Name:: Heavy In Your Arms
Fandom:: The Vampire Diaries
Pairing:: Damon/Elena, Elena/Stefan
Specifications:: Alternative Universe (BEFORE SEASON FINALE)
Rating:: M – lemons/limes, graphic violence and language
Warnings:: This story is NOT FOR STEFAN FANS!
Summary:: Damon and Elena both harbor feelings for each other, but can't seem to admit them to the other. But everything changes when someone blows into town, threatening Elena. Damon is forced to take Elena on the road, leaving Stefan behind. What could spark between the two while Stefan isn't there?
I love Stefan. I love Stefan.
And I did honestly believe that.
Stefan was kind. He was gentle and he cared for others. He was sweet, a gentleman. He loved me. He would walk through fire for me. I knew I was the reason he breathed. He'd told me so, on many occasions. I was everything to him.
But Damon. Damon. Damon was so mean and cruel. He didn't have very many redeeming qualities. He hurt people. He had no cares for human life. He didn't care about the people he killed. Damon was a monster. But somewhere along the lines, I must have found something in him worth saving. I must have found at least one redeeming quality, just one little ounce of humanity in him . . . or I wouldn't feel this way.
I love Stefan.
Damon was so arrogant. And he hated his brother. The bad blood between them was inconceivable, running back more than one hundred and fifty years. But Damon was sure of himself. And he was alone . . . he didn't have anyone. And maybe it was Katherine who made his personality so volatile, so angry and hurtful. It was she who made him shut out his feelings, also shutting out his humanity. She caused him to believe that human life was trivial, that it meant nothing. It was Katherine's fault entirely.
But that didn't change the fact that Damon was like that. A century ago, he may have been as kind-hearted as his brother. But now, he was mean and spiteful, only caring for himself.
But he was only looking for acceptance . . . I saw that in him. He wanted acceptance from his family, his brother, the people he had hurt because he had never received acceptance during his life as a human. But it was too late for that. He had done too much damage; he couldn't be accepted by anyone, not even Stefan, at that point. Who would let such a monster into their life? Who would be so stupid? Who would accept Damon, only allowing him to destroy everything with his undying ability to murder the things that he loved most?
No one would accept Damon. No one would dare to let such a creature in.
But . . . he was only searching for a home, a place to be.
From downstairs, I heard Jenna calling to her, "Elena! Stefan is here."
I slammed my diary shut and shoved it under my mattress. I couldn't have Stefan seeing what I'd written about his brother.
Stefan entered the room swiftly, at a faster speed than any human, and kissed me abruptly. I kissed back, trying to prove that I loved him, I loved Stefan the most.
He pulled back and smiled at me. But there was worry in his eyes. I gazed into them deeply, searching for an explanation as to why he seemed so uneasy. I found nothing.
There was definitely something wrong. "What is it, Stefan?" I asked him.
He sighed and his charming smile disappeared. "Elena, I have to tell you something."
I paced around the parlor, looking at the antique books that sat in the bookcases that surrounded the room, watching them gather dust. I surveyed the books, reading their spines. Some were so old, that their names had been scratched off. I passed the shelves at least a hundred times each, thinking, and then thinking again.
Elena . . . How could I feel this way about her? I hadn't felt so enamored since Katherine. Was it because Elena and Katherine looked so alike that I felt this way for her? Was it my old feelings for Katherine surfacing again? But Elena was nothing like Katherine. Elena was warm and sweet instead of cold and cruel. Katherine had no care for human life or even other vampires. She didn't care for anyone but herself, which included Stefan and I. She was a selfish, cold-hearted bitch.
But Elena wasn't like that in the least. Elena cared for everyone. She even cared for me, after everything I'd intentionally put her and Stefan through. She saw something . . . something human in me. Something I didn't even see myself until I realized she thought I was worth saving. She thought I was worth it, as much as she thought Stefan was worth it, and she loved Stefan too much for her own good.
Stefan . . . yes, the matter of Stefan. I promised him an eternity of hell, but now that Elena knew there was some good in me, I now couldn't fulfill that promise. I didn't feel very guilty about stealing his girl, but I couldn't torment him like I use to. I didn't even want to anymore. What had this girl done to me? She'd changed me completely, it seemed, back the way I was when I was still human. She was making me kind and considerate, caring about others, not just myself. Elena was changing me, as Katherine had. This time it seemed though that Elena was changing me into a good person instead of an evil one. And for so long, I'd wondered what it would be like to be good again. Would I start eating bunnies like Stefan, instead of the rich blood of humans? The idea of goodness seemed so odd, so foreign, and I wasn't too keen on it.
But it was then I realized: I would change for Elena. Hell, I'd do anything for that girl. But why did I feel that way?
I grabbed a glass and filled it with the first bottle of liquor I could grab. I poured it down my throat without hesitation. Scotch. So bitter. But it soothed my qualms about Elena. I began pacing the parlor, reading the spines of the aged books once more.
Suddenly the front door was yanked open, and I turned to see Elena storm in, looking as petrified as ever. Stefan was behind her, stoic as always. I turned my attention to Elena.
"What happened?" I asked, trying to sound concerned.
Elena paused and looked up at Stefan. I glanced from Stefan to Elena, and then Stefan again. Stefan sighed and answered, "Damon, we have a huge problem."
PLEASEEEE review. It's my first TVD fic, so I'd like to know how I did on the prologue. Next chapter will be coming up TOMORROW, so get ready!
