damon worked together to get breakfast finished up while Charlie read the newspaper. The three sat at the table as they ate and chatted about the plans for the day. At one point, Charlie checked the time and muttered, “Dammit, I’m late!” He hurriedly got up, kissed Bella on the top of her head, and run out the door with a quick goodbye.
“What time do you want to go up to the school?” Damon asked her. She stabbed her fork into her pancakes and took a bite, shrugging her shoulders. She swallowed her food and replied, “I’d rather go after this and get it over with, then I can come back here and get finished with the packing. When are you thinking of leaving for Mystic Falls?”
Damon pushed his empty plate aside and answered, “I thought about pulling out tomorrow morning, and maybe we’ll get to Mystic Falls by Thursday. That’ll give you Friday to enroll at the school there and get settled.”
Bella nodded in agreement before standing up and clearing the table. They quickly cleaned the kitchen up and Damon went to the fridge and pulled out a blood bag that Charlie had thoughtfully acquired for him while Bella had run upstairs to get her things. He quickly drank it down and had disposed of the bag as Bella bounded back down the stairs. He licked his lips clean and uncapped the bottle of Bourbon, taking a healthy swig and swishing it in his mouth before swallowing.
Bella stood still watching him and smiled softly, “You know, you are about the only person I know who’d use Bourbon as a mouthwash.” She shook her head and giggled. She then walked over to him and nearly turned green as she passed the trashcan that held the blood bag. She felt woozy almost instantly and Damon steadied her, settling her in one of the chairs at the table. She held her breath as he grabbed the bag and blurred out of the house with it.
When he returned, he tried to apologize, “Belle-“
She snapped her head up, “No..Don’t say you’re sorry! You are a vampire, Damon and I know you need the blood. It’s not your fault I have an oversensitive nose. Just give me a minute and I’ll be good to go.”
He nodded and stood behind her rubbing her shoulders in an attempt to soothe her. She closed her eyes and relaxed, leaning back into the chair, with her head resting on Damon’s abdomen. She remembered the last time she had smelled blood around a vampire…
A drop of blood for a lab experiment in Biology had her nearly passing out, and she had met Edward in the hallway on the way to the nurse’s office. Her friend Mike had been assisting her and Edward had run off the poor boy like a pit bull and escorted her to the nurse himself. He had haughtily scoffed when she told him that she could smell blood, that it made her sick, and almost made fun of her. At the time she thought his behavior was odd, but now she just thought he acted like a world class asshat. He was nothing like Damon, who was trying to comfort her, who showed her respect by trying not to expose the scent to her, knowing it bothered her. When it did though, he took action and got rid of it. No questions asked, no snotty remarks. He actually felt guilty, but she would never allow him to feel guilty for something that was a part of his nature.
The vampire in question squatted down next to her chair and took her hand in his, concern written all over his face, “Are you all right?”
She inhaled, and there were no traces of the offending scent and smiled, “I’m fine.” She cupped his face and kissed him on the cheek, “Let’s go.” He smiled as he took her hand and tugged her up out of the chair. He then grabbed her backpack for her as they made their way out the door.
The short ride to the school was quiet as Bella hoped that the Cullens wouldn’t be there. It had been bright and sunny earlier, but the ever present cloud cover had returned, making Forks dreary once again. She always hated the town and its weather; but now after meeting the family of Cold Ones and the incident with James, she had even more reasons to hate the place. She honestly thought that tomorrow wouldn’t be soon enough to leave. The only thing she would miss would be her father.
The car came to a stop and Bella just sat there, not really wanting to face school, the Cullens, or the other students. She knew there would be questions since she did not arrive with Edward like she normally did. The two gossip queens, Jessica and Lauren would definitely pester her with questions. It was not something she was looking forward to.
“Hey!” Damon said softly and took her hand in his, “It will be fine.” He smiled and she could not help smiling back. He had always had a knack for making any situation better, and for knowing exactly what to say. She nodded and kissed his cheek. She grabbed her backpack and opened the door and was about to step out when she found Damon standing in front of her, his hand outstretched. “Now are you still going to say I’m not a gentleman?” he asked with a teasing smirk and a cocked eye brow.
“Oh, that’s still debatable” she smartly replied as she took his hand. He then pulled her up and brought her flush against him, his ice blue eyes meeting her brown ones. He brought a hand to the back of her head and leaned in until his lips met hers in a kiss. Her senses went into overdrive and she opened her mouth, darting her tongue into his mouth and exploring it with her own. She could hear a low moan from him as he gingerly pushed her against the car. Their tongues danced around each other’s and they both became oblivious to the world around them, even to the students that were standing in the parking lot, gawking at the overt display of affection.
Damon ended the kiss and lightly kissed her once more. She was dazed and out of breath as she looked at him. He smirked at her expression and trailed his finger down her cheek, “Oh you wait, Princess… one of these days, I am going to rock your world.” He then bopped her on the nose, “But for now you need to get in there and get those transcripts.” She rolled her eyes and pulled away from him, letting out a yelp when he playfully swatted her on the butt.
She looked over her shoulder as she walked away and saw him grinning like a Cheshire cat. She shook her head and giggled and she wasn’t even half way to the entrance of the school before she was literally pounced on by Lauren and Jessica.
The two were dressed almost alike in skin-tight jeans and cropped sweaters. The only difference between the two was that Lauren wore more makeup and had the ever popular ‘sex hair’ whereas Jessica had her hair straight and a more natural look going for her. Bella eyed them impatiently as she waited for them to say something. And as if on cue, Jessica blurted out, “YOU have a new boyfriend? What about Edward??”
Bella rolled her eyes and chuckled, “Edward was never really my boyfriend, if you must know, Jessica.”
Lauren tossed her two cents in, “Oh I don’t blame you for preferring that guy, I met him yesterday in Port Angeles and he is soooo hot! Even more so than Edward! She flicked back her hair and excitedly bragged that Damon had flirted with her when they met. She then sighed dreamily as she brought her hand up to her chest.
Bella stared down at the two, being reminded of Twiddle Dee and Twiddle Dum. She pursed her lips as she spout out at Lauren, “Yes I know you met, and if I am not mistaken, he brushed you off.” She then noticed the scarf that the blonde wore to cover her bite mark and for a split second wished Damon had drained her dry.
She huffed as she turned to look at Jessica, “Not that it is any of your business, but yes, I have a boyfriend. His name is Damon and if you don’t mind, I have places to go, things to do, so see ya later!” She then briskly walked away from them as the two girls gawked at her. Neither had ever seen Bella smart off at anyone before.
Bella made her way to the front office, explaining to the receptionist that she would be leaving and needed her transcripts and the necessary paperwork. The red-headed woman smiled as she informed her that Charlie had already called and handed Bella the forms needed. “I’ll have your transcripts in a minute, sweetie.” She said as she walked out of the room.
Bella sat on a bench and worked on the paperwork and was just about done when Alice Cullen waltzed into the office and set an intimidatory gaze upon her. Bella shrugged her shoulders as she looked up at the pint sized Cold One. “What do you want?” she asked in a not-so-friendly tone.
Alice crossed her arms as she towered over her and ground out “I heard about your little display with your new boy toy this morning. It was highly inappropriate!” Bella ignores her, gets up and places the paperwork on the counter and walks past her, leaving the office.
Alice follows her and clamps her shoulder, “Are you trying rub this relationship of yours with that creature in my brother’s face? He’s in love with you! Show some respect!”
Bella roughly brushes Alice’s hand off her shoulder and scowls down at her, “Look, you little pixie bitch!….The world does NOT revolve around you and your family…..I am not the one that plays games with people and manipulates them. That’s you and Edwards M.O. not mine…Now, leave me THE FUCK ALONE!”
Alice’s eyes widen in what one would perceive as an innocent expression, “Why Bella, we never-”
Bella didn’t buy the innocent act and cut her off, “YES you did!! Do not play little miss innocent with me. I am not the gullible little human you think I am!”
“But Edward loves you, Bella!! You belong with us! I saw it! You were supposed to fall in love with him and marry him and be one of us. Now…Now you’ve gone and defiled yourself with that–that creature!! How could you do this to Edward, to us? You were supposed to be a Cullen!!”
Alice’s whiny voice was grating on her last nerve and the words she spouted made her even more angry as they tumbled from her stone lips. She glowered at the Cold One and was about to speak when she caught a dark haired figure literally stomping his way towards them. His face was a mask of fury and his blue eyes glowed like an ice blue flame.
He clamped a hand on Alice’s shoulder once he reached them and lowly spoke, a threatening tone to his voice, “That is enough, Tinkerbelle.” Alice winced slightly before she replied in a sinister tone, “Let go of me, or I might have my husband dispose of you.”
Damon cocked his eyebrow, “You mean Whitlock? The youngest major in the Civil War, and Maria’s little bitch in the Southern Vampire Wars?” At her curt nod, he chuckled, “He’s no match for me, try again sweetheart.”
Bella sighed in relief at the sight of Damon and wore a smirk of her own when Alice’s threat didn’t seem to affect Damon. Not that she thought it would, anyway. Damon had told her some stories of the Southern Wars on the way to Forks and while he was never a participant, the wars were legendary and so was Maria and her army. Jasper had been her right hand, and a ruthless killer at one point, but even so, he’d still be no match for Damon’s strength and age. The Original blood line gained strength and power with age, whereas Cold Ones weakened over time. Bella sought comfort in knowing that, and the fact Damon could be just as ruthless if he needed to be.
Damon then moved to stand beside Bella, wrapping an arm around her waist. She did the same with him as she never took her eyes off Alice. “You know, I think you just proved my point, Alice. You saw all these things, but none of those things I never made a decision on. Since I know for a fact your visions are based on those, I am willing to bet that those were things Edward had decided on, maybe even you. The van accident? You could have warned me as soon as it popped in your head, but no, Edward saved me. The whole event with the thugs in Port Angeles could have been prevented, too if you’d had just called Jessica, or even Angela and told them to find me. But no, you sent your stalker of a brother to be the hero. Let me guess…I was supposed to be starry eyed and grateful for being rescued that I’d fall in love with him?”
Alice wore a guilty expression and Bella smiled as her suspicions were confirmed. She furrowed her eyebrows and pursed her lips. “You knew I’d escape you and Jasper in Phoenix, didn’t you?” When Alice didn’t say a word, she continued, “That was supposed to seal the deal wasn’t it? Edward would have either turned me or saved my life, right?” Alice sighed but remained silent. Bella smirked smugly, “But Damon showing up sure messed up whatever plans you two had cooked up, didn’t it?”
Alice’s golden eyes bored into Bella’s as she whispered sadly, “Edward should be your mate, not,” she wrinkled her nose and gestured to Damon, “him.”
Bella’s anger spiked even more as she growled out, “Should be!?!” She felt Damon’s hold on her tighten as she tried to step forward and she looked up at him and saw him shake his head slightly. She sighed and turned to Alice once more, “Are you kidding me?? Should be?” She was trembling with anger and inhaled a deep breath to steady herself. “So he is not my mate. Not that I didn’t know that already, but thanks for confirming it.”
