Music flowed through the open windows of the Salvatore mansion as Damian swayed drunkenly to the melodic lyrics. Every year since Jenna Gilbert’s death, he had made sure that his best friend was duly entertained on this particular day to keep his mind from dwelling on his lost girlfriend.
All our times have come
Here but now they’re gone.
Seasons don’t fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain.
“They don’t write songs like this anymore.” With drink in hand, Damian danced in front of the huge bay windows of his study with his scotch sloshing about with his movements. “It’s all about money, sex and drugs. No real meaning to the crap played nowadays.”
Watching his friend’s antics from his reclined position on the couch, Alaric replied …show more content…
Knowing who was on the line by the ring tone, he answered. “Yeah, Caroline, what do you want?” His inebriated dancing didn’t stop as he raised his glass to his lips for another drink.
“Where the hell is she?!” A frantic Caroline shrieked through the phone.
“Where the hell is who?” Damian continued, unperturbed by Caroline’s drama. Her behavior and over the top reactions to most anything that happened had ceased to surprise him. In fact, her constant drama was part of the reason why he broke it off with her.
“Elena…dammit, I thought she’d be over there with you two.” Caroline’s words cut straight through the alcohol induced haze in Damian’s brain, finally making him pay …show more content…
“You see, she was cooking last night when a loud thunder strike hit during that bad storm, causing her to cut herself pretty badly. She begged me to not take her to the hospital. You know how she hates the hospital now…”
“Caroline, don’t tell me you gave her your blood, and then, you lost her…” Growling, Damian shot up off of his seat, pacing furiously. “If anything happens to her because of your negligence, I swear I’ll….”
“I know, I know, I know. I messed up but I couldn’t help it. The smell of the blood in her kitchen got to me and I had to go feed, Damian.” Caroline’s eyes teared up in fear and guilt over what might have happened to her best friend. “We have to find her. She can’t have gone too far.”
“We’ll be right over.” Damian hung up the phone as he turned to Alaric, who was already setting his glass down. Knowing that his friend heard the entire conversation, he stated the obvious. “If we can’t find Elena before someone else does, I will personally pull Caroline Forbes apart, limb by limb.” With that, he stomped out the front door with an equally furious Alaric following behind
All our times have come
Here but now they’re gone.
Seasons don’t fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain.
“They don’t write songs like this anymore.” With drink in hand, Damian danced in front of the huge bay windows of his study with his scotch sloshing about with his movements. “It’s all about money, sex and drugs. No real meaning to the crap played nowadays.”
Watching his friend’s antics from his reclined position on the couch, Alaric replied …show more content…
Knowing who was on the line by the ring tone, he answered. “Yeah, Caroline, what do you want?” His inebriated dancing didn’t stop as he raised his glass to his lips for another drink.
“Where the hell is she?!” A frantic Caroline shrieked through the phone.
“Where the hell is who?” Damian continued, unperturbed by Caroline’s drama. Her behavior and over the top reactions to most anything that happened had ceased to surprise him. In fact, her constant drama was part of the reason why he broke it off with her.
“Elena…dammit, I thought she’d be over there with you two.” Caroline’s words cut straight through the alcohol induced haze in Damian’s brain, finally making him pay …show more content…
“You see, she was cooking last night when a loud thunder strike hit during that bad storm, causing her to cut herself pretty badly. She begged me to not take her to the hospital. You know how she hates the hospital now…”
“Caroline, don’t tell me you gave her your blood, and then, you lost her…” Growling, Damian shot up off of his seat, pacing furiously. “If anything happens to her because of your negligence, I swear I’ll….”
“I know, I know, I know. I messed up but I couldn’t help it. The smell of the blood in her kitchen got to me and I had to go feed, Damian.” Caroline’s eyes teared up in fear and guilt over what might have happened to her best friend. “We have to find her. She can’t have gone too far.”
“We’ll be right over.” Damian hung up the phone as he turned to Alaric, who was already setting his glass down. Knowing that his friend heard the entire conversation, he stated the obvious. “If we can’t find Elena before someone else does, I will personally pull Caroline Forbes apart, limb by limb.” With that, he stomped out the front door with an equally furious Alaric following behind