The Original Vampire -| COMPLETED |

Whooped Your Áss!

Sam's POV.

I can't believe this!

I refused to believe this shit.

Harry had won the game.

I sat, staring at the chess board as if I was boring holes into it. Sending silent daggers.

"So...who won?" Stefan alerted us of his presence, walking boldly as he entered the sitting room.

Damon laughed. "I won, like I always do."

Stefan raised his eyebrows at me.

Well you're not really helpful right now. Stefan! I thought grumpily.

"Is it true?" he pried as he neared me.

"Unexpectedly, yes he won." I said standing up. Glaring at the black haired vampire.

"What do you mean, unexpectedly?" Damon asked a tad bit upset.

"I mean, I'm a boss at this game." I said.

He chuckles. "Yeah well, I'm a pro at this game." he said.

A pro? Yeah right.

"Whatever. Congratulations." I snarled as the others came in.

"Mom, he won! I've failed!" I mocked exasperation.

They laughed. "I have to go." I said minutes later.

Damon stood.

"Where are you going? To cry?" he asks smugly.

"You wish!" I snapped, defending myself.

"Aww, admit it Sam. One last time." he said.

I looked at him confused.

"Admit what?" I asked.

"That I," he pointed to himself for emphasis, "I whooped your ass!" he said then pointed to me.

"Oh, grow up already!" I hissed as the others found our back and forth interesting.

"I'm a grown ass man, already." he whispered as he vamp speed in front of me.

"Ugh, I'm going home!" I yelled annoyed.

"I'll take you." Damon insisted.

I rolled my eyes.

"I was trying to avoid you, but I guess I have no choice now, do I?" I said.

"You can't get rid of me that easily, let's go." Damon chuckles.

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