Post by damon salvatore on Feb 21, 2013 15:04:06 GMT -8
It was mid-afternoon and Damon had finished feeding off of a female that was easy to lure and compel at the Mystic Grill. Damon and the victim were in the alleyway behind the Mystic Grill as he fed on her. After spending a few hours at the grill, he had grabbed the waitress the feed, his main reason for being there for the first place, not to mention to grab a few drinks at the bar for free. And not by willing choice of the bartender. Damon retracted his fangs out of the female’s neck that was now lightly flowing with crimson liquid. He then pierced his own skin and shoved his wrist into the female’s mouth so that she would be able to heal and leave no evidence of what happened to her. The elder Salvatore compelled her to forget their encounter and to happily go back to work as if nothing happened.
Walking back into the Grill, he glanced at the clock on the wall before getting another glass of Bourbon. Elena was supposed to be out of high school by now and probably at her house. It was only recently since Elena and Damon had finally jumped into a relationship. It was after she was turned that her memories returned to her, the memories that Damon forced her to forget in order to protect her. Though the whole love triangle ideal could have ended early if he would have revealed to her that he met her first. What did that really matter if he met her first though? Whatever the case, Damon finally have the one that he was in love with. Now that Elena was a vampire, she was fierce, strong and sexy.
Finishing his glass of hard liquor, he was lightly buzzed now and he exited the grill before took a few steps out of the grill and into the back alley and sped off with extreme speed to Elena’s house. Once at Elena’s house, he roughly stomped on the stairs leading up to the porch before he had entered her house without knocking. Damon was invited in, of course and there was no need to waste time with knocking on the door. Walking through the front door and closing behind him, he looked around the house. ”Oh Elena...guess who's here!” He called out, partly in sarcasm, part in light excitement to see her. He was never good at being romantic, but this sarcasm and dorkiness would do. No doubt she probably needed to feed. Was she home or was she still gone? Elena walked to and from school, maybe she wasn't home yet. Jeremy wasn't in the house, no one was. Damon caught on to her scent, but he wasn't sure if it was just her scent overwhelming the house in general or if she was home.
Sorry for it's lameness and shortness, just wanted to get a post up for us. Chose your way of entrance. <3
