Chapter 11: Die At Twenty

Damon's heart burned with anger, what was she thinking by rejecting his offer? Does she know how many girls desire to be with him? Yet he chose her for reasons unknown to him even - it was baffling.

What was so special about Luke anyway? He was just a jerk who got into any girl's pants, what did she see in him?

Take a look at him - Damon- he was rich, handsome, and intelligent? What more could she ask for?

He watched Nessa walk away with Luke, they must be going on a date or something. The thought of the girl being with that prick made him clench his fist till it turned white. Luke sure had his way of getting on his nerves just like his sister, Naomi. No, he wouldn't think about Naomi, she's a closed chapter.

But what was he going to do now? The Red-haired babe had turned his great offer down.

Damon thought of searching for a girl from school to leave with him but none interested him as she did. Moreover, he wouldn't leave that dumb girl with Luke, what if he does something to her? So he did the most hilarious thing he had ever done in his lifetime, he followed after them.

He must have finally lost it! What in the world was he doing? Following some girl who he had no feelings for? Perhaps, he was sick in the head a bit.

Damon was good the way he is. Just like Mark and his late uncles, he would not be tied down by some girl just because she's the cure. He was a king of his own.

He followed them at a safe distance, occasionally hiding behind cars when he sensed them about to look in his direction.

"Did you see the look on his face?" He heard that girl laugh and he had to admit, he liked the sound of it.

The girl carried some kind of positive energy around her, it was almost like sunshine and that was what attracted him to her plus her unbashful likeness for him - even though she always tried to deny it.

Red - his nickname for her - was very interesting to be with because she's unpredictable- just like he never predicted seeing her with Luke.

"Yeah, he was glaring daggers at me" Damon heard that prick say.

Wait, what was going on? They were discussing him? His jaw dropped as he eavesdropped further.

Damon huffed in disbelief, they fooled him into thinking they were on a date?

The thought was a relief to Damon yet an evil smirk appeared on his face, the world pay for this.

He went into the convenience store with them disguised as a buyer and hidden from view with the help of the double-sided gondola shelves.

Like a stalker, he watched them alertly as they bought lemons. Damon snorted, what were they doing with lemons? He saw them chat happily as if they've been friends from childhood.

Damon's irritation grew further when Luke went into a house that didn't belong to him. It was probably the girl's.

After a while of lingering in the neighborhood like a stalker, he decided to do something useful. With his intelligence, Damon put two and two together and managed to track down Luke's car. He hid his own car a few yards away, awaiting his return from the girl's home.

And why in the name of God would she take that player to her home. By chance were they really dating? Was he being played by Red? And why doesn't he know her name yet?

Damon shunned the thoughts running through his head, focusing instead on how to get his payback.

He sat in his Porsche for hours with no sign of Luke appearing. During that time, he slept off twice and awoke, still no sign of the asshole showing up.

When hunger began to war against his intestines, Damon decided it was time to leave. He had never starved himself this much just to wait for someone.

Just when he was about to start the car, lo and behold, Luke appeared and he wasn't alone, Red was with him.

They were making small talk as usual when a motorcycle whizzed past Red, almost knocking the girl down if Luke hadn't dragged her away on time.

Damon's heart stopped beating for a second when he saw what happened, but breathed in relief as he found out she was safe. He considered chasing down that damned motorcyclist and kick his ass for almost hurting the girl when something caught his attention

He saw the girl, what was her name again? He doesn't know, so he would stick to "Red" as usual. Well, he saw her arms wrapped around Luke's neck who in turn had his arm snake around her waist and was leaning in to kiss- what the fuck.

Anger like no other course through his veins, his rational thinking was muddled and he did the first thing that came to mind; he flashed his headlight at them.

No one was kissing! Not in his watch!

They shielded their eyes with their palms allowing Damon to make a clean and easy escape. Mission accomplished! He was giddy with excitement.

Damon went back home with a smile on his face, that felt so good. He tried to imagine the confused look on their faces as they tried to figure out who interrupted their special time together, and he bet Red was cursing him out.

"This is the first time I'm seeing such a sincere smile on your face, did you find her by chance? " His mother asked with a face full of expectation.

Here we go again with that discussion, Damon sighed.

"Mom, I've had a long day, can we please keep this for another time," Damon pleaded, hoping the woman would give him a break.

Clearly, she wasn't done talking.

"I know but I just don't want you to end up like Mark" His mother pressed.

And that did it

Damon snapped "For Christ's sake mother! I'm sick and tired of hearing 'I don't want you to end up like Mark' I'm sick of it!"

"Damon, I -" She tried touching him but he flinched from her.

"Just because we're under some fucking curse doesn't mean I don't have a choice. My brother Mark decided not to live, he didn't want some weakness in his life.

"He died, mother! Mark paid the price for it and I would make my own choice and bear the consequences too. After all, many people die before age twenty without being under a curse"

Damon's mother stared at him shell shocked, with lips trembling she asked, "You want to end the Clair clan, how could you be so selfish? "

Damon murmured under his breath

"I guess that's just who I am "