[*Chapter Eight*]

The dress above is what Darcy wears to the Founders party.

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"Delicate Flower versus Naugty Vixen," Bonnie asked, looking between the nail varnishes.

"You don't need to ask me, Bon, you know I like everything naughty," Darcy winked from her lounged position on Elena's bed, pausing from texting Caroline. Finally, she messaged back, asking if she would be her date to the founder's party.

"Of course, you're all naughty and spice," Bonnie snorted, then commented, "Look at you guys getting all pretty for your dates."

"Yeah, if you call Care a good date. All I'm gonna hear is yapping in my ear about Damon this, Damon that," Darcy rolled her eyes. The girls giggled as she slid off the bed coming over to join them.

"You seem happyish," Bonnie commented, glancing at Elena.

"I am-ish. Tonight's gonna be a good night," Elena said.

"Hmm. You be the third wheel and get back to me about a good night," Darcy snorted, picking up her dress from the back of the closet.

"Why are you going with them both?" Bonnie asked, confused. She thought Damon was dating Caroline.

Darcy shrugged, "You tell me? Care said her mum would be pissed if she turned up with Dickmon." She left out the part where Caroline just dropped the bomb, saying Damon would escort them both. She's got a feeling the smirking blue-eyed vampire was playing his usual games. So, she'll come prepared. The raven head turned to Bonnie wriggling her eyebrows.

"Now tell us what you wanted to say when you walked through the door, and don't say you weren't, I can tell by the wrinkled frown."

"What's wrong, Bon?" Elena probed.

"What if I tell you in the morning? I don't want to ruin the night," Bonnie said, trying to avoid the subject but the sisters just continued to stare until she relented, throwing up her hands.

"Okay, but it has to go into the vault because Caroline will kill me if it gets back to Damon, that she squealed," Bonnie said switching her gaze to Elena, knowing Darcy would be away in her plotting his possible death. "Apparently, Stefan has a very interesting backstory," She paused side-eyeing Darcy when she hummed in interest, "Do you know what happened with his ex-girlfriend, Katherine?"

"Ahh, the two-timing bitch," Darcy remarked with a smirk plastered on her sleek red lips. They both looked at her in shock for her lack of filter, "What? She is. Who dates both brother's at the same time, behind each other's backs? Unless they're into polygamy."

"I know they both dated her and that's why they both have issues, " Elena explained, not bothering to comment on her sister's words, but also agreeing somewhat.

"Yeah, they both dated her, only she chose Damon. That drove Stefan mad, so he did horrible things to try and break them up. He manipulated Katherine, filled her head with all these lies until it finally worked and she turned against Damon," Bonnie said, retelling what Caroline told her.

Darcy scoffed, "I'm sorry, Bon, but I think you've been fed horseshit." Ruffling her inky locks in frustration. Elena would be a fool if she believed any of this, then again she is incredibly gullible. The older Gilbert heard the story of how Katherine could be manipulative yet seductive. She played them both, and they fell into her hands like lapdogs.

"That sounds like one person's side of the story, meaning Damon's," Elena said knowing Stefan wasn't like that.

Maybe she's not so gullible after all.

"I just wanted you to know," Bonnie said, shrugging.

"Anyway his past relationships are none of my business," Elena said, looking down at her shoes.

Yeah, because whom are you trying to fool, yourself? Darcy commented inwardly.

"Unless he's a calculating, manipulative liar. That is your business," Bonnie stated while painting Darcy's nails.

"Stefan is none of those things!" Elena exclaimed.

"Yeah? How do you know?" Bonnie quizzed.

Darcy knows Bonnie is still uncomfortable with Stefan, insisting there's something dark and mysterious about him. She won't back down until her suspicions are confirmed. And how right she was...

Thirty minutes later, the three girls were almost ready. Darcy was prepped and currently straightening Elena's hair while Bonnie did her makeup and nails. The phone rang, and Darcy moved away so Elena could get up and pick it up.

When Elena stormed out of the room with steam practically bursting from her ears, Darcy knew her plan was successful and smirked smugly as she heard her siblings screaming at each other. Hopefully, her sister would do the right thing and let Jeremy keep the pocket watch; after all, it is rightfully his.

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Thank fucking God Darcy hurled herself out of Damon's baby blue Chevy Camaro as they pulled up to the Lockwood's mansion. If she spent any longer in the same car with that devil, she wouldn't be held responsible when Carol Lockwood found a dead vampire on her doorstep.

"Wait up, princess! The escort has to...escort the ladies," Damon called out as he rounded his car, forgetting about Caroline who ran after him in her heels.

"Yeah, no darling. This lady escorts herself. She needs no man on her arm," Darcy said as she arrived at the double doors where the Mayor and his wife greeted the guests. Damon and Caroline joined her, and the smug dick dared to wrap his arm around her waist. She stuffed away the temptation to stab his foot with her 6ich stiletto when Carol came forward and kissed her cheek in greeting.

"Darcy! You look stunning, dear." Carol commented with awe, and it's not a secret she would prefer her son to date the oldest Gilbert girl. Jokes on her, she'll never happen.

"Thank you, Mrs Lockwood, your beauty outshines as always," She plastered on a fake smile.

"Oh, thank you, dear. Who is this?" Carol questioned, eyeing the dark-haired male, completely ignore Caroline's presence as she stepped around them and into the mansion.

"This is Damon Salvatore he's new to Mystic Falls, you'll probably see his younger brother with Elena later on," Darcy introduced.

"Very well, do come in," Carol beckoned them in, telling them to enjoy the party.

Immediately Darcy sought to escape from Damon's clutches, but he had other ideas, wrapping his arm around her wrist, "No Dance, princess?" He challenged his blue eyes twinkle, knowing he's getting a rise out of her.

"In your dreams buddy," She patted him on his chest, ignoring the firmness as she strutted away swaying her hips knowing he was watching her every move.

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A few hours later, after Darcy successfully sneaked in a few glassfuls of champagne, Stefan found her and Elena standing in front of a display cabinet. When he stood by their side, he was able to identify it was two wedding rings from the Gilbert family.

"Your parents?" He asked both of them.

Darcy confirmed in a whisper.

"There's much history here," Elena said as they proceeded to move on then paused at the next table, reading the placement card, "The founding families of Mystic Falls welcomes you to the inaugural Founders Council Celebration."

"Wow, look at the original guest registry, all these familiar names: Sheriff William Forbes, Mayor Benjamin Lockwood." She peers at Stefan with gleeful eyes, who gives her a warning look, knowing what name is coming next, "Is that Damon Salvatore and Stefan Salvatore?"

"The original Salvatore brothers. Our ancestors. A tragic story, actually," Damon said strolling towards them, with Caroline hooked on his arm.

"We don't need to bore them with stories of the past," Stefan said, looking at his brother, begging with his eyes not to go any further.

"It's not boring, Stefan. I'd love to hear more about your family," Elena said, wanting to hear more of Damon's story.

Darcy just sipped her wine, walking back over to her parent's display, waiting for the drama to unfold.

Behind her, she heard Caroline beg Stefan for a dance. "Could I just borrow your date, Elena?"

"I don't really dance," Stefan began to protest.

She held in a chuckle as Damon goaded him, "Oh, sure he does. You should see him. Waltz, the jitterbug, the moonwalk. He does it all."

It was then Darcy remembered Stefan's plan and sent him a nod to encourage him, knowing he will understand her implication.

"You wouldn't mind, would you, Elena?" Caroline pushed.

"It's up to Stefan," Elena replied, seeming unaffected, but Darcy knows her sister and her hidden possessive side.

Caroline wasted no time snatching up Stefan and marching him towards the dancefloor. Darcy waved when he glanced back with a helpless look and patted her thigh. It was game time.

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A while later, Darcy joined Elena and Caroline in the bathroom. They both greeted her when she entered. She had just had a dance with Jenna, seeing her mope over Logan Fell. Nothing like a bit of dancing can't cheer you up, huh?

"So, how are things with Stefan?" Caroline asked Elena as she reapplied her makeup in the mirror.

"Great...Just great," Elena sighed, looking gloomily at her sister. Darcy raised an eyebrow, silently asking her what was wrong. The brunette shrugged.

"Really? Well, my radar must be off then because I was getting all sort of vibes." Caroline said, swiping on some lipgloss. The ebony-head, turn her glare onto Caroline's back, picking up the bitchy energy.

"What's that?" Darcy asked peering closer to her cardigan, seeing a mark underneath.

"Don't," Caroline said when Elena attempted to remove the clothing to get a closer look.

"Caroline! What happened?" Elena asked when Darcy ignored the blondes warning and moved her scarf, seeing a huge bite mark. What the actual fuck?

Anger coursed through her veins, discovering numerous bites. She wasted no time marching out of the bathroom, knowing exactly who's responsible. Her hands twitched, itching to reach into her thigh holder as her fury grew to a burning point, shoving past party-goers and practically near running in her heels as she spots the smirking bastard across the room. Reaching him, she punches him full force in his face, causing him to stumble back from the power of the hit. He stares in surprise at the 5ft 2 dark head girl in front of him; she doesn't stop, she drags him out of the manor, away from prying ears.

The older Salvatore doesn't know why he lets her take charge when he could easily drain her of her blood. There's something about this girl, that makes him not want to eat her. He doesn't know what, but sure as hell wants to find out.

"Touch Caroline again, and I mean it if I found one more little mark on her body, you're gonna wish I put a stake to your heart and burn you alive, got it?" She seethed, her blue eyes were a blazing haze. Damon nods, gulping seeing the dark shadow emerge through the creases. "Good. We're done here."

Turning on her heels, she strides over to Stefan, who watches as her sister runs off searching for Caroline, she stops at his side, asking if he was ready to proceed with their plan. Last night they discussed spiking Caroline's drink with vervain, knowing Damon won't fall for the same trick twice. He did not want to involve Zack, so they used Darcy's supply.

Stefan faces the girl who's fast becoming his best friend and nods, relief flowing through him, grateful he doesn't have to do this alone.

"Stef, just remember you're asking me to do something that goes against what I've been trained to do. I'm meant to kill him and burn his body. Next time he does this again because he will. I will not think twice about scorching his body," She warns. Stefan swallows thickly, praying he can sort Damon out. Regardless of what they are, and the years of crap they've caused each other, they are still brothers. He nods wordlessly, then freezes hearing Caroline crying saying she was sorry. In a flicker, the green-eyed vampire picks up Darcy bridle style and flashes over to the vast green where Damon bites into Caroline's neck.

Darcy jumps out of his arms, hands flying to her thigh under her dress, withdrawing the stake out of its holder, stalking up behind Damon she thrusts the stake into his back. He screams from the intense burning sensation in his chest cavity. Damon cries out as she twists, scraping the wood against his heart, "I told you what would happen if you hurt Caroline. Feel that burn? That's vervain burning away your insides, a centimetre closer that would have been your heart." She pushes him to ground, watching him slump forward, hands clawing at his bloody chest, "Be glad you have a brother that cares for you, others you'd be ash if it was up to me."

She turns, ignoring Stefan's grateful look and helps her best friend off the ground. Hearing a whoosh, she knows the brothers have left. And thank God, Elena shows up, letting out a shocked gasp at the blondes distraught state.

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