Driving into Mystic Falls had Damon tense; the last thing he wanted to do was head home first. While he would have preferred to get that confrontation over and done with, he just didn’t want to deal with them right now. Not yet. Not when he’d have to talk to them about having seen Katherine the night of the Halloween Carnival. So instead of driving to the Salvatore house, he headed towards Rachel’s house, the fact that he’d gotten her a few gifts still fresh in his mind. Rachel he could handle. Her, he’d much prefer to speak to than his brother and sister for the moment. So when he reached her house he pulled over and parked right in front of her house without hesitation.
Leaning over to the passenger seat, Damon reached for the small bag he’d put her gifts in and grabbed it. Once he was sure nothing was damaged, he pushed his door open and stepped out of the car, shutting the door behind him. For a moment, all he wanted to do was stand there, breathing in the cool air and stare up at the stars. He hadn’t been able to see the stars in New York. Not that he actually did much looking. Maybe once or twice in the past three weeks. Shaking his head, Damon turned his attention back to Rachel’s house and started walking again. When he made it to the front door, he hesitated for a second before knocking and hoping she wasn’t asleep yet, so he might avoid dealing with her fathers.