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Post by Damon Salvatore on Nov 7, 2014 9:20:39 GMT -6
Damon pinched the bridge of his nose, rubbing a hand over his face. He'd debated going to find Elena, but Stefan had made him promise to wait until they figured out how to tell her that he was back before he went off to find her. So here he sat, waiting for a blonde vampire to come find him. Stefan had sent her a text to come meet him, and instead she was going to find him.
Both he and his brother had agreed not to tell them what happened with Bonnie. As far as they knew, Bonnie had passed on, she was at peace, and quite honestly he hoped that she had. He raised a brow as he caught sight of Caroline pacing the park by the fountain. He let out a breath, and pushed off of the wall he had been sitting on.
"Hello, draculina," he remarked as he stepped up behind her, the usual snark in his voice at the nickname. It had started out as an insult and had grown over time to an affectionate term.
Post by Caroline Forbes on Nov 7, 2014 9:33:53 GMT -6
Where was Stefan? she asked herself as she paced back and forth. Her eyes had looked all over the place, but she hadn't seen him at all. So when she heard that old nickname from someone that wasn't supposed to be around anymore... her heart started to race and then stopped for a second.
She turned around, her mouth in the shape of an O as she looked over the person standing in front of her.
"I... I... You...." She reached out then and poked him in his chest before reaching to pinch his arm. "D...Damon?"
Post by Damon Salvatore on Nov 7, 2014 9:37:51 GMT -6
"Pinch me again and I'm going to remove your means to do so," he replied, taking hold of her hand to push her away. His words might have been harsh, but his tone wasn't. He let out a breath, and smirked at her.
"Yep...I'm back. In the flesh. Sorry, Stefan isn't coming. Something about you hating him and you might stake him or something, I stopped listening after a bit."
Post by Caroline Forbes on Nov 7, 2014 9:42:28 GMT -6
She just stared at him, not even pretending that his words hurt her feelings. After all the crap they had been through, it took more than a sarcastic jab to upset her.
Despite her partial hatred for him, and the crap that he had put her through years back when she had been his walking, talking, screwing blood bag, she had missed him. And was happy he was back. And if he was back, that meant.... Bonnie.
She closed her mouth, and against her better judgement, threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tight, fighting against the tears that were threatening her eyes. She held him close and gave another squeeze before stepping back and wiping her eyes.
Post by Damon Salvatore on Nov 7, 2014 9:55:07 GMT -6
The awkward silence between the two of them was, well, awkward. Damon opened his mouth to say something, and then stumbled slightly--mostly out of surprise--when she threw her arms around his neck. His face softened slightly, and he slid his arms around her. He squeezed tightly, and then let go of her as she stepped back.
"I...have no idea. One minute I'm stuck in May 10th, 1994 for four months and the next thing I knew I was here."
It was a lie, but over the years he had learned how to lie well and convincingly. None of them needed to know the truth about Bonnie. If it was painful for him, it would be crippling for them.
Post by Caroline Forbes on Nov 7, 2014 10:05:24 GMT -6
"Sorry about that," she mumbled in way of apology about her grabbing him the way that she did. Truth was, he had become important to her because he was important to Elena. Speaking of Elena...
"Oh my gosh, have you seen Elena yet?! She's going to....." She frowned then, unsure of how to continue. Would Elena be happy? Or would she care? Be upset? Shaking her head, she reached out to touch him once more, just to make sure he was real.
Post by Damon Salvatore on Nov 7, 2014 10:13:46 GMT -6
Damon grunted in reply to her apology, shrugging it off like he didn't care in a typical Damon manner. She raised a brow at her, and smirked.
"She's going to hate me?" He supplied dryly. "Yeah, I heard all about that."
He swatted at her hand as she reached out to touch him again. He scowled at her, and raised a finger to wag it at her in a "no".
"A few days...still trying to get used to things. I can't go home. My girlfriend hates me. And you're the closest thing I have to a friend right now because I'm really angry at Alaric and since he can actually kill me now so I can't even attack him out of frustration."
