He had several hobbies over the centuries, one of which was not significantly rescue maidens in distress.
Normally, out of a bar where he had drowned the sorrow that his girlfriend would have preferred the book of algebra because the next day was a test, would not have wasted even a shrug for anyone who was running at breakneck speed in her direction. But before focusing his sight on her, or bother to sniff the air, or refine your ears to hear a lament intercepted his heartbeat and what he called curiosity forced him to stay where he was.
He raised his hands by stopping his run with a "Hey, hey" and she stopped breathing with difficulty.
"At the risk of regret show, albeit vague, almost insignificant, interest in your sentence the person, not to mention irritating, and your young life, I am tempted to ask for cos & rsquo it is that puts you in such a hurry "
She looked almost angry - he concludes that if it were due to more pressing issues that demanded all his irritability, and they were offended - and seemed to decide very quickly what to do because he only said, "You must help me,"
"Try again, you'll be luckier next time" he was bored and had nothing to do, but Judge Bonnie Bennet had care to refuse his services as many times I could not pass the opportunity to beg him to leave.
"Damon" almost growled in pronouncing his name, looking as if he could burn him alive. Well, actually, probably could have.
"Bonnie" the imitated, dedicating an amused grin.
"This is Jeremy"
Jeremy was the brother of Helen and then this thing, whatever it was, he was concerned. But Jeremy was the first infant who was brought to court a witch who roasts the brain every other week, and he was always to judge and to walk half bent under the weight of justice and goodness of ' humanity that was loaded on its own initiative looking over his shoulder as if it was obvious that he did the same. Jeremy was an aspirant to the male Lolita, Lady Chatterley's lover.
"What have I to do with Lover Boy?" Was Lover Boy. The find so many nicknames that it was difficult even to him to keep up with his brilliant irony.
"I think he gets into trouble"
"We've all been there," he said by shrugging, "Well, certainly Stefan There is no past. Just some cold pack, "he said still putting a hand on his shoulder, feeling the shoulders flushed after the race and the blood flowing more rapidly beneath the surface of his skin "Do not worry, it's not true that you become blind"
"Boy, Damon "she cried exasperated" I need you! "
Those four words were clearly been said in the heat of the moment, under pressure from a lot of stress and an obvious desperation, but had been spoken. So clearly than trying of rimangiarsele now have only the effect to give more meaning to what they had, so Bonnie could only stare as the words reached the press on the brain as cerebral arteries, which she so often tortured. Perhaps it would have preferred them to him rather than splashed still feel the urge to accept help, just for a stupid sentence of no importance.
Yet Damon knew the need . He had a definite shape, texture heavy, expanded as lactic acid in muscles and him who was a slave, none had ever been. Just four words sent to hell by his loving indifference.
"Okay. Let's say I have a little 'time to kill, "he said with a wry smile, staring seriously.
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"Not that I needed your help ..." said attracting the resigned smile of his brother, "Why hell took you so long? "
"I tried not to take away the fame and glory" retorted Stefan.
"kind of you," Damon replied, "And I thought you wanted there was more than expected to withdraw them that fucks you up the ass," said the other by lifting the corners of his mouth to taunt him.
Stefan, of course, not offenses he felt the need to clarify his manhood. He was mature - Damon thought he was too boring for a role with his physical one would ever adapt. Stefan was morally above with respect to him, but he preferred to stay on in other circumstances.
Damon turned his face, finding the unconscious body of Bonnie, and we came up ignoring Jeremy, because his brother was closer, and also because it would the air more heroic bearing in her arms a beautiful girl than a teenage boy - he told himself.
Swing me thse Sorrows
delusion for a while and try
it's Such A Beautiful Lie
She probably had some bruises and some scratches, but breathing. If he had deigned to open his eyes he could tell if something had broken, but he insisted to keep his eyelids closed.
So calm and quiet in his hands that rose from the ground did not seem even the same.
Witch? "He called her plan, but without her eyelids trembled just opened his eyes.
Well, would not have worried. Certainly did not look like a dying woman. It was warm and his heart was strong enough to hear echoes in his own flesh. He could be generous and let it enjoyed its beauty sleep.
You've got to lose inhibitions
Romance
your ego for a while Come on, give it a try
went down the stairs that led him downstairs in the sitting room adjacent to the entrance and Jeremy found himself lying on a sofa, still unconscious. Elena and her brother clinging to thank him and crying, apparently without knowing how to decide which of two things to focus on. He embraced with her eyes closed as if he could stop the time in his head but had to feel his eyes on him because he opened his eyes suddenly and tried to withdraw himself from the girl kindly.
idiot - he thought Damon - in your place I would have the opportunity to turn the knife. But Stefan was not like him, and how stupid it was when he called him brother there was no irony in his voice. He hated everything that had honor and sentimentality, makes it difficult to carry out conscientiously the main activity: hate him and make his life a living hell.