Alice’s face turned pleading, “But you must understand Bella, he’s been alone for so long and when he fell for you, I—I just had to help him get his happiness. Don’t you think he deserves it?”
Bella closed her eyes in frustration, “And what about MY happiness? What if you two were denying me of the one I was truly meant to be with? That is just about the most selfish, deceitful, and above all the cruelest thing I have ever heard of!”
Tired of Alice’s attitude and her childish pleading, Bella couldn’t take it anymore and told her, “You are despicable, and to even think you considered yourself my friend…You are nothing to me! Just go away.”
Alice was about to protest when Jasper made an appearance and wrapped his arm around his wife, “That’s enough, Alice.”
The receptionist poked her head out the office door, “Bella, I have your transcripts…” She trailed off when she took in the scene before her, “Everything alright out here?” She questioned.
Bella nodded half-heartedly, “Everything’s fine, Mrs. Cope.” She then wiggled out of Damon’s grasp and made her way back to the office. She had heard Alice ask “You’re leaving?” But she didn’t respond and kept walking, and out of the corner of her eye she saw Jasper drag Alice off.
Bella walked to the counter and dragged her hands over her face. She was a little emotionally drained and frustrated by what had just happened, but at least some of her suspicions were confirmed. She huffed and shook her head as she felt her anger rise once again. How dare they manipulate her!! She just couldn’t fathom the idea of spending her life with Edward, a life she would have no say in, no control over whatsoever. What was worse is that Alice knew damn well she wasn’t meant to be with Edward and they were all willing to sacrifice her own happiness for a spoiled little boy. She thanked whoever was in charge of the universe for sending Damon to Phoenix that day she was attacked. She thanked them for even having the chance to know Damon. Her world just would not be the same without him in it.
Damon himself was more or less disgusted by the events that took place, even though he wasn’t surprised by them. He had his suspicions before and Alice only solidified them. He knew Cold Ones, especially those with gifts often developed a superiority complex and given the pampered lifestyle Daddy Cullen had afforded them, it made those complexes so much worse. Both the Midget and the Copper Top reeked of narcissism that would even astound Freud. He took a look at his Belle and run a hand along her back, “Shh,” he cooed, “It’ll be alright.” He then kissed her temple, fighting back the urge to go hunt the little pixie bitch that had upset her.
Mrs. Cope handed Bella her papers and noticed Damon standing with her, “Boyfriend?” she inquired. Bella nodded, “I’m sorry; this is Damon Salvatore. Damon, this is Mrs. Cope.” He then took the woman’s hand and kissed her knuckles. “Pleased to meet you.” He said with a wink.
The poor woman nearly swooned then and there and Bella had to stifle a giggle. Bella quickly signed the release for her transcripts and the rental form for her books before handing them back over to the woman, who was still blatantly checking out her boyfriend. “Isn’t he a bit old for you?” she questioned, her nose slightly upturned.
“Oh, you have no idea!” Bella thought. She peeked over to Damon as she nibbled on her lip before turning back to answer Mrs. Cope, “He’s just a little older than me.” and left it at that. But the woman, like most people in town, was nosey and straightforwardly asked if her father approved.
“Charlie just loves me!” Damon answered for her, in his usual snarky tone. Bella had giggled before they both bid her a good day and made their way out to the car.
They run into one of the few people that Bella actually liked in the parking lot. A very shy, very sweet girl by the name of Angela. She had jogged up to them and embraced Bella in a hug. Once she noticed Damon, she blushed a shade of red that could rival one of Bella’s blushes and greeted him with a “Hello to you, too!!” she then gave Bella a wide smile of approval. Bella just giggled at her friend’s reaction and introduced them both. They chatted for a while, Bella letting her know she was leaving Forks and promptly got Angela’s cell number, promising to call her when she got a chance to get her own phone. The tardy bell rang and Angela hugged Bella fiercely and whispered in her ear “He’s a keeper…and hot!!” not knowing Damon could hear them. Bella watched the girl run into the building wistfully. She felt that Angela had been the most honest person she had met while in Forks.
She spun around and stopped short as she saw Damon leaning against his car with a smug smirk, “So I’m a keeper huh? And I’m hot??” He wiggled his eyebrows teasingly. Bella simply rolled her eyes and walked passed him, getting into the car. She had just gotten herself situated and had her seatbelt on when she heard him get in on the driver’s side. “Well, you don’t agree with Angela?” he asked as he eyed her.
She sighed and cut him a bemused look, “Why do I need to tell you something you already know and stroke that enormous ego of yours?”
He seemed to pause in thought for moment before leering at her, “There’s always something else you could stroke…”
She abruptly turned her head to face him and shot him a look that could kill. His eyes then danced with mirth, “You certainly didn’t mind stroking it last night!”
Flashes their make out session in the kitchen came unbidden to her mind and she closed her eyes and shivered. When she opened them, she saw that Damon had a knowing smirk on his face. “Start the car.” She ordered and turned her head to look out the window.
“You liked it…” he sang out as he turned the ignition. She groaned and snappishly replied back to him, “Shut up, Damon!” to which he snickered as they pulled out of the parking lot.
They spent the day running errands. They went to Port Angeles so Bella could buy a few things she needed for her trip to Mystic Falls. She also picked up a cell phone while she was there and once they made their way back to Forks they had lunch at the town’s only diner and went grocery shopping for Charlie. Bella refused to leave without Charlie having some decent food in the house. The last stop had been at the post office to have her mail sent to her grandmother’s address. She still couldn’t bring herself to call it her house. To her, it will always be her Nannie’s house.
