I have been requested by October Baby to do a Delena story based off of The Notebook. I can tell that I am going to have a lot of fun writing this story, so I hope you all have as much fun reading it. I do not own The Notebook or The Vampire Diaries, nor do I own the characters.
Damon's POV
Elena sat in my room at the boarding house, except she doesn't know it's the boarding house. A matter of fact, she doesn't remember much of anything, or at least she can't really piece it all together. It had been 60 years since the cure for vampirism was destroyed and just a couple months ago that she fell into a state of oblivion. Bonnie has been relentless at searching for the reason for the demise of Elena's memory, but she has come up with nothing.
I stand in the doorway to my room where Elena sits in a chair in front of the window. I bring a hot cup of her favorite herbal tea. She takes it gratefully, taking a long sip.
"Thank you, Mr. Salvatore" she says in a voice too unfamiliar.
"You're welcome and please, call me Damon," I ask her more for my sake than hers. I pull up a chair next to hers and stare out at the trees where her gaze is affixed.
"I wanted to thank you again for letting me stay here. I hope that I am not too much of an inconvenience," Elena says. It makes my heart nearly shatter because she doesn't even realize that this is her house too, ever since 2014. She wears a pair of dark skinny jeans and a sweater jacket that ties in the front. I gaze back out the window before Bonnie comes in and knocks on the door.
"Damon?" Bonnie says quietly, "could I see you for a second."
"Let me know if you need anything," I say Elena, resting a reassuring hand on her shoulