Damon's P.O.V

"Josh you take her and wait for us by the plane and Drew get into the car we need to pay some people a visit," they turn around to do as I say but I quickly stop Josh before he goes

"Be careful with her yeah?"

"Always,"

I slightly nod before getting into my car

"Let me guess, Vanessa's house?" Drew asks or more like stats, I offer him a simple nod before quickly reversing and head to it at an alarming speed, Drew already used to this.

"You have your gun?" I ask once I pull into the driveway, he slightly narrows his eyes at me silently judging me. I'm not even going to use it, its just to inflict fear.

"Always," I smirk at that before looking around at the empty street

"Whats the plan?"

"Just follow my lead," I don't fucking have a plan

I get out of the car, him following suit.

I look at house, it's a decent looking one not too extravagant but classy at the same time. I go up the porch and knock on the door, a petite lady opening it....graying blonde hair with dark brown eyes

I furrow my brows, now this would be awkward

Did I get the correct house? Maybe it's not even her mother

"Can I help you?"

"Yes actually, are you by any chance Miss Tailor?" I ask using her maiden name

"Yes?" She answers rather unsurely

I nod,"Kindly step back inside slowly," I command and when she stays rooted I lift my shirt up a bit revealing my gun making her immediately do as I say

"Mom who was at th— Damon? Damon Walker...star football—"

"Look we didn't come here for you to fan girl over me, I suggest you both sit your asses down and we'll get this over and done with," When they finally sit I resume speaking,"Vanessa is never coming back here ever again,"

"She's my daughter you can no—,"

"But I can and with all the shit you've put her through I doubt you deserve to refer to her as your daughter," I say firmly

"Drew go upstairs to Vanessa's room and pack up her things," I say before turning my gaze back to her mom

I trust he can figure out which room is hers.

"You don't understand doing this will put a bullet through your head,"

What the fuck is she talking about?

"If there were to be any trouble that comes to hers or my way I will deal with it accordingly," I respond seemingly unfazed

"These are dangerous people she needs to be kept safe,"

"And whose going to do that? You?! You don't give two shits what happens to her and have made that abundantly clear yet here you are thinking you can protect her,"

"You don't unde—," I certainly don't

"I think I understand quite well....now what's going to happen is you will never contact her again or come near her and if you know what's good for you, you will act as if she doesn't exist at all and I think you're pretty good at that already," I say as Drew finally comes down with two bags....that's not a lot of stuff

I glare at them one more time before leaving with Drew right behind me

"I'm disappointed in the fact we didn't get to use our guns," Drew says and I go to respond but my hand is yanked backwards and I turn around to meet the eyes of Vanessa's mother

I frown at her and I'm about to tell her off but she beats me to it," listen they're people out there that'll do literally anything to keep her safe and I get that I haven't been the best but doing this will get me killed and I cann-," why does everything have to matter only when it affects her

"What does—" I'm about to ask but her facial expression stops me

She visibly gets scared as if she shared something she shouldn't have, is Vanessa hiding something from me?

Nah she wouldn't do that and I trust her....she must not know about this then

"You listen, why don't you fuck off," I say before getting my car and driving off

"What did she say?"

"Nothing important," I respond as grip the wheel tighter

**********

I've been awake for about ten minutes and I woke up to an empty bed, not mine though, I don't even recognize it...its dark grey sheets and right in front of me there's a big ass bathroom walls made of glass, that's not very safe to have especially if people barge into your room all

It's then I saw this curtain cover, makes sense.....

I look around and there are two doors one probably leading the way out then the other probably a walk in closest

Was I kidnapped....like my memory is still a bit wonky, I'm recalling a few shits yeah but not a lot

I finally get out of the comfortable bed, dressed in a large as fuck t-shirt I walk out probably not looking very decent but hey it is what it is

This is a big ass place and after a few dead end turns I finally hear human life, to think my dumbass thought I was the last person on earth. Imagine having to fuck yourself just to feel pleasure, well I guess I'd survive I've been practically doing it for most of my life minus a few hookups here and there until I met Damon ofcourse

Well I still do it sometimes, when I think of him and he's not there to— never mind

I go down the stairs and head to what I presume is the kitchen area, this place is pretty nice. That's where I see them all along with Quinn and this other red haired chick

They are all in a really deep conversation I couldn't quite catch on with it even though I tried with Quinn being the first one to spot me, her usual grumpy demeanor present

"How's my favourite hun doing," I ask giving her hug which she doesn't even respond to, great.

"Vanessa! Finally I was getting bored," Josh says

I smile slightly at that before catching Damon's eyes but they quickly shift to my very exposed legs

"I swear I have shorts under these," I quickly say

"Prove it," Quinn says smirking

I reach for the hem of the t-shirt and as I slowly raise it I lift my middle finger at her instead making them all laugh.

I missed that

"Where are we anyway?" I ask taking a seat next to Drew attempting to slide his plate towards myself but he slaps my hand glaring at me

"This is Damon's house," Camilla answers me as I attempt to steal Tyler's food but he was one step ahead of me as he quickly moved it away from my reach

"It's my parents not mine," Damon corrects her, first thing he has said since I made my first appearance, I watch him carefully wondering if he's still mad at me.

I mean of course he is, he should be.......what I said was shitty I won't even lie.

His eyes meet mine and I just can't seem to read them, I have no clue if whether he wants to tear off my clothes and take me right here, right now or if he never wants to speak to me again and wants to end whatever we are.

He slowly slides his barely touched food towards me, such a simple action which makes me like him even more. It's always the little things, I noticed this not too long ago. It was never when he gave me rather extravagant gifts and shit, though I very much enjoyed those I quite loved most when he held me tight, when he knew when I was a little off just by watching me, the way he shows he cares without even saying jackshit and there I was afraid to own up to my shit so I just had to say the worst shit to him.

I lick my lips staring at him his eyes zoning in on them, fuck I miss feeling his lips on my own.

"You two should really just get a fucking room," Drew grumbles

"Exactly," I turn my head towards that voice as its the first time I'm hearing it, ohh its red-haired chick.

"I'm Vanessa by the way," I say to her

" Zia," I was expecting her to explain why she's here, maybe I should try again but I don't want to be rude though, I mean come on I shouldn't be here

"Oh she's Damon's mom's assistant, sort of, and also a long time family friend," Josh fills me in whispering in my ear and my mouth forms an 'o' shape. Damon stands up suddenly grabbing my hand on his way out ushering me away from the others

Shit, now we have to talk

He navigates his way back to the room I first woke up in, it must be his

"Look uhh I'm sor—," He cuts me off by capturing my lips with his own

Fuck I missed this

He doesn't take long in lifting me up and my legs going around his waist, my back slamming against the door.

He presses his whole body against my own and I can feel everything, every muscle....all the hardness and even his dick against my inner thigh.

He's being so rough, and I'm enjoying every second of it.

His tongue explores my mouth as if its the first time it's been there, colliding against my own. He bites my bottom lip drawing an embarrassingly loud moan from me.

He smirks against my lips causing us to pull for breath, probably proud of himself......Little shit

My forehead rests on his as I try to catch my breath,"Can we just forget what happened?"

I merely offer him a nod at that

Fuck I hate to ruin this moment but," I need to take a shower mate,"

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