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Post by witch on Aug 16, 2016 14:58:36 GMT 10
So was this what it was like to be heart broken, to be thrown away and thought of as nothing? A play toy to be put on the shelf and then taken down to be put up there again on a cycle that would never end? For Damon it seemed true, even though he hadn't said it straight to her face she could somehow tell.
When he had walked up to her a smile on his face she somehow knew that the smile wasn't at her, that it was for someone else which made her anger on the inside as she jumped out of the bed as best she could taking up the nerve to ask him point out, something it seemed Damon would never do.
With water filled eyes she looked up at him his gaze not even showing that tiny hint of love anymore and she felt she already knew the answer to her now spoken question. Would he tell her plan or leave her to suffer like she had been all her life?
When she had asked him if he had ever loved her he only wore his seeming painted smile, not even answering her right away but walking away from her starting to pull clothes out from her and laying them out along with something else that Evea couldn't quite place.
"I assumed my reputation would precede me..." he finally said now actually looking at her but still not seeing the damage of her body that she had done to herself to save his life. "You should feel lucky that it lasted this long Evea... normally it only lasts a few days before I lose interest."
Her tears stopped as did her heart for a moment or two a prickle seemed to form in it before coldness overtook her, that just didn't seem to want to go away. She would not shed another tear over him only praying that if Kate ever got the chance she'd find out he was just using her.
"Lucky?" she breathed in a whisper shaking her head as he went on her gaze falling to the ground unable to look at him anymore as his gaze feel upon her.
"Did I love you? Yes... do I still? I don't know... come to breakfast with me so I can find out..."
Gritting her teeth the anger fired up inside her and here she was thinking it was she whom needed to learn what love was... It seemed she was learning from the wrong guy. He had the nerve to tell her she meant so little only to then ask her to join him for breakfast?
He didn't even seem to notice that she hadn't moved or breathed when he simply walked away from her going back into his room leaving her wanting to rip him apart, though inwardly she had other ideas. She was still thinking up something trying to control herself when she heard his voice again.
"If you decide not to come let Helga know so she can have the cook make you lunch...I'll be waiting in the car..."
As soon as he left Evea took a good look at the clothes he had laid out for her, once again they where revealing showing her off and another thought came into her mind.
"If that's the way he wants it then fine."
Walking back to the cupboard she started to pull things out finally finding what she was looking for one of the most revealing formal dresses that was there and in his favourite colour to, red.
It had a slit in the middle and showed off her belly and the rest of her upper half but this was quickly covered, no she wouldn't let him think he'd won, it was her game now he had given her a new life, a new way of looking at things.
She set about putting on earring and a necklace, slipped into healed and did her make up and hair looking down at her hand with the glass still in it.
"Maybe I should slap him again and see what happens this time. A scare for a scare."
But she wasn't like that was she?
Steeping out of her room she slowly worked down into the drive way swinging her hips like she had seen his models do which strangely enough seemed to flow right through her.
"I may not like the company but I'll join you for one last meal." She said aloud before adding to herself 'if only to see you choke on your meal' "I think it best if I simply leave and make room for this Kate, after all if she is to be your new pet who am I to stand in your way? But I wonder will you tell her what you just told me? Will you tell her that she means nothing to you, that when your eyes befall someone else you'll simply cast her aside?"
Her own smile graced her lips then.
"Maybe I should stay and tell her maybe show her the lessons of love you so kindly tort me. I wonder will she save your life only to get repaid by a fate worse then death? You said you'd teach me how to love, but the truth is you have no idea yourself."
And with that said she climbed into the car waiting, her turn to look up at him with a smile.
"Are you coming or not? I would hate to think that I, a girl who means nothing has gotten to the proud always in control Damon."