Her emotions had gotten the better of her as they walked out of the post office and a tear rolled down her cheek. “I still can’t believe she’s gone.” She voiced her thought out loud. “It’ll be so strange to live there on my own.” Another tear fell down her cheek as Damon stood in front of her wiping her tears away. “You won’t be completely on your own. I’ll be there, and I bet you that once Stefan told them you were coming, Blondie immediately started planning sleepovers, complete with a color scheme and matching pajamas for everyone!” He said the last bit with a touch of his infamous sarcasm and she laughed and then wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tightly.
As he held her and run his fingers through her hair, those three little words fell onto the tip of her tongue once again. She chewed the inside of her lip and hugged him tighter before pulling away and kissing his cheek. She took his hand and tugged him to the car, “Let’s get back to the house.” He mocked saluted her and pulled her in for a quick kiss, “Your wish is my command Princess Belle.”
She grinned at the use of her old nickname, “You know, I used to hate that…”
He snorted and said, “You were supposed to; that one was never meant to mean anything.” He bit his lip in thought and the spoke again, “I gave you that nickname because you were so annoying! Always so optimistic about everything, and disgustingly kind and naïve– Just like a princess!” She looked at him taken aback by what he said, even though she knew it was true. She had once been very naïve, but with her introduction to the world of the supernatural, and becoming friends with Damon, her naivety slowly went away over time.
He brushed her cheek as they stood next to the car, “But over time, I realized you accepted me for what I was, who I was. When you constantly defended my actions to Elena, when you yelled at Bonnie for not spelling the device on founders day, when you stood up to a switched off Stefan, I saw a strength in you. I didn’t see an innocent naïve teenager. I saw a wise woman, and the more I got to know you, the more I saw a sense of humor that matched my own. Like I have said before, and I’ll say it again, you were my first true friend in over a century, you were the first person to truly understand me. You know me better than anyone else and I have shared things with you that would normally make people run for the hills, but you never did. For all those things and more, you gained my respect and my loyalty.” He inhaled deeply, “You became my Belle, my friend, the one I depend on. The light in my darkness. You make my world a better place. So now, the name means more than you think.” He chuckled lightly, “It’s ironic that I got the name from Beauty and the Beast, because now you are the beauty for the beast.”
Bella licked her lips and stared solemnly at him, taking his hand in hers. Her eyes were misty, “No. You are no beast, not to me.” She then smirked, “You’re no prince, either. Believe me, I know. But–you are you and I wouldn’t want you any other way, because then you wouldn’t be who you are, and that,” She inhaled a deep breath of her own, “is my Damon.”
They stared at each other for a long moment, before Damon broke the silence and gruffly suggested they head to the house. They spent the rest of the afternoon sorting through Bella’s things and deciding what to pack and what to leave. Finally, once everything was packed and loaded into the Camaro, Bella started on dinner for the three of them.
Bella was preparing pot roast and had chopped up the onions and the carrots to go with it. She went into the pantry to get the potatoes and realized that they had forgotten to get some when they went shopping. “Damon!” she called out. He was upstairs getting a shower and she heard the water stop running and almost instantly, he was before her, dripping wet in nothing but a towel. She eyed him up and down and almost smiled. She then placed her hands on her hips, “Really Damon?!” she admonished.
“You called, I came,” he wiggled his eyebrows, “Doesn’t every woman want a half-naked man at their beck and call?” his smile grew wider as he stepped even closer to hear, hearing her heartbeat flutter.
She eyed him once more and for a brief second wished that towel was just a little lower. Her eyes found his happy trail and she had a sudden urge to touch it with her fingers and…” She cut off her thoughts and shook her head, taking a step back.
Damon stepped forward, “Something bothering you, Isabella?” A slight Italian accent came out as he pronounced her given name and it made her insides turn to goo. She gasped lightly and grabbed ahold of the counter behind her. It took every bit of control she had not to touch him. She started at him for a few moments, fighting that urge to touch him. Finally, she spoke, “We need potatoes.”
He cocked an eyebrow, “Potatoes?” he questioned. “You see me all like this,” he gestures up and down his form, “and you want potatoes?”
She eyed him once again, as she inhaled and exhaled, her stomach clenching at the sight of him, “Yes, potatoes.” She blurted out rather quickly.
He sighed heavily, “I suppose I can go get you some potatoes.” He pouted and scrunched up his nose, but then eyed her seductively, “But we’ll play later.” He licked his lips and smirked as he noticed that her had heart sped up once again and her breathing was a tad heavier. Oh just you wait, Belle, he thought. He sighed dramatically, then told her he would get them. He pecked her on the lips and ripped off his towel, handing it to her before he sauntered off upstairs.
She stood there and gawked as she watched him walk away, up until he disappeared around the corner. “Oh my God, she whispered. “He’s trying to kill me!”
“Not yet!!” He yelled from up the stairs and she yelped out, startled. She could hear him snigger as he bounded back down the stairs.
She eyed him venomously, “You’re an ass!!”
He shrugged, “You wanna tell me something I don’t already know?”
Bella pursed her lips, trying to stifle a giggle. “Just go get the damn potatoes! Please?” She smiled with false sweetness.
Damon shook his head, “Oh the things I do for you-” he smirked as he started out the door.
“Only because you love me!” she shouted after him. He stopped dead in his tracks as he was about halfway the car, wondering if she knew the truth to her words. He answered her back in a whisper so she wouldn’t hear, “That I do.” He sighed as he got into the Camaro, letting the top down and drove off. He was a block or two away when the scent of a very familiar Cold One hit his nose. He pulled the car to the side of the road and left the door open, shape-shifting into his crow form and flew back to the house.
Bella had been cleaning up what mess she made in the kitchen so there’d be less to do later when the doorbell rang. She was thinking that it would be Billy, coming by to either warn her again about Edward or dropping off another batch of that so-called famous fish fry of Harry’s. She opened the door and inhaled a sharp breath at what she saw before her.
A forlorn looking Edward Cullen stood before her, staring at her and wrinkling his nose.
“What?” Bella asked sharply.
“I can smell him all over you.” He replied, his nose still scrunched up in disgust.
Bella simply ignored his statement and asked, “What do you want?”
He smiled and Bella assumed that he had meant to be charming, but it actually made her skin crawl. She just could not believe she ever found him attractive, at all. She felt her stomach flip at the idea.
“I was hoping we could talk.” He said as he stepped forward, attempting to walk into the house.
She put her hand on his chest and pushed him back, “There is absolutely nothing for us to talk about!”
They stood on the stoop, eyeing each other. Edward’s golden eyes were full of sadness and Bella’s were full of scorn. Finally, he spoke, “Alice said you were leaving town. Is that true?”
Bella gritted her teeth and responded, “I am quite sure you saw all that and what happened at school this morning in her head, there’s really no need for you to come ask me that. I ask again, what do you want?”
She glanced around, noticing the absence of his Volvo and steamed, “You ran here, didn’t you!? Alice saw that I’d be alone so you decided to come and ‘talk’?” She scoffed as she pushed past Edward and made her way into the front yard.
She glowered at him as she demanded he tell her what he was up to. He slowly made his way off the stoop and walked to her, a gentle smile on his face, “Love, please; I just want us to discuss some things.”
“Do not call me Love, Edward. I have never been your Love, and I never will be!” She jerked her chin defiantly. “I explicitly told you that you disgust me and to leave me alone. Do ever you listen? No! You show up here wanting to talk and then dilly and dally around. Get to the fucking point or leave! Now!” She was nearly shouting and almost growled out at the end of her rant. She seemed to be getting more angry and irritated by the minute and felt as if she was about to explode.
Edward scowls at her, “Really?? Is such language necessary? That vampire,” he scoffed, “is a bad influence on you.”
“On the contrary, I think he’s the best influence on me. He lets me be myself, he appreciates my humor and he could care less if I drop an f-bomb. You…you and Alice both weaseled your way into my life, manipulating me, buying me clothes, trying to mold me into something I am not! She claimed to be my friend and you claimed to love me. Love doesn’t do that, Edward! Love is loving everything about the person and accepting them for who they are! So that said, you don’t love me, because you never accepted me as I am. By the way, you are not my father nor my boyfriend, so you have absolutely no right to stand there and chastise me! None whatsoever!”
She stood there fuming with her hands on her hips. Edward breathed deeply before slowly letting the air leave his body. “Belle,” he begun, using Damon’s name for her, thinking she preferred it to Bella.
That infuriated her even more. “Do. Not. Call. Me. That.” she ground out. “Only one person is allowed to call me that, and it sure as hell isn’t you!”
He rolled his eyes at her outburst and scoffed. “What is it you see in him? He has a bad attitude! He’s dangerous! You saw what he did to James!” He paused as he looked up into the tree, making Bella do the same, and there, they saw a crow perched on a branch, and his wings were fluttering. Bella smiled mentally as she got a look at the crow’s blue eyes. She breathed a sigh of relief as she returned her gaze back to Edward.
“James got what he deserved.” She stated, defending Damon’s actions. “Would you have rather found me drained dry and dead or would you rather have seen James ripped apart and scattered like you did? Hmm?”
“Don’t be stupid, Bella!” he answered in a condescending tone. He stepped closer to her, placing his hands firmly on her shoulders, and when she tried to shrug him off, she found she couldn’t. “Let go of me, Edward!” she ordered.
“Just hear me out!” he pleaded. “He’s a killer, Bella! He admitted it himself in Phoenix! Is that really the kind of guy you want to spend your time with? Do you really think it’s wise to leave town with him?”
“Look, Edward, she swallowed thickly and met Edward’s eyes so he would see the truth in what she was about to say, “I would choose to be with Damon, every, single time. I couldn’t think of anyone better that I’d rather be with. I trust him with my life! He’s loyal, he’s passionate and most of all, he has never lied to me or tried to manipulate me.” With each word she spoke, Edward’s grip got tighter until it was near painful.
His eyes had turned black and his face was thunderous as roared in her face, “He will kill you, Bella! Don’t you see that? He’s a vampire! All he will ever do is either hurt you or kill you!”
She winced at the pain shooting through her shoulders, “What? Like you’re hurting me now, Edward! Let go of me!” she shouted.
Suddenly, Edward was no longer in front of her, but was thrown across the yard into a ditch, Damon was back in his normal form, his face the mask of a vampire that many allude the myths to. Black veins spread across his face, his eyes were red, and his fangs were bared. He looked every inch the predator that he was, and Bella was glad she had never been on the receiving end of Damon’s rage.
He held Edward by his shirt collar, “That’s right!! I am a killer and don’t you fucking forget it!!” he growled, meeting Edward nose to nose. He smirked maliciously as grabbed Edward by the hair and tossed him against the tree. The tree cracked and Bella shrieked at the sound. “D-Damon!! S-Stop! The neighbors!!” she stuttered out. He then looked towards her and even with his vampire visage present, his eyes softened and he nodded.
Edward took an opportunity to take advantage of the distraction Bella had given and knocked Damon on the ground, squeezing his throat. Bella screeched in horror and fear while Damon just smirked and met Edward’s eyes, “Let go of me, Sparkle Nuts.” He had compelled him and Edward had no choice but to do so. Damon reversed their hold and compelled him further, “Now when I let you go, you will get up and go home and,” he smirked, “hunt some bunny rabbits and skunks, maybe some mice. You will never return to this house.” Once he was sure the compulsion took hold he slowly released Edward and watched him walk off.
