Katherine stared at him like it was the first time she saw him. Damon walked passed her and entered the Boarding House. “Nice to see you too, by the way” he said to a speechless Katherine. “I heard Bonnie brought my stuff back here” Katherine nodded, then realized Damon didn’t see her since he was standing with his back to her and mumbled: “Yeah, she did” She gathered herself together and walked towards Damon and stopped right in front of him. “Why are you here?” she asked suspicious. “I mean, not that you can’t, this is your house, but are you allowed to be here? Does Bonnie let you?” Damon frowned his eyebrows. Katherine knew much more about what was going on than he nor Bonnie thought. She knew or at least had a high suspicion that Bonnie decided where Damon could go and what he could do. “I can talk to you, she doesn’t have a problem with that” Damon decided. “Katherine, I need to ask you something” Katherine made a step backwards and braced herself. “What?” she asked careful. “There was a man murdered last night. Would you have anything to do with that?” “Bonnie sent you to interrogate me? She uses you now to do her dirty work? I’m going to kill that bitch!” Katherine exclaimed and she raced to the front door. She opened it and saw Elena on the porch. “Hi, get in, I’m gone” Katherine said and she ran off. Elena entered the house. “Damon? Are you in here? It’s me, Elena”
As soon as Damon heard her name his face went pale and his hands got sweaty. “Elena, go home! I’m sick!” What a lame excuse, Damon thought, vampires don’t get sick. He could slap himself right now. He heard footsteps coming closer to the living room and ten seconds later Elena entered the living room. At first he thought she was walking to him, but she just passed him and headed for the wall. She leaned her back against it and went up and down, like Baloo in Jungle Book. “God, this itch is driving me nuts!” As she said that Damon felt his own back burning and stinging like Bonnie was in scripting her vervain message all over again. “Hey, what’s wrong?” Elena asked when she noticed Damon’s pained face. Damon turned around and Elena left her wall. She walked towards Damon and lay her hands on his back. “What’s wrong?” she repeated. She felt Damon’s button down was kind of wet. “Nothing” Damon said sharp. “There’s something on your back” Elena insisted. “Let me see” She started to pull his shirt, but Damon turned and gripped her hands. “Don’t” he said. “Everything’s okay. You need to go home” Elena shook her head. “I don’t want to go home. I don’t want to see Stefan right now. Can’t I just stay here for a while?” she asked with a puppy look in her eyes. Damon looked sadly at the girl he fancied. He should send her away, and make her stay away. But one hour couldn’t hurt. “All right” Damon sighed. “Why not” “Yay!” Elena exclaimed and she threw her arms tightly around his neck. Damon, who tried to ignore the sharp, burning pain, helplessly patted her back.
As soon as Damon heard her name his face went pale and his hands got sweaty. “Elena, go home! I’m sick!” What a lame excuse, Damon thought, vampires don’t get sick. He could slap himself right now. He heard footsteps coming closer to the living room and ten seconds later Elena entered the living room. At first he thought she was walking to him, but she just passed him and headed for the wall. She leaned her back against it and went up and down, like Baloo in Jungle Book. “God, this itch is driving me nuts!” As she said that Damon felt his own back burning and stinging like Bonnie was in scripting her vervain message all over again. “Hey, what’s wrong?” Elena asked when she noticed Damon’s pained face. Damon turned around and Elena left her wall. She walked towards Damon and lay her hands on his back. “What’s wrong?” she repeated. She felt Damon’s button down was kind of wet. “Nothing” Damon said sharp. “There’s something on your back” Elena insisted. “Let me see” She started to pull his shirt, but Damon turned and gripped her hands. “Don’t” he said. “Everything’s okay. You need to go home” Elena shook her head. “I don’t want to go home. I don’t want to see Stefan right now. Can’t I just stay here for a while?” she asked with a puppy look in her eyes. Damon looked sadly at the girl he fancied. He should send her away, and make her stay away. But one hour couldn’t hurt. “All right” Damon sighed. “Why not” “Yay!” Elena exclaimed and she threw her arms tightly around his neck. Damon, who tried to ignore the sharp, burning pain, helplessly patted her back.
So, I made yes-and-no poll to vote for Paul in TCA's 2012. I included a description saying "He needs to win this time and deserves to win." Then a (Not DE fans, a) DE fan picked no and commented saying, "Ian deserves to win. 3rd time in row?? I don't care. He's the best. He should win for eternity."
Like what the fuq, bro? Paul hasn't given credit or appreciated by his hard work this season and you keep saying those things to him? You (the DE fan), are selfish .
I'm not saying that you should all vote for Paul because he is greater than Ian. I'm saying is that Ian is the best too but, at least be fair. Give Paul a chance. He has worked very hard, as Ian.
Paul needs to win this time. And the Teen Choice Awards 2012 is before his birthday. Make it as his birthday gift from his fans. So he would know that we appreciate him for his hardwork..
Vote for him here: link
Like what the fuq, bro? Paul hasn't given credit or appreciated by his hard work this season and you keep saying those things to him? You (the DE fan), are selfish .
I'm not saying that you should all vote for Paul because he is greater than Ian. I'm saying is that Ian is the best too but, at least be fair. Give Paul a chance. He has worked very hard, as Ian.
Paul needs to win this time. And the Teen Choice Awards 2012 is before his birthday. Make it as his birthday gift from his fans. So he would know that we appreciate him for his hardwork..
Vote for him here: link
Bonnie unchained Damon’s other hand and he dropped on the ground. With his unbroken and unbitten arm he tried to drag himself out of the cage, though he had no idea where the entrance was.
He felt how Bonnie grabbed his foot and dragged him back. In a reflex he kicked her and she fell backwards.
“You son of a bitch! My lip’s bleeding!” Bonnie cursed.
Damon kicked her again.
“You’re going to pay for this!” Bonnie exclaimed furious.
Then everything went quiet. Damon waited for Bonnie to do something horrible, but another aching stayed out.
Then Bonnie lifted up her feet and stamped his broken arm with her high heels. She grabbed his hair and dragged him to the wall, throwing him against it.
“You’re not playing by the rules, Damon!” she said furious. “No one told you you could try and get away from me!”
He felt how Bonnie grabbed his foot and dragged him back. In a reflex he kicked her and she fell backwards.
“You son of a bitch! My lip’s bleeding!” Bonnie cursed.
Damon kicked her again.
“You’re going to pay for this!” Bonnie exclaimed furious.
Then everything went quiet. Damon waited for Bonnie to do something horrible, but another aching stayed out.
Then Bonnie lifted up her feet and stamped his broken arm with her high heels. She grabbed his hair and dragged him to the wall, throwing him against it.
“You’re not playing by the rules, Damon!” she said furious. “No one told you you could try and get away from me!”