Equilibrium [On Hold]

Chapter Eight

✨The Alliance✨

"I've dreamt about you nearly every night this week"

Damon feeds off a young sorority girl as other half naked girls dance around to music, all of them having bite marks up and down their bodies.

Suddenly, much to Damon's dismay, the lights come on. Stefan walks into the room, distaste on his face at his brothers' antics.

"No! Buzzkill Bob." Damon cries out, scowling at his younger brother blearily. "Greetings."

"Can we talk?"

"We're doing that right now baby bro."

"Without the Tri-Delts." Stefan rolls his eyes, carelessly shoving one of the girls off the seats. Damon's eyebrow raises at his brother's actions, knowing this was not his usual behaviour.

"Hello, that was very un-Stefan like behaviour."

"Something's wrong Damon, it started as an itch but now every time I'm with Elena, my whole-body screams at me that it's wrong. And all I can think about is her, when I don't even know her fucking name." The vampire's last words trailed off into a growl, Stefan's tolerance lowering by the second.

"Who's the mystery girl?" Damon leans forward, eyes sparking with amusement as well as interest. This was enough to occupy his mind for now.

"She's brunette, tiny, with really soulful brown eyes." A small soft smile comes over Stefan's face as he speaks, his eyes glazing over as he thinks about Amara. Damon's eyes soften slightly, surprised at how in love with this girl his brother seems to be. "She has a boyfriend though."

A sneer falls over both brother's faces, both thinking thoughts along a similar line. Neither of them was aware of their defences falling, as they fell into a peaceful atmosphere.

"I can kill him for you, what's his name?" Damon smirks, looking at Stefan with a small mischievous smile.

"Adrian Blackburn. He was the warlock that opened the tomb."

"That asshole is going out with the pipsqueak? I guess that explains why they were at Grammy Bennett's house." Stefan's head snaps over to Damon's, surprise on his face. "What?"

"What if she's a witch too?" Damon's eyes widen and he thinks back to the night he got ambushed by Emily. There was a reason he found Adrian's voice so familiar, and the little pipsqueak matched the same size the witch was that told him about Katherine. "I'll go check it out, clean this up."

Listening to his brother's commands, Stefan grabs his jacket whilst Damon begrudgingly compels the sorority girls' memories away and starts cleaning up.

 

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