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Post by witch on Aug 16, 2016 15:04:25 GMT 10
Damon had sat in the car and then decided that he couldn't sit still and would feel better if he took a little walk while he waited for Evea to get ready until she felt as if she were presentable. He smiled. He recalled the previous night and the way Katherine had looked at him across the room. He'd sat there in the shadows. Normally he woudl be hunting out a beautiful creature that he coudl fondle and eventually take hom with him but the moment he'd entered he'd spotted her at the bar with a few men about her. She held a drink in her hand and asking the bartender what she was drinking he had the drinks delivered after she approached him. It had taken her an hour to give in to his irresistable charms. He knew that he had a way with women but she was another story. She seemed to not be interested in him at all but when she approached she looked at him like a lioness looks at her next meal. Tail flicking and licking her chops she'd asked him questions, tryin gto back him into a corner. She'd moved with the grace of the large cat and in the moment that she met his eye he felt sympathy for the poor creatures that are food for the beautiful, powerful animals... yet he had a strength of his own.. and he could tell that she hadn't counted on that.
He realized that he'd walked around his house and that Evea still wasn't down here. He had clasped his hands behind his back as he walked and he looked up aat the beautiful blue sky. Blue, like the lights that had been shining as they'd dance. He plucked a rose off a bush and gazed at it. It was scarlett... he knew that in all greaat works of literature the color scarlett symbolized passion and love. He didn't dare say that he loved Katherine but there was something... she drew him to her like a bee is drawn to flower... yet it was more then the sweet nectar that drew him to her. He smiled aat the gardners that were pruing the peach trees that ran up one of the paths of the garden. They greeted him and handed him a peach, they were at their peak and Damon thanked the young man. He turned it over in his hand and was pleased to see no bruises. He took a bite and chwed the sweet fruit slowly, savoring the flavor. He couldn't help but think how much Katherine would love it in a cocktail or a smoothie. She seemed like the type of woman that loved good food even though she also seemed like the type that conscious about her looks and figure, that would never want to eat to much... he smiled again.. he still had a lot to learn about her... but he was willing to wait... he woudl wait forever if it meant learning anything about her.
He rounded a corner yet againa nd saw Evea standign by his convertable. He smiled at the dress that she wore. She'd done her hair, make up, and wore her jewelry. He chuckled to himself as he approached. He opened the door to allow her to sit down and closed it. He gazed down at her for a moment. She was trying to tempt him and as tantalizing as she was all the thinking he'd been doing had his mind elsewhere. Him pausing at the door was because hew as imaging what it woudl be like if Kate were going with him to lunch today. "Maybe I should stay and tell her maybe show her the lessons of love you so kindly tort me. I wonder will she save your life only to get repaid by a fate worse then death? You said you'd teach me how to love, but the truth is you have no idea yourself." The tone of her voice made him smile. She was trying. It was cute. He had donned his sunglasses and brushed a hand through his hair, feeling the thick black strands slip through his fingers. "Are you coming or not? I would hate to think that I, a girl who means nothing has gotten to the proud always in control Damon." she asked, obviously thinking that he'd paused because he was shocked at the way she looked. Honestly he told himself she was simply a little girl playing dress up nothing more. Without a word he smiled almost mischeviously and climbed into the car. "Just try not to embaress me Evea..." he said simply and then starting the car he pulled out of the drevway and sped off toward Les Angels.
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Post by witch on Aug 16, 2016 15:19:28 GMT 10
NEW THREAD
Okay, so, so far she hadn't gotten to him the way he had gotten to her his eyes however had scanned her up and down bringing a smile to his face but Evea could tell it hadn't been her he was seeing.
All throughout the drive into the heart of Los Angeles she could tell Damon was wishing the she was someone else, in a name Kate and it was starting to get to her. She had kept her mouth shut not saying a word after the nice words that had been the last spoken via either of them.
"Just try not to embaress me Evea..."
In her mind thinking he had gotten it backwards and mumbling it under her breath wondering if he had heard it or not, not that she cared. She found herself closing off to Damon and the world around her, love was a trick she should have known that for it had been proven long ago time and time again. Her father kept telling her he was doing this all because he loved her but could a father that truly loved her keep pushing her away?... Okay so maybe that was a bit harsh but still.
