Damon walked towards the old building. Jeremy had told Damon Veronica was alone now and though Jeremy didn’t want Damon to hurt her, he still thought that if Damon threatened her she’d listen and leave. Damon, on the other hand, very well knew Veronica wouldn’t let him scare her off and so there was only one thing left to do. Kill the bitch.
He opened the door, which was unlocked. That should’ve occurred strange to him, but Damon didn’t pay much attention to it. He walked through the hallway until he found the largest room.
“Hello, Damon” Veronica said. “So, Jeremy signs up and ten minuti later te mostra up on my doorstep. What a coincidence”
“I wouldn’t exactly call it a coincidence” Damon commented.
“Neither would I” Veronica replied. “Let me guess. You’re here to tell me that if I ever harm so much as a hair on dear Elena Gilbert’s head te will kill me. Is that about right?”
“Actually I was going to kill te before te have the chance to harm so much as a hair on Elena’s head” Damon answered. He raced towards when Veronica turned on the lights. They were surrounded da at least thirty people and they all aimed a weapon at Damon. Only now he saw Veronica had her crossbow in her hands, which she now too aimed at him.
“Consider this war” she detto sinister and she fired.