Broken hearts find your way / Make it through just this day (For Rebekah)

[prodigalsavior]

[ooc: After this.]

Well, that needed to not happen again, Damon thought to himself as he moved through the city, blending with the crowd and shadows. The bright lights were all around, but that just kept even more people's attention off of him. There were too many other things to look at

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[itconsumesher]

Amusingly enough, Rebekah wasn't that far from where he was now and she was trying to distract herself so she didn't call him and tell him to meet her somewhere again.

Getting involved with Damon Salvatore on any level was a foolish thing to do.

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me....That was a thought that she needed to remember and she was determined to hold onto it as she continued along down the street, her hands tucked into the pockets of her jacket as she considered what to do for the night. The city was big and there were plenty of people in it, plenty of interesting little playthings that she could find to keep herself amused for a little while. She could find someone tall, dark and handsome....no

[prodigalsavior]

Like before, Damon caught sight of the gleam of her hair in the crowd. He didn't know why his gut twisted. There were thousands--hundreds of thousands, probably--of blonds in the City. There was nothing that said she wasn't some other blond girl.

Except most humans didn't move with that easy grace, even in a city of models, actresses and dancers. Not that he'd been watching her closely enough to know how she moved.

Except possibly he had.

"Fuck," he cursed softly, then again in his head. If the girl at his side heard that, probably so did the one ahead of him.

[itconsumesher]

Yes, Rebekah heard him and she froze as she realized that he was somewhere close by.

Turning sharply, her eyes scanned over the crowd and her surroundings till she could pick him out, her eyes falling upon him as she scowled at the sight of him. Almost like he somehow offended her by being so close. Nevermind that he was across the street from her a few feet away. She was more concerned that somehow, in this very large city filled with people, they had bumped into each other again.

Then she zeroed in on the girl at his side, her eyes narrowing in annoyance before she looked away, clearly torn on what to do. Part of her wanted to go over but another part of her just wanted to walk away. To be the better person and just leave before he had a chance to draw her in and fool her again.

But even as she told herself not to, she crossed the street quickly, walking towards him with a strange sense of purpose.

"What are you doing here?" She demanded then.

[prodigalsavior]

Damon tightened his grip on the girl, like Rebekah was coming after his prey. Or to put a barrier, however fragile, between them. He scowled at her demand, even as he froze, waiting for her to catch up.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" he demanded in return.