People were everywhere, I heard a couple "LOCKWOOD, WHAT'S UP MAN?"s shouted through the crowd, recieved a few hugs, and weaved through the crowds into the living room. Caroline was wearing a tight black dress; it made her look very young but very mysterious. She smiled and took my hand, pulling me onto the dance floor.
"Uh, Care, my date is waiting for me somewhere" I told her as I bumped into body after body. She rolled her eyes, "Slutty Sophie doesn't count as a date. She's a nobody. I wanted to dance with you." The puppy dog eyes were starting to get to me but I pulled my hand away.
"Sorry, but I don't play like that." I could see Sophie talking to some of her friends across the room and headed that way, hearing Caroline irritatibly sigh and stomp the opposite direction. As soon as I reached her she gave me a deep kiss on the lips, instantly grabbing my attention. Ever since I turned I'd been hornier than ever before, and tonight was hopefully the night that would go away for awhile. Sure she wasn't the best choice, but Sophie was willing to put out and I needed it.
We moved back towards the dancing drunk people and started to sway against one another. My mind was a little hazy from the millions of smells in the room, including Sophie's perfume, and I leaned down to nip playfully at her neck.
As soon as I heard 'Happy Birthday Elena!' coming from the hallway, Damon's scent hit me right in the face. I lifted my head from Sophie's shoulder and stared past the crowd just in time to see him walk in with Elena holding onto his arm. I gripped Sophie's arm tighter, though not enough for her to even notice, and locked eyes with him, seeing that smug smile as he let Caroline talk to Elena before pulling her away.
"Hey, I'm gonna grab us some drinks" I told Sophie very slowly in her ear, causing her to smile wide and shiver a little with how low I had made my tone. She was totally buying my 'Into You' act. Without even blinking I pushed people out of the way in order to get to my destination. Damon didn't even move, as if welcoming me to challenge him. That only fueled me even more. Just as I was about to reach the stairs Alaric came up behind him, motioning for Damon to go out to the patio. I growled under my breath and turned on my heel, going to the drink table for real this time. Friends from school were holding someone down on top of a keg, yelling 'Drink, Drink, Drink!' as he gulped down what I assumed was beer. So far Caroline and Sophie were the only two I had talked to in the hour that had passed, and they weren't even top priority. I had so many questions that just wanted to burst out, but I held it down and chugged a bottle of Heisler in a matter of seconds. A hand on my waist made me turn sharply and grab it.
"Ow Ty, calm down" Sophie exclaimed, and I let go immediatley. "Sorry" I apologized, handing her a beer and smiling innocently. Lucky for me she was too drunk to care and took it, bitning her lip in a playful manner before dragging me yet again to the dance floor. I shook my head and followed. This time she was a lot more agressive, throwing her head back to drink the beer before throwing the bottle on the floor. No one noticed except me, eyebrow raised. She moved her hands up and down my chest, licking a trail from my ear to my collarbone. It wasn't the kind of kinky I was into, but my body didn't care, and I instantly responded. If I wasn't so unbearably hot at that moment, I'd have pushed her aside and found the true focus of my interest.
I could feel Caroline's glare across the room, hear her take a sip of her drink. I tried hard to focus on the girl in my arms who was pushing her hips against my groin. I splayed my hands down her back, just near her butt, and pulled her closer. Sophie turned so her back was to me, hand coming up to rub my cheek and keep my head right next to her neck. Suddenly, Matt's voice rang out loud and clear over the music.
"Since when are they a thing?" he asked who I assumed would be Caroline. They dated awhile ago, Matt had confided everything into me, but I knew if he was as drunk as he sounded that she wouldn't be happy. He had also told me once that he thought Caroline was into me, as disgusting as that sounded. Him and her were perfect. Me and her were a disaster. And I was the last thing they should be talking about.
Caroline shot back, "I thought you were ignoring me." I glanced out of the corner of my eye, seeing Matt shake his head the slighest, "I'm not ignoring you." Sophie smiled at me as I let the breath I had been holding out, probably taking it as I was enjoying myself. All I really wanted to do was screw her and get on with what needed taking care of. I hadn't even seen Damon since Alaric pulled him away.
"Well you've only said five words to me all summer, and those were four of them" Caroline argued.
"Maybe because everytime I've seen you, you've been with him" Matt said back, I was sure he meant me. So what? Just because we hung out didn't mean we were into eachother.
That was really the wrong thing to say to her. "Because he's my friend." Yeah, Matt. That's all it is. "Which is what I thought you were."
Matt scoffed, "Aren't you two supposed to be like, mortal enemies? I mean, isn't that how it works in the vampire-werewolf universe." He was being way too loud for comfort, slurring a few words. Caroline turned and started straight at him, "Matt, shh!" I finally lifted my head and turned to look at them.
"What is wrong with you?" Caroline asked, looking directly at him before he backed down, hopefully realizing how deep he was getting himself into a hole. "I-I don't know, I'm uh, I'm out of it. I guess." I grabbed Sophie's hand and walked over to them, ready to stop it if things kept getting worse.
"Sorry" Matt added before turning and walking away just as me and Sophie got up there. I looked at Caroline's tense posture as she looked at us. "What was that about?" I asked with a slight smile, hoping to get her out of her sudden bad mood. She shook her head and said "Nothing" just as Sophie moved forward to talk to her. Not a smart move.
"Great party, Caroline!" she drunkly said, swinging my arm just a little. Caroline sarcastically smiled, "Thanks! Now leave it." Her pupils dialated before shrinking and returning back to normal as she said it, and Sophie dropped my hand instantly. I'd seen that before - Compulsion or whatever it was called. But now, she'd ruined my chance at getting laid. I faced her, not believing how much of a child she was being all because she had a crush on me. "What the hell?" I asked, flat out mad. She just rolled her eyes and pushed past me, walking into the sea of people. I turned and followed her with my eyes, suddenly dateless with no one to take my mind off of anything. Looks like my time to find Damon was coming faster than I expected.
The hallways seemed to be endless in this house. I weaved through each one, coming to a few dead ends, a few bedrooms, a bathroom, and then finding myself back in the living room before finally seeing the door to the balcony. Alaric looked disgruntled as he and Damon talked, I felt bad for him. Elena's aunt Jenna dieing had taken a strong toll on him. I'd heard that they were dating. I stayed by the door, staring out at them as Elena came walking across as fast as she could in her high heels, taking Damon's drink and chugging it before handing it back. She flung her arms in the air once, toward Alaric, telling him something that made him put his head in his hands before going back to whereever she came from.
As soon as Alaric walked away I nearly slammed open the glass door, stepping into the cold night air. It felt good after being surrounded by so many sweaty dancing people. I loosened my tie the slightest, breathing a lot easier, and put my hand on Damon's shoulder, ready to turn him around like he had me so many hours ago.
"Not a smart idea" he commented, instantly putting his hand over mine and stopping me in my tracks, not even bothering to turn around. "What can I help you with?"
I growled threatiningly at him, "Don't play games. You know what I want to talk to you about." Damon finally turned, throwing my hand off and leaning against the balcony on his elbows.
"Actually, I have no idea. Who are you again?" I was so tired of his games! Grabbing his shirt I slammed him back, holding on tightly. "I'm the guy you BIT, jackass. And I want to know why." Some heads turned as I roared that out, many people moving closer to see what was going on.
Damon's eyes got very serious as he stood up straight. I don't know why he was so much stronger than me. "If you don't want everyone in this house to die, I suggest you get off of me before I make you regret it." His tone was...disturbing. I did as he requested, as if on instinct, dropping my hands to my sides. Before I could look back up at him I felt wind blowing and jumped - we were in one of the hallways that I had gotten lost in. He shoved a door open, yanked me in by my arm, and closed it very softly, moving to a side table to pour himself a drink.
I took a deep breath, turning towards him, "I'll ask again. Why did you bite me earlier?" He shook his head and took a swig, smiling at the cup in his hands.
"Honestly, I have no idea. So if you don't mind, you should get back to the party." I wasn't going anywhere. "But you could have killed us both, Damon. What does a vampire bite do to a werewolf? I know you have a cure if I bit you, but what about the opposite?"
He put his cup down and slammed me against the wall. I hated how fast he moved, always when my guard was down. "Look, dog, I don't know what it does, okay? I was having a moment. Let's call it a weakness. You pissed me off, I fought back, that's how it works between our kind. Besides, did you really think I could let you be all high and mighty and have the last word?"
I cocked my fist and punched him square in his jaw, causing him to lose his hold, and he stumbled back the smallest bit. That gave me an advantage and before I knew it, I had him pinned to the floor, face right infront of his own. "That's BULLSHIT! You know what it does!" I spat, pure anger flowing through my veins, causing my heart to race, "You just want me dead because I can kill you so easy. You don't like enemies, well guess what - you made one." I was sure my shouts could be heard by everyone in the house but I didn't care. All of this needed to get out. Damon closed his eyes, taking a few deep breaths before opening them again. He put one of his hands on the floor and the other on the back of my head, fingers pulling my hair hard.
He lifted himself slowly using both the floor and me as leverage. That hand yanked my head back, causing me to grit my teeth. "I hate repeating myself, Tyler." As he stood fully up I was lifted with him, Quickly he let go of my head and that same hand went around my neck in a split second. I couldn't breathe, coughing and trying to push him off much like earlier. "Yes, I want you dead. Yes, you disgust me. Yet, I had no intention of killing you earlier." He moved me closer, breath cold against my face. "But that was earlier." Damon threw me down against the hardwood floor so violently some dressers fell over in the aftershock. I heard a crack as I landed on my side, followed by a searing pain. One of my ribs had broken, but I felt it slowly healing inside my chest. It was a pain beyond words.
I coughed again, much louder this time, as blood splattered from my mouth onto the floor. Damon kneeled down, shoving me. Our eyes met again.
"You're almost as bad as you're Uncle, you know that? Always making a mess of things. Couldn't this just be an enjoyable party? It's so irritating looking at you right now." Both of his icy hands were on either side of my face, lifting my head up. My punch earlier hadn't even left a bruise on his perfect skin. I wanted to fight back, but something inside me was holding me back. I wanted to rip his head off for what he did. To me, to Caroline, to innocent people, and it dawned on me - what he did to my Uncle. Yet it felt like I was tied down. Like I was giving up. "Even though I want your heart across the room...I'm so mad that I can't do that. Because, you see, I want something else more."
My eyes widened as those black veins appeared under his own, just like earlier. Instantly I panicked, trying to push backwards and away from him. As soon as he smiled again, showing red eyes and fangs, the spot on my neck from earlier began to pulse. I reached a hand up, covering that spot, but he shoved it down.
"That's not what I want" was all I heard whispered before he pushed forward, lips landing square on mine.