Two hours had passed already since their parents went out to look for Damon and they hadn't returned yet. Maria was a little shaken from what happened.
She wasn't really feeling bad about the kick but she was feeling bad about herself. She shouldn't have pushed too hard knowing her brother's nature but she felt it wasn't too extreme at that moment.
Why did he run away from the house? She wouldn't have exacted revenge for the kick. Since she was rolling around in pain back then, she hadn't paid attention to what Fred had screamed into Damon's ear.
She stood by the window so she could see if they were back or not. Fred tried his best to calm her down. His face was stoic as usual and he seemed to not be worried in the least. The only worry was when he spoke to Maria.
"Where is he?" she mumbled after waiting for another thirty minutes without seeing any sign of Damon or her parents. She hoped that he hadn't fallen into the open gutter down the street.
