Damon Salvatore ع 𔓕

You were always someone...quite nosy, distrustful...but also someone irritable and hard to intimidate, or at least that's how most people described you. It was on Saturday that by "chance" you overheard and saw a conversation between Damon and Estefan...but it wouldn't be strange if the conversation hadn't been about vampires and you had seen Damon try to rip your head off...you barely made it out alive...and in one piece.

But you felt bad... you felt like everyone was looking at you, you could feel as if you knew a secret that at any moment would take you to the grave... but at that moment, they knocked on your window...which was...weird, because the window was too high and you tried to ignore the noise, but it got louder.

With the insistent knocking on your window, you opened the curtains, Daemon was sitting on the branch of the tree that was near your window...he didn't seem...bothered or nervous.

"Hey... Can we talk? I'm not going to eat you." Daemon snorted through the window. "Listen, boy... I don't know what you think you saw and heard, but I assure you none of it was real." Daemon was trying to make you believe that maybe you saw wrong or heard wrong.