Amber smiled slightly. "I think it's cute when guys like girls..." she admitted. "Girls seem to like every guy they think is remotely cute." she smirked. She ran her fingers absentmindedly down the bloody mess of a t-shirt she was wearing, feeling the bloody cuts beneath it. She glanced over at her shoulder and tried to lift it, wincing slightly as it ached. She glanced over at him, her face pained. "How's your wrist?" she asked softly.
Damon looked up at her, his eyes sad. They looked almost like the eyes of a sad dog... round and a little watery. "Yeah..." he muttered. "I walked in my house to see my sister and my parents dead on the floor..." he swallowed hard. "That's how I became a vampire... I tried to kill myself and their murderer came back. I guess he couldn't finish me off." he sighed. "I wish he had." he murmured, feeling depressed.

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