This chapter is the kind of short, but only because I wanted to end where I did and there was no way I could make it longer...
Chapter 8: Damon
The moon was full tonight and beautiful too. It had its own seductive array of light, drawing me toward it. It reminded me of Katherine. I ran a hand through my dark hair, wondering to myself of what lay ahead of me, what my future with Katherine would be like. The carriage jolted just before the house Katherine was staying at. I smiled, feeling happiness wash over me. Katherine- the picture of her and her beautiful hair, her scent, her lovely eyes. She took up the capacity of my brain, mostly. I was secretly happy that I was picking her up alone, without Stefan. The idiot father of ours was forcing him to do something oder the other. I did feel bad for him, but I wanted to spend this night with Katherine alone. Stefan had been with Katherine last night and he had seemed a little dazed, his memory foggy and he also mentioned that he wanted to tell me something, but he couldn't. I left poor Stefan who was utterly confused to deal with his problems on his own. I stepped out of the carriage, feeling the unusual warm heat of the night sweat my skin. As I walked toward the door, I saw a girl clutching a basket, a mantel draped over her shoulders. She turned around and I met her mesmerizing blue eyes. The beauty of them, how I could sink in her gaze. Oh, Adelaide, I thought, looking at the rich brown curls cascade down as she pushed down her hood. She was beautiful; particularly her eyes, but still Katherine had quite an edge over her. Adelaide walked slowly and unsteadily towards me as if she was first learning how to walk. She came up to me, staring intently in my eyes, as if she was searching for a form of deception in them. She took a small breath of relief and handed me an off looking plant. I frowned at her, as she placed in my hand.
"Vervain," she said. The herb meant nothing to me. It was true that vervain was used to ward off the evil in medieval days, but Adelaide surely couldn't believe in that. She was far too sensible. "For protection," her solemn face broke into a grave smile.
"Why?" I asked. "You can't really believe in that stuff."
"It smells good to," she said, smiling Mehr warmly.
"Should I eat it oder something?" Her eyes widened and she shook her head.
"Whatever Du do, do not eat it. It...it...it tastes horrible. And besides it's for smelling, not eating. Just keep it with you. Think of it as a gift."
"A gift," I grinned and she nodded eagerly. "Well, alright then." I tucked the vervain into my pocket.
"But listen," she whispered, all of a sudden desperate. "Never tell Katherine Du have it. Until...well...until she finds out. Which she will..."
"Adelaide, I-" I looked at her, not understanding what she was talking about. But her eyes were pleading and I thought I saw a tear glisten in her eye. I nodded. "Yes, fine." She smiled through her tears, which were now streaming down her face. I couldn't help myself, seeing her in such a state. I took her chin in my hand and pressed my lips to hers. It was a magical feeling, Küssen Adelaide. So different from Katherine's. I felt like I was taking advantage of a small child Von Küssen Adelaide, the KISS felt so vulnerable. I heard the front door open and Adelaide pushed away from me.
"Keep it," she hissed, Schauspielen as if nothing had happened. "Promise me."
"Yes, I promise." And with that she ran off, leaving me with doubts. Katherine walked out of the house smiling. The kutscher put her trunks into the car as I offered her my arm. She took it gracefully and got into the carriage. We arrived at the Salvatore Mansion within twenty Minuten and I lead her out. Sooner than I expected she made me lead her to my room. We walked in and there was nothing Mehr to say. I watched her skillfully undo the laces of her dress without a servant helping her. The dress came off and she was left in her petticoat. I noted just how beautiful she was just then. She pushed me onto the bed, her hands all over my bare chest. Then she smelled me, carefully. And something immensely frightening and exciting happened. Her eyes became like an inhuman creature's. And…and…she had fangs. I almost gasped out, but she struck her fangs into my neck. And then...
Chapter 8: Damon
The moon was full tonight and beautiful too. It had its own seductive array of light, drawing me toward it. It reminded me of Katherine. I ran a hand through my dark hair, wondering to myself of what lay ahead of me, what my future with Katherine would be like. The carriage jolted just before the house Katherine was staying at. I smiled, feeling happiness wash over me. Katherine- the picture of her and her beautiful hair, her scent, her lovely eyes. She took up the capacity of my brain, mostly. I was secretly happy that I was picking her up alone, without Stefan. The idiot father of ours was forcing him to do something oder the other. I did feel bad for him, but I wanted to spend this night with Katherine alone. Stefan had been with Katherine last night and he had seemed a little dazed, his memory foggy and he also mentioned that he wanted to tell me something, but he couldn't. I left poor Stefan who was utterly confused to deal with his problems on his own. I stepped out of the carriage, feeling the unusual warm heat of the night sweat my skin. As I walked toward the door, I saw a girl clutching a basket, a mantel draped over her shoulders. She turned around and I met her mesmerizing blue eyes. The beauty of them, how I could sink in her gaze. Oh, Adelaide, I thought, looking at the rich brown curls cascade down as she pushed down her hood. She was beautiful; particularly her eyes, but still Katherine had quite an edge over her. Adelaide walked slowly and unsteadily towards me as if she was first learning how to walk. She came up to me, staring intently in my eyes, as if she was searching for a form of deception in them. She took a small breath of relief and handed me an off looking plant. I frowned at her, as she placed in my hand.
"Vervain," she said. The herb meant nothing to me. It was true that vervain was used to ward off the evil in medieval days, but Adelaide surely couldn't believe in that. She was far too sensible. "For protection," her solemn face broke into a grave smile.
"Why?" I asked. "You can't really believe in that stuff."
"It smells good to," she said, smiling Mehr warmly.
"Should I eat it oder something?" Her eyes widened and she shook her head.
"Whatever Du do, do not eat it. It...it...it tastes horrible. And besides it's for smelling, not eating. Just keep it with you. Think of it as a gift."
"A gift," I grinned and she nodded eagerly. "Well, alright then." I tucked the vervain into my pocket.
"But listen," she whispered, all of a sudden desperate. "Never tell Katherine Du have it. Until...well...until she finds out. Which she will..."
"Adelaide, I-" I looked at her, not understanding what she was talking about. But her eyes were pleading and I thought I saw a tear glisten in her eye. I nodded. "Yes, fine." She smiled through her tears, which were now streaming down her face. I couldn't help myself, seeing her in such a state. I took her chin in my hand and pressed my lips to hers. It was a magical feeling, Küssen Adelaide. So different from Katherine's. I felt like I was taking advantage of a small child Von Küssen Adelaide, the KISS felt so vulnerable. I heard the front door open and Adelaide pushed away from me.
"Keep it," she hissed, Schauspielen as if nothing had happened. "Promise me."
"Yes, I promise." And with that she ran off, leaving me with doubts. Katherine walked out of the house smiling. The kutscher put her trunks into the car as I offered her my arm. She took it gracefully and got into the carriage. We arrived at the Salvatore Mansion within twenty Minuten and I lead her out. Sooner than I expected she made me lead her to my room. We walked in and there was nothing Mehr to say. I watched her skillfully undo the laces of her dress without a servant helping her. The dress came off and she was left in her petticoat. I noted just how beautiful she was just then. She pushed me onto the bed, her hands all over my bare chest. Then she smelled me, carefully. And something immensely frightening and exciting happened. Her eyes became like an inhuman creature's. And…and…she had fangs. I almost gasped out, but she struck her fangs into my neck. And then...