Suddendly my eyes are open
Everything comes into focus, oh
"What-" irregular breathing Bonnie struck him on the cheek as she fidgeted slightly in his arms "-Jeremy"
"He's fine," Damon said, annoyed, rolling his eyes to look at .
"Damon, I warn you-"
Oh, stop. How much thought he must have patience? Saint Stefan had enough for both because he had never had the need to worry about. Certainly did not intend to start now.
We are all illuminated
On Our Lights are shining faces
"Witch" interrupted abruptly "With the magic of that little show you put on before you are even able to stand up so you will not threaten me. You could not even fry an egg at this time, let alone my brain. "He said, raising an ironic smile, while Elena - referred to by their debate - is suddenly reminded of his brother lying on the couch," If do not want to slip off the arms from under your delicious little body and make you crash on this beautiful marble floor I suggest you work together, "he said seriously, looking irritated that she knew" Now: would you be kind enough to put her arms based around his neck, "he asked looking into her eyes, and she, slowly, he did.
"Well, the film is more romantic and at this point starts a love song but I will settle," said so softly that she was the only to hear clearly.
"Damon?" With his arms around his neck and his face was almost pressed into the crook of her neck so that the vampire did not have to pronounce his name as more than a sigh, because he clearly felt.
"Yes?" Asked, confused by his gentle tone, focusing on his regular breathing against his ear.
"Thank You"
blinding
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Damon turned his eyes watching his brother into the living room with her slow and measured, and swallowed what was left in his glass, now pouring another scotch.
"Do you think this is the time to go sir?" asked by imitating a patronizing tone.
Stefan smiled but ignored him and went to sit in front of the fireplace. Damon came up to him handing him a glass of scotch and sat at the other end of the couch.
"Celebrating something?" He asked while looking sideways at his brother's eyes closely followed the tongues of fire that enveloped the wood.
"Oh, You know, my wonderful love life, "he said casually, shrugging his shoulders, while Stefan shook his head with a resigned expression, and perhaps amused" The fact that between us both I and the family who inherited all the beauty. " looked angelic "The usual. And you? "
" You know what I inherited, "he asked sniffing his scotch," A brother ineffable modesty and ability to appreciate to know, "said sarcastic closer to its glass the other's.
Damon put on show pulled a smile before replying, "No, I mean how's your love life"
"What I have this concern? "said Stefan confused.
's brother put his hand on the chest mimicking a non-existent affliction "Oh, you hurt me" she exclaimed "I'm looking for to create a moment of fraternal intimacy here. You know, to share our feelings, and maybe go out in the garden to cut a heart on a tree trunk with the words in the middle: D + S = BFF. "
Stefan stared arching an eyebrow, and objected "It 's a bit too gay thing"
"Yes," nodded Damon "Too much even for you," he admitted "Let's say I feel that an unmistakable Eau de sorciere " from what he understood as the witch was not subject to its young stud - well, pony . He could not say that the heart would break the idea of the conclusion of their history, so if you could define it, but wanted to know why, especially if the reason was his brother.
"You're asking me if I see Bonnie?" Said Stefan taking a sip of his drink.
"If you really want to remove all the creativity from my previous statement," smiled sarcastically admitting "Yes"
The other nodded, thinking it over. Damon's eyes turned angry, because we wanted to answer?
"You know, do those things that you like so much? Type browse daisies, look into his eyes, sighing as if you had a really deep breath ... "
"I had a vague idea that I was wondering just that," agreed his brother pretending innocence.
"And so what I say?" Urged the other.
"Good night, Damon," he said, getting up from the couch to go in his bedroom.
So take this night
wrap it around me like a sheet I know
I'm not forgiven But I need a place to sleep
"Not to ruin the party, but you're a vampire, and then do not sleep!" He said speaking as he would a child.
"Nor do I have liver problems," said Stefan turned to him, "But this does not stop you from trying to be me know about them," said attracting a grin of satisfaction.
"Oh, stop flattering" the shot with a hand gesture.
"Are you trying to find out if you can stop my fear of competition with Helen?"
" Ph ! & Rdquo , shook his head looking as if he had said something ridiculous "No criminal would thus be to make a mistake like that twice, without being able to cite at least a concussion," he commented, without being able to scratch the quiet facade of his brother.
"If you're convinced," replied the other with a shrug.
"I do not take away the" Damon pointed out, looking serious and threatening.
"No, I will," Stefan said, sounding almost wistful. Knowing that you can bet there was it would be foolhardy to make any move to avoid tearing something that made him happy. Years and years of guilt and whining do this to a man - and Damon to make things much easier, and sometimes much less fun. He was not so stupid. He would never quit anything for him. Absolutely, absolutely ever - it was said.
So take this night and I lie down on the street
I know I'm not forgiven But I hope I'll be
given
Some Peace
TBC ...
Note: The songs in this chapter are "Illuminated" of Hurts and "This Night" by Black Lab
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