Damon looks to Bella and sees her standing there staring at him. She wore an expression that was a mixture of both relief and disbelief, but more than that, he saw the love in her eyes. He strolled casually over to her and gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and chewed on his bottom lip, her words replaying in his mind from earlier, He swallowed thickly and his voice was gruff as he questioned, “So you would chose me every single time?”
Bella takes in a nervous breath before replying, “Oh, don’t let it go to your head…” She smirked at him and winked playfully.
He chuckled, “Oh but I am a big, bad killer.” He mocked Edward’s previous words.
She then wrapped her arms around his neck, “I think I can handle you,” she said huskily and pulled him in for a kiss.
The kiss, as was becoming the norm for them, becomes heated and passionate. Some would even consider it downright indecent. They were even oblivious to the sound of a car pulling up and a door slamming.
Charlie Swan stood by his cruiser and gaped at the sight of his only daughter making out on his front lawn with a vampire, of all things. He was happy the couple had finally saw some sense and got together, but he was not quite ready to see his only daughter swapping spit with another man. He thanked his lucky stars it wasn’t Edward Cullen. He rather liked Damon, but he also knew of his reputation and knew that Bella wouldn’t remain innocent much longer. Especially if one were to go by that kiss he saw before him. He knew he couldn’t expect her to stay virtuous forever and if she were with someone else, he’d be more than just uncomfortable with it. But because she was with Damon, he just felt things were right. He smiled ruefully and decided to do the ‘daddy bit’.
“Salvatore!” he shouted, keeping his expression stern. “Get your hands off my daughter!” He bit back a grin as they jumped apart from one another. Damon smirked and nodded towards him while Bella herself hid her face with her hands. Charlie kept his face impassive until he got in the house. Once inside, he leaned against the door and grinned. Sometimes it was just too fun to be a dad.
Damon wrapped his arms around Bella’s waist as he stood behind her. She leaned into him and he kissed the top of her head. “I swear when we get to Mystic Falls, we are going to my bedroom and locking the door, just so I can have my wicked way with you.” His voice was a seductive purr and it made her shiver. He then leaned down and whispered in her ear, “You won’t be able to walk for days.”
Bella turned around blushing, her eyes widened in surprise. Damon bit his lip and smiled, roving his eyes over her form, “And I’ll finally find out just how far down that blush goes…”
Bella’s cheeks turned an even deeper shade of crimson as she glanced up at him briefly before turning on her heel and marching back to the house. Damon sniggered and followed her inside.
Damon went to go retrieve his car, but only after teasing Bella a bit more and planting a kiss on her cheek. While he was gone she and Charlie spent some quiet time together, cleaning up the kitchen and setting the table. Bella was surprised when Charlie called Damon and told him to pick up a pizza instead of going to the store for the potatoes. “It’s your last night here, Bells. I want you to relax and enjoy what time you have left with your old man.” She had smiled and hugged him tightly. A rare occurrence in the Swan household; she had gotten two from Charlie in the past two days. That in itself had to be a record.
Bella enjoyed the rest of the night with her two favorite men. They chatted, re-telling some tales about their times in Mystic Falls with her grandmother, joking around and watching the Mariners on television. The only serious moment there was when Charlie’s friend John returned his call and she and Damon listened in as the two exchanged information and John promised that he and his boys would be there by Thursday. She giggled at Damon’s raised eyebrow when John mentioned that his son would miss seeing his Baby Girl.
“Something I should know about?” he asked. Bella had simply blushed and shook her head no. Although when she told Charlie to tell ‘Deano’ hi when he saw him, Damon quirked another eyebrow, “Deano?”
Bella blushed again. “He’s just an old family friend.” and shrugged. She wasn’t about to mention the fact that he was a very good looking family friend and could give Damon a run for the money with the ladies. She definitely wasn’t going to mention the fact that Dean could probably kick his ass. No, she kept those things to herself.
Later that night, she and Damon had been in her room gathering some last minute things when Charlie set a bag on the bed. Curious, Bella looked into it and saw a knife, a gun, wooden bullets, darts with wolfsbane, vervain darts and two stakes.
She furrowed her eyebrows and glanced up at her father, “You want me to be a vampire slayer, or something?” she questioned.
Damon grabbed the bag from her and looked at it contents. “She doesn’t need these things! She has me!” and then tossed the bag carelessly back on the bed.
“Well Son, there is a comfort in knowing that you’ll be there to protect my daughter, but she has said on more than one occasion that you’re an ass. I thought she could use those to keep you in line.” He then shrugged and walked out the room.
Bella snorted at the thought and Damon sat there stunned, “Did he just call me Son?”
“Gee Damon, my dad just walked in here with a whole arsenal of things to kill you with and you focus on the fact he called you Son?” She eyed him with a look as he smugly smiled, shrugging his shoulders.
Bella rolled her eyes as she picked up her backpack and the bag Charlie gave her and set it on the floor. Then plopped on the bed next to Damon. He had picked up Sexy McFang and was tossing him from one hand to the other. She promptly took the stuffed bear from him and slung it over towards the bags on the floor, “Don’t let me forget him, please.” He nodded absentmindedly. “You sure Charlie and his friends can handle the Cullens?” he questioned quietly.
“Positive.” she answered as she crawled onto his lap. “They are badass.”
“Nobody’s more bad ass than me,” he proclaimed cockily.
Her lips twitched into a smirk. “Oh, I won’t disagree with that, but they could most likely give you a run for the money.” She bopped his nose and settled herself on his lap as her hands trailed up and down his chest.