As the skyline of The Grove came into view Evea knew that Damon would be once again taking her to a 5 star place but it was as the wonderful smell of food filled her noise Evea realized her wasn't hungry but that wasn't the only thing she noticed she also noticed the looks she was getting from men their eyes like Damon's had running up and down her frame.
"Don't bother" she said at last out loud finally finding her voice and realizing her words could mean more then what she thought at the time.
Coming to a red light Evea turned to Damon her anger fired within her eyes.
"Don't bother" She said again. "Like you said I wouldn't want to do anything that would course you to blush, god knows I wouldn't want that nor would I want to slip up about your work, one might over hear me saying that the paintings you seem to have in your home are real..."
She stopped there letting the words sink in for at the moment they seemed to be nothing to fear.
"The only problem is that I have seen the so called real ones before though not in your home which leads me to wonder... how can they both be real? But then I remembered my first night and the secret that room seemed to be. You're playing them but I shouldn't be surprised you play everyone."
Now she waited she was now wondering what would happen now that he realized she knew his secret. Of course at the start she hadn't but since his maid had lead her out of the room that night she had wondered. Her mother did part time work with artists and had gotten some of them to teach Evea making them teach her what it was that made a masterpiece and what was worthless.
"The brush strokes are different and no matter how great and wonderful you are you can't double that. So no I'll try to keep my mouth shut or you could just let me out here and pray that I don't say anything."
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Post by witch on Aug 16, 2016 15:23:51 GMT 10
There was something about downtown LA that excited Damon. He wasn't sure it was because of the fast pace of the night life thathe'd expereinced or the fact that he'd learned the ropes of con artistry in this very city, in the streets that they drove down. Damon could not be sure but a smile crept on his face as he pulled off teh free way and headed for the mainstream of traffic. It was midafternoon and Damon was grateful for the sparse traffic that was on the road. He smiled at a woman in another convertable as he stopped at a red light and she smiled back at him.. then that smile disappeared as she spotted Evea sitting in the seat beside him. The smile slowly disappeared from his face when she mouthed the word 'loser' as she drove away. What he really wanted to do was speed after her, cut her off and tell that Evea was nothing to him... that he was a free man... and he could show her a true night on the town... he could show her the joys of truly being a woman and being a beautiful woman at that. He glanced at Evea briefly as the woman drove away and he was certain he saw as mug smile on her face. He turned his blue eyes to the road and and drove on through the light... saying nothing to the little girl who sat beside him.
Damon was taking Evea to a nice restaurant. One of his favorites. The main reason was to get his reservations figured out for his and Katherine's date. He knew that she would come. He'd been told that she'd been to a local store to get a new dress. He had his sources and he enjoyed the power that he felt as he kept tabs on her. He wasn't stalking her but he was simply keeping her very close without her realizing it. He didn't know it but he was digging himself a hole... he just hoped that if he had to he could get out of it. He stopped at another red light and he could see Evea was thinking about something. "Don't bother" she sid as if replying to a suggestion he'd made. He wanted to laugh but he just raised an eyebrow under his sunglasses and glanced at her, waiting for the light to turn green. "The only problem is that I have seen the so called real ones before though not in your home which leads me to wonder... how can they both be real? But then I remembered my first night and the secret that room seemed to be. You're playing them but I shouldn't be surprised you play everyone." she sai dand the corner of Damon's mouth twitched.. he'd warned her.. he'd warned her a long time ago that he wasn't much for committing to relationships... this was no exception.
He had met with women who couldn't accept the way he was. Who couldn't understand why all he had were flings but he saw what committment had done to his sister... it had landed her in a mental institution and his parents didn't even visit her... he never wanted anything like that to happen. Ever. "The brush strokes are different and no matter how great and wonderful you are you can't double that. So no I'll try to keep my mouth shut or you could just let me out here and pray that I don't say anything." she said and Damon's mouth twitched into a frown. The light was still red and he turned fully to face. He removed his sunglasses and gazed at her for a long moment, his blue eyes were hard. He was an easy going person, very laid back but one thing he coudln't stand in people was disloyalty. He supposed that was rather hypocritical because he was being disloyal to ther through Kate. He couldn't help but laugh now. For the first time he saw in Evea the woman that he was certain she would become one day. With the anger and pain flaring in her eyes he glimpsed the beautiful tantalizing woman that some man would come to love... but not him... he would not love her today... he could never love her because his heart was no longer his to give.