Post by Caroline Forbes on Nov 7, 2014 10:17:59 GMT -6
She did her best to mimic his growl, and playfully snapped her teeth at him before taking another step back.
"It's been... really difficult since you have been gone, Damon. Just give her time. I'm sure she'll come around. Though I'd really like to be there when you do see her," she murmured the last part under her breath.
Her brow raised at his last words.
"I'm the closest thing that you have to a friend? Should I feel honored?" she joked.
Post by Damon Salvatore on Nov 7, 2014 10:42:35 GMT -6
Damon scowled at her, reaching out to playfully smack the back of her head. "I can hear you, dumbass."
He let out a breath, and clasped his fingers together. "Undecided on the friend thing. Most of my friends end up dead. Case in point: Enzo and Alaric. Lucky for them they were both brought back. I don't think you'll have the same luck."
Pursing his lips, he rocked back on his heels. "Speaking of Elena...I need you to tell her I'm back."
Post by Caroline Forbes on Nov 7, 2014 10:48:53 GMT -6
She stuck her tongue out at him and crossed her arms over her shoulders, moving to sit on the bench beside them.
Her brow rose at his mention of her telling Elena that he was back, and she let out a sarcastic chuckle.
"Right. Like I want to be the one to wave that red flag in front of that bull. You're on your own there, Damon." She stood abruptly and turned to walk off, upset that he would make her be the one to tell Elena. Who did he think he was?!
Post by Damon Salvatore on Nov 7, 2014 10:53:41 GMT -6
Damon sped over to stand in front of her, blocking her escape. He took hold of her shoulders, and forced her to look at him. His brows furrowed in concern and pain.
"She hates me Caroline...and as far as she knows I'm dead. If I just show up, without any warning? What do you think that is going to do to her? Please..."
He licked his lips. "I'm asking you to do this. And I don't ask, Caroline. But I promise you I'm not going to turn into my brother and drop all of my problems on you."
Post by Caroline Forbes on Nov 7, 2014 11:00:15 GMT -6
She stared at him, surprised that he actually asked her to do it instead of insisting that she did and decided then that she would help him.
"Well... Since you asked so nicely, I guess I could tell her." Her voice was low and mumbly as nervousness started to coil in her stomach.
"What do I tell her, Damon? I just... You didn't see her. The heartbreak, the tears." She shook her head at the memory. "She was broken. And now, you're back. And I don't know what to say or how to make it easier."
Her eyes met his and she reached out gently to touch his shoulder. "Tell me what to say."
Post by Damon Salvatore on Nov 7, 2014 11:07:09 GMT -6
Damon let out a breath and shook his head slightly. He pursed his lips. "Just...tell her that I'm back and I want to talk. That's it."
He hesitated briefly, and then let his hands fall from her shoulders. He shifted uncomfortably, and pulled his phone from his pocket. He tapped it against his palm.
"And my number is till the same...psycho brother kept my phone on. I had voicemail messages from him. Can we say creepy?"
Post by Caroline Forbes on Nov 7, 2014 11:12:17 GMT -6
She chuckled, feeling her throat thickening with emotion as the look on his face.
"Stefan missed you, Damon. We all did," she said while looking into his eyes. "You're our resident ass. How could we not, ya know?" She smiled softly and gave his shoulder a squeeze.
"I'll tell her just as soon as I see her. And then I'll let you know what she says and how she reacts. Just... You have to promise me that you'll be patient with her, okay?"
She stepped back and then chuckled at his mentioning Stefan. "I'm not surprised, really. He's a bit psycho." She shrugged her shoulders. Stefan wasn't on her good list at the moment.
Post by Damon Salvatore on Nov 7, 2014 11:27:45 GMT -6
Damon nodded his head slightly. He would be patient, at least he would be as much as he could. He wasn't a patient man, he never had been, but miracles seemed to happen around Elena.
"I love her, Caroline...however long it takes."
He cleared his throat awkwardly, and stepped away from her. He nodded his head slightly. "You should probably go. I'm going to go...have a little chat with Alaric."