He run his hand up and down her arms, tugging aside the collar to her shirt to be sure that the blood he had managed to sneak into her Pepsi had healed her. He rubbed her shoulder as his eyes flashed with anger at the thought of the little twat hurting her. It was a look that did not go unnoticed by Bella and she knew why. “Its fine.” she murmured and leaned in closer, planting a kiss on his lips.
He grabbed her face and returned the kiss, twisting them around so that he was now on top of her, settled between her legs and moved his lips down her neck, unbuttoning her shirt, and planting kisses on the exposed skin as he undid each one. Her fingers wound themselves into his hair, and gently tugged on the strands.
“Damon.” tumbled from her lips and to him it was the sweetest melody he had ever heard. He opened her shirt, admiring what was before him and his hands traveled up her stomach and to her breast, giving it a gentle squeeze. He bent his head to her belly button and kissed it, then slowly trailed his tongue from there, up to the edge of her bra. He roughly moved the fabric aside and wrapped his mouth around her nipple. Bella moaned lowly and she brought her legs up around him, pulling him closer to her.
He unlatched her nipple and moved up to face her, planting a heated kiss on her lips. She tugged on his hair once more and when he moaned she took it as an invitation and plunged her tongue into his mouth, exploring his mouth and twirling her tongue with his. Naturally, Damon’s reaction had been to thrust against her. They both let out a guttural moan.
She trailed her hands down his back, grabbing his ass and pulling him even closer as she moved against him. Damon broke the kiss and pulled back to look at her, seeing her heavy lidded eyes and parted lips. He closed his own eyes in pleasure when she thrusted against him. She’s gonna make me cum in my pants if she keeps this up, he thought.
Her tiny hands and found themselves underneath his shirt, roaming around his body, and each touch had sent him a jolt of pleasure he never had before with anyone else. She took his shirt off, kissing his neck, his shoulders, and she brazenly brought his fingers to her mouth and gently sucked on one. All the while, never taking her eyes off him. She’s a virgin, he reminded himself, to keep from ripping her clothes off and fucking the daylights out of her. Because that’s exactly what he wanted to do. Who would have ever thought sweet, innocent Belle could be a little vixen? He smirked at his own thoughts and kissed her with everything he had.
Their movements were in sync as they moved with one another, each enjoying the pleasure the friction created and when he heard her moaning and saying his name like a whispered prayer, He thrust against her more forcibly and it was then she let out a loud cry in ecstasy and he himself blissfully moaned as his earlier prediction rang true; he did indeed cum in his pants.
He held her as she basked in the afterglow of her first orgasm. They reveled in the moment until she asked in a shy voice, “Is sex like that?”
He looked down at her with a smarmy smile, “Oh, Belle, it’s so much better.” He nuzzled her nose, “Just picture us like before, only we’re naked and I am inside you.” He kissed her and as he let that thought sink in, he got up and headed towards the bathroom.
She eyed him suspiciously, “Where are you going?” When he told her that he had a mess to clean up, she blushed furiously. Once he was in the bathroom she giggled lightly at the fact she had made Damon Salvatore, manwhore extraordinaire, cum in his pants. If she was to be honest, she was a little proud of that fact.
The next morning was a flurry of activity, as they quickly ate breakfast and loaded the last minute items into the car. Bella bid a heartfelt goodbye to her father, with promises to call every day. She had been surprised when Charlie shook Damon’s hand and gave him a hug. “Take care of my girl.” He had said and Damon nodded as if he had just made a solemn vow.
Bella had tears in her eyes as they pulled of and Damon offered comfort by squeezing her hand every now in then. But once they reached the county line and she looked back and saw the “Welcome to Forks” sign, she felt an overwhelming sense of relief to leave the rainy town and the family of Cold Ones behind her. She was going to the place she had ever truly felt was home to her, and she had the one she loved at her side.
The three day drive was long and exhausting and by time they reached the Virginia state line, she felt as if she could collapse at any minute. She had not had much sleep. The days of travelling had taken their toll, and the two of them had shared some rather amorous night time activities. If things were to continue like this, she would just spontaneously combust. The more she discovered what Damon could do with his mouth, his hands and his fingers the more she wanted to see what else he could do. She clenched her legs at the thought as she sat in the passenger seat of the Camaro.
She came out of her thoughts and noticed Damon leering at her. She blushed and he smiled knowingly, rubbing his hand on her thigh. “Want to tell me what you’re thinking about over there?” He then wiggled his eyebrows as she blushed even more.
“Eyes on the road, Damon!” she admonished. There was no way in hell she was going to tell him what she had been thinking, but knowing him like she does, the ass probably already knew where her thoughts had gone.
They stopped at a hotel outside Arlington for the night. After they had ordered in and eaten dinner they both ended up in bed, quickly succumbing to sleep.
It was in the early morning hours when Damon awoke to the movement of Bella tossing her leg over him. He smirked at the sight and trailed a hand along her thigh and resting it against her ass. She let out breathy moan in her sleep at his touch and snuggled closer to him.
He lightly kissed her forehead and closed his eyes once more, attempting to go back to sleep. His eyes snapped open when Bella shifted again, her leg sensually sliding against his cock as she murmured his name. He inhaled deeply and blew it out. He gently squeezed her ass cheek and beckoned her to wake up, “Belle?” he coaxed in a voice filled with sleep. She shifted again and his cock twitched at the movement. I swear if she keeps this up, she’s gonna wake up to a big surprise, he thought.
He cleared his throat, “Belle?” he spoke louder that time and her brown eyes opened and dazedly looked into his blue ones. “Damon?” she whispered.
