"I'll be right back." Damon quickly rushed out, following after Sarah who had ran down the hall as if she had fire on her tail. How could he not have known that she been eavesdropping on their conversation. She was standing right at the door! That's approximately five feet or six feet away from him! Had he been THAT caught up in his conversation that he didn't realize that her scent had drawn closer towards him? He didn't even hear her footsteps either! What kind of werewolf does that?Damon cursed under his breath. Sarah was now a few seconds away from reaching her room and knowing that she was probably rushing in order to shut the door before he could reach her, Damon fastened his steps and pressed his hand against the door the moment after she stepped inside. Sarah's eyes widened when she realized that her attempt to escape went utterly in vein."I w-wasn't eavesdropping on y-your conversation!" She quickly started to deny before he could even voice his accusati

Sarah shifted to get herself comfortable as she struggled to comb through Damon's hair. After he managed to force Jason out of the house, he had demanded that they finished what they had started. At first, she had been covered with red when she made the mistake of thinking that he was talking about intimate things. But then, he managed to burst her bubble by enlightening her of the fact that he was referring to his half finished hair. Of course, she wasn't supposed to feel disappointed because considering their half sour, half evolving relationship, she was in no position to covet anything that Damon could give her...and in this case what she shouldn't covet was... pleasure.She had accepted his rather sloppy apology...if she could even call it that. But that didn't mean that they had suddenly become best buddies! Damon was still Damon...reserved and impassive, if you disregarded that one time when he happened to smile without even realizing it. So naturally, she was still wa

Damon curled his fingers around the door handle and twisted, pushing his way inside. And the very moment he stepped in, he found Sarah behind the door as she waited for him with a plate in her hands. Her hair was flying in all directions, the spot around her mouth was filled with chicken crumbs and...she smelled of alcohol. Damon frowned. Where the hell did she get alcohol when she doesn't even know where it's kept?...Unless she got it from Trixie and Haguy. He raked a hand through his hair as anger ran through him like wildfire. He should've kicked them both out the moment the thought crossed his mind. If he had done that, then Sarah wouldn't have been in this state...a drunken state, the kind where she doesn't even know what in heaven's name she's doing."You're drunk." Damon deadpanned, looking at her sway from side to side as she smiled at him.She shook her head. "I'm perfectly fine! Do I look drunk to you?" She gestured to herself with her hand while givi

"Damon?" Sarah called, sticking her head into the kitchen as her eyes rotated around the room. Trixie and Haguy were getting ready to leave at the moment. It was sad to see them go as soon as they finally became friends, but there was absolutely no talking them out of it. They were already hell bent on leaving. But could you blame them? They were forced to stay in an empty house by themselves, and not just any house but the home belonging to the most ruthless man alive. Who knows what kind of atrocities they've been through?Then again, she had never seen Damon mistreat them, except for that one time when he demanded that they got out of their OWN room. It was unfair of her to keep calling him ruthless and vicious when, if you asked her, he didn't seem that way at all...well not anymore. Thinking about it now, he wasn't that bad from the beginning. Whenever she thought he'd do something crazy like hitting her or eating her alive, he always surprised her by doing something u

"Is there a reason why you keep spacing out?" Damon asked, side-eyeing Sarah as they walked through the mall. She shook her head without a word, making his eyes twitch in annoyance. "Then is there a reason why you've been avoiding my gaze? Did you do something wrong?"Sarah tensed at that. Had she done something wrong? Seeing the photo of him and a woman by chance isn't considered wrong, right? But she had a feeling that if she told him exactly that, then he'd only get angry. He must've kept the drawer closed for a reason. That photo obviously wasn't meant to be seen."No." She paused. "I was just thinking.""Then stop thinking. It's irritating.""I can't just stop th-" she halted her sentence when Damon shot her a look. "Fine.""If there's anything you want, just say so. You can't have me picking out everything when you're the one whose going to wear it." He said and Sarah smiled a bit. It was in these times that she somehow forgot that he's 'supposed' to b