Miss Fell. (TVD Fanfiction)

50s Dance [Part 2]

I growled and slapped Damon with my newly healed arm as hard as I could, "That's not your decision to make, Damon. What if he had killed me? Would you force me to complete the transition too?"

Without hesitation he answered, "Yes. I would force you to become a vampire because I honestly don't think anyone in this town could survive without you and that includes me." He grabbed my shoulders, staring down at me, "You're my only friend in this entire world and I don't want to lose you."

I shook my head, shoving him away, stomping out of the cafeteria, "I'm going back to the dance, you can clean that mess up. Goodnight."

I practically ran back to the dance, but I couldn't force myself to walk back in, so I called Bonnie. She answered in a cheery voice, "Hey Tabs, I'm on my way back to the dance right now, and guess what? I've got a date with Ben McKittrick."

I smiled sadly, trying to feel happy for her, "That's great Bonnie. I'm happy for you."

"What's wrong? You don't sound good."

"I'm fine, I'm just tired and need to get back to the hospital. See you soon, Bon." I hung up before she could ask more questions over the phone and let out a deep breath as I flexed my healed arm. I could still feel the sting of slapping Damon on my palm and flinched. 

Once Bonnie got me to the hospital, I changed back into my gown, hid the stake under my pillow and sat over by the window, thinking back to what Damon said. He saw he as his friend, but what did I think of him as? What did I want him to be? Aunt Meredith interrupted my thoughts, "Hey, Tabby! How was the dance?"

I shrugged, "It was okay, I guess."

Meredith chuckled, "Not a fan of the 50s."

"Not really."

"Well come on, let's get you to bed. I want you to spend one more day resting, just so I'm positive you're okay and then I'll release you into the Sheriff's custody tomorrow."

I rolled my eyes, crawling into bed, "Oh joy."

Meredith smirked, "Easy, she just wants to make sure you're safe."

"I can protect myself, Aunt Meredith, I don't need anyone's protection. I don't want it."

She sighed, "I know, but that's the only way people can pay you back for all you've done for them. They protect you because they need you. Their world is made brighter with you in it; that includes me." She kissed my forehead, "Get some sleep, Tabby cat."

"Alright, goodnight."

"Goodnight."

*I woke up lying on a comfortable bed that wasn't mine. I moved to get up, but arms wrapped tightly around my torso, preventing me from moving. I looked down, thanking the heavens that I was clothed in at least a nightgown before looking back to see you I was in bed with.

I scoffed, seeing the sleeping face of the pale demon, "Damon, let go and get out of my head."

He smirked, opening his eyes, "Aw, how did you know?"

"Because there is no way I'd ever dream about being in bed with you. Now get out."

"Look, I didn't want to wake you up, but I want to talk to you."

He released me and I got up, wrapping myself in a robe, "Unless it's an apology, I don't want to hear it."

"Please? I finally have a lead and even Stefan's helping."