He licked his lips and rubbed her leg sensually, “If you keep moving like that in your sleep, we’re going to have to do something about it.” He eyes then looked pointedly to where exactly her leg rested.
Her cheeks flushed pink as she rubbed her hand across his bare abdomen, lightly trailing her fingers along his happy trail, “And what would you have in mind?”
He eyed her with a lustful gaze, “I have a few good ideas.” He then moved his hand toward her hip and gently pushed her on her back. Never taking his eyes off her, he grazed his hand along her leg until her reached her center and parted her legs slightly. He rubbed her over the fabric of her clothes and she gasped in pleasure at the sensation. He had a small smirk on his face as he moved his hand underneath her shorts and moved her panties aside, stroking one finger along her center.
Surprised to find she was already wet, he inserted his finger inside her and gently moved it in and out. Bella writhed about and tugged at his hair as she moved with him. He groaned at the sight of her spilling over his finger and the smell of her arousal was getting to him. He forced away the thoughts of just taking her then and there and inserted a second finger. He looked up at her and found her watching him. That in its self, was a turn on and he quickly withdrew his fingers and brought himself up to his knees and tugged her shorts and panties off.
Bella was eager as she lifted herself up off the bed so Damon would have an easier time removing her clothes. He quickly tossed the clothing on the floor and glanced down at her. She felt vulnerable and exposed, laying there bare before him, but at the same time, it was natural to be this way with him. Her eyes trailed his bare chest before landing on the bulge that rested in his black sleep pants. If she was bare, she had the thought that he should be, too.
“Take off your pants,” she demanded, “I want to see you.” He looked at her through his lashes as a devilish smirk made its way onto his lips. “Do you now?” he teased.
She arched her eyebrow in reply and smiled. He slowly made his way off the bed and stripped his pants down. She eyed him hungrily as he did so. He stood completely nude in front of her and she couldn’t resist reaching out and lightly touching him, wrapping her hand and around his length and stoking him. He gently removed her hand and crawled into bed kissing her on the mouth, igniting a fire inside her and she knew that this would be the night that there would be no going back. She wanted him.
He kissed her until she could barely breathe and pulled pack, nipping and sucking along her neck. When he reached the collar of her t-shirt, he brought his hands up to it and easily ripped the fabric down the middle. He then yanked at the material and threw it somewhere across the room, where it landed with a soft thud. He kissed his way down her chest and licked each of her nipples before trailing even more kisses down her stomach. Bella’s fingers had found themselves back into his hair and she squirmed slightly with every move he made.
Once he had made his way back down between her legs, he thought the sight of her would make him lose it then and there. He swallowed thickly and inserted two fingers and nearly moaned when she felt her clench around them. He brought his mouth to the little nub there and licked it tentatively. When she tugged his hair roughly and moaned loudly as she bucked her hips, he then darted his tongue out and applied more pressure to it. He smirked against her as he heard her heartbeat faster.
He licked her nub a few more times as he fingered her. When she started clenching around him, he curled his fingers upwards and watched as she lost herself to the moment. He glanced down briefly and saw his soaked fingers moving in and out of her. He closed his eyes as his cock twitched and his own heart stuttered. He added a third finger and that is when he heard an, “Oh my god! Damon!” fall from her lips.
“Oh, you wait Princess, you just wait! You haven’t seen anything, yet.” he whispered. He continued stroking her, moving in time with her thrusts and when she finally slowed down as her climax came to a finish, he did, too. He withdrew his fingers and licked them clean. He then crawled up her body, positioning himself between her legs.
He peppered kisses on her flushed face before kissing her fully on the mouth. Tasting herself on his tongue turned her on and that surprised her. She reached for his cock, stroking him gingerly. She broke the kiss and met his eyes, “I want you.” She whispered.
He could not hide the surprise on his face as he asked her, “Are you sure?”
“I want you.” She repeated as she tugged on him. He reached down between them and took her hand, lacing their fingers together. He licked his lips and eyed her cautiously. He asked her if she was sure once more and at her nod, he lined himself up at her entrance and slowly entered her.
Bella winced as he pushed passed her barrier and whimpered slightly as she felt him inside her. After a while, there was a hint of pleasure beginning to overtake the pain and it was gone completely when Damon’s lips met hers and his tongue explored her mouth. As they kissed, she felt the taste of something sweet and coppery in her mouth. Damon’s blood, she thought and she found it to be erotic; the way he was giving her his blood while he was inside her. To her, it was like he was giving himself to her, just as she was to him.
She then sighed as the pain ebbed away completely, kissing him back fervently. She grabbed his shoulders and wrapped her legs tighter around him. Damon moaned and pulled out slightly, making Bella gasp. He smirked and plunged deeply back into her and a look of pure ecstasy was on his face as he whispered in her ear “You are so tight.” The words and the way he said them sent a jolt of lust through her and she wanted more of him. She unwrapped her legs and grabbed his ass, pulling him deep into her. She just couldn’t get enough of him.
They lost themselves in each other; reveling in every touch and every caress. It was more than just the sex itself. It was as if they were merging body, mind and soul. It was the single most beautiful thing Bella had ever experienced in her life. It had her wishing that for one brief moment she could make time stop and make this moment last forever.
Somehow, they had switched positions during their lovemaking. Damon was sitting up and she straddled him as she rode him. They both reached their final orgasm at the same time. He kissed her deeply as he filled her one last time. When the kiss ended, his eyes flickered over her smiling, flushed face. He smiled, “I told you that I’d rock your world.”
Bella softly giggled and rested her head against his, then wrapped her arms around him and planted a kiss on his lips.
Once again, this chapter was edited by me. All mistakes are my own (as they usually are).
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