Katie’s POV

It’d been three days since the memorial service that went very awry. I still hadn’t been enrolled into a school. Damon said it was because he knew I was still grieving but I think mainly it was because he couldn’t be bothered to do it, and I made his social life seem a lot more vigorous. I hadn’t really left my room at all, but if I did I’d only go to the living room, but Damon was on babysitting duty meaning he didn’t go out to talk to people.

Today I decided I’d push the boat out and sit in the living room rather than in my room, as I actually wanted to be in the same room as another person. I still didn’t get dressed; and just stayed in my Aristocats pyjamas and fluffy slippers, with my blanket wrapped around me.

I made my way into the living area where Damon was sat reading a book. He looked up at me with a soft smile as I entered the room. Shuffling my feet across the floor trying not to fall over them or the fabric surrounding them, I went to sit down on the sofa next to him. I pulled my knees to my chest wrapped up in the blanket.

“Hey Katie, how you feeling?” He smiled putting the book down on the side table next to him.

“Okay.”

“Well it’s nice to see you out of you room for once. Am I guessing you’re going to mope around here though?” He chuckled.

“Yep.”

I tried to pull my legs closer to me as he shuffled in his seat. He smiled at me although the frown on my face grew.

“Would you like ice cream to help destroy the pain?” He asked.

The frown disappeared quickly and was replaced with a smile. Ice cream always helped the pain. Granted it didn’t destroy the pain completely but it was very helpful.

“I’m taking that as a yes,” He chuckled.

He stood up from the sofa and disappeared off into the hallway, before he arrived back moments later holding a tub of ice cream and two spoons.

He sat down taking the lid off of the ice cream, before handing me one of the spoons. I took it, and then took a spoonful of ice cream.  

Neither of us said a word until the bottom of the tub was finally seen. I wasn’t impressed in having to share the ice cream with Damon, but the concept of it made me feel a bit better.

“Are you feeling better?” He smiled taking my spoon, putting them both in the pot and putting the pot on the side.

“Yeah,” I smiled back softly.

“Am I guessing now I have to watch chick flicks with you?” He chuckled.

“No, Disney movies.”

He groaned standing up again. He left the room and came back into the room holding two DVD’s cases.

“Okay Beauty and the Beast or Frozen?” He asked, “Am I guessing Frozen, seen as all girls seem to love that film?”

“No. Frozen is no way near as good as Beauty and the Beast. Frozen is a huge setback for Disney,” I explained.

He let out a soft chuckle before putting the DVD into the machine. The film started and he took his seat next to me again.

As the film started I couldn’t help but sing along with the songs. I definitely couldn’t sing, and I was violently butchering Paige O’Hara’s singing. Damon laughed throughout the whole film, but I didn’t care, Disney made me happy no matter. Once the film ended he was still laughing.

“It wasn’t that bad.”

“Why do you enjoy this film? It’s about freaking Stockholm syndrome. I’ve kidnapped people before, none of them fell in love with me,” He frowned.

“Yes it’s about Stockholm syndrome, but it’s a good film. The music is amazing, and Belle is probably the Disney princess I am most alike. She’s actually got a brain cell, most of them are too naïve and rather narrow-minded. I also understand her desperation to get out of her provincial town. I guess I kind of have now, seen as this town isn’t really narrow-minded. Also Lumiere is awesome,” I shrugged.

“Fair enough. Just next time I have to watch a Disney film with you, please don’t sing,” He sighed.

I smiled. Yeah my singing wasn’t great but if you can get through a whole Disney Movie (well the ones with lots of songs) without singing then you haven’t got a soul.

“Not likely. But thank you Damon, for today. Well for everything, you certainly don’t seem like a guy who’d want to sit around eating ice cream and watching Disney movies,” I chuckled.

“Well I’m not, but I am glad you feel better. Your Dad for some reason thought I was a good choice in taking care of you. I don’t know whether that was smart but I think I’ve done okay so fair, I haven’t killed you or anything yet,” he shrugged.

“Luckily I’m not an infant and I’m not too reliant on others taking care of me, but at least I am still alive.  You aren’t too bad, I did think I’d grow to completely hate you but you are actually nicer than I expected a vampire to be,” I smiled softly.

“Thanks Katie. Not all vampires are bad. But don’t think we’re all good. I’m not one of the worst vampires out there but I am certainly not the best. Many vampires will rip your throat out at any chance they get and others will want to be a friend. Like humans there a good vampires and bad vampires. Just the bad vampires can snap you like a twig,” He stated.

I understood that. I knew that vampires were a whole lot stronger than any human, and they could kill me at any moment. I just also knew that Damon wouldn’t hurt me, and I was kind of sure Stefan wouldn’t either but I didn’t particularly know him. Just it’d be very different being here. There wasn’t really supernatural creatures where I used to live, there were a couple but not many. Just here the whole town was practically a supernatural creature.

“I understand Damon. You aren’t the first vampire I have met. Although I do still find the whole supernatural creature thing kind of weird, as it’s a new concept but I’m getting used to accepting that I am living in a house with two vampires,” I shrugged.

Yes it was a weird thing to think, that I was living with two vampires. It kind of made me think that I’d gone made but I liked them both. They were kind of good people and I like living with them, not that I had really enjoyed myself here, but that wasn’t their fault.