In that moment he realized he ddin't care what she did. She could walk right into the police station that was just a couple of blocks away and before they even hit the highway he would be gone.. out of state and out of the country... she would never see him again. That was why he was laughing. He knew there was nothing she could do that could hurt him... absolutely nothing. He leaned over and opened the door just as the light turned green. "Go then..." he said simply as he pushed the door opened and then leaned back and replaced his sunglasses. "I don't care." He said the words slowly and without emotion. If she got out of this car right now he would flour it to lower LA where he would pick up a model or two and take them ot he restuarant he'd plan to take Evea to. "Here call the police right now.. tell them the street we're on... but by the time they get here they'll find you on the curb with no idea where i went..." he said and waited for her... a gentle smile on his face... he coudl tell by the look on her face that he'd a nerve with what he'd said. His smile widened slightly as he noticed the shocked look on her face... he knew that he had won.
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Post by witch on Aug 16, 2016 15:28:39 GMT 10
he fire in her eyes was like that of a dragon but yet again there was no more truthful saying then the one of a women being scorn. They both got looks as Damon drove down the roads she even smiling as one women he was checking out called him a loser. 'Finally someone else sees it.' she thought to herself but that was pretty much it. All the time the guys looked at her she could fell her heart already closing off to them, love hurt far to much and it was in that moment that she knew she'd close herself off to Damon and any other guy that came along.
"Don't bother" she had said, making a brow raise on Damon's face making him glance her way with a look of question before she went on finally revealing more of herself to him, that secrets had a way of coming out and that he hadn't been keeping his as well as he had been.
The twitches his mouth gave, the daggers his eyes shot told her that no matter what was said or done after this he thought so little of her that he didn't even care, or realize what she could do, what her father could do. There where reasons why she was still alive, money of her own to spear but yet again Damon hadn't checked that now had he?
"Go then..." his voice said at last his uncovered eyes telling her all she needed to know as he leaned over to open her door at her threat (the first of many to come) "I don't care."
"Really?" Evea questioned not moving instead looking right into his eyes and nodding though a secret smile played upon her face but he didn't seem to understand it, for once maybe just maybe she was conning a con.
"Here call the police right now.. tell them the street we're on... but by the time they get here they'll find you on the curb with no idea where i went..."
A pretend shocked look come to cross her own face before she returned the smile he was giving her.
"Really?' she questioned again. "Would you be sure of that now would you? Tell me Damon when you looked me up and saw the truth about me did you also see the ways that I've remained one steep ahead of my enemy's most of the time? I track them, my father tracks them, a whole team tracks them and most of the time they are killed before they can get to me. Why do you think they finally sent your friend after me? They thought I wouldn't see it coming."
She stopped there her hand coming to a bracelet that contained two interlocking hearts.
"Then there's the matter of this Kate if you run how are you going to be with her? Love is hard enough without adding trouble into the pot believe me, take it from someone who knows first hand. Are you going to lie to her to, promise her the world then throw her away and what if she where to find out your secret, would she still remain, spend her life in jail because she was helping you? Don't think you can run forever the past has a way of catching up."
Leaning over she smiled right up into his face her hand going to his face and running down along his cheek before stopping right over his heart leaving a blood trail of where the glass scrapped.
"Love only stands so much and like I said I'm not done yet. Despite everything I actually want you to be happy, you tort me a great lesson never give your heart to another, never trust anyone."
And with that she slapped him again cutting right into his face drawing more of his blood thanks to the glass within her hand making her glade for the first time that it was still there.
"Never trust me either. For there's no telling what I'll do. You should know that, after all someone who you still see as a child, someone you could control is finally steeping up and able to make you run."
Leaning up she whispered into his ear.
"Therefore you may want to rethink that who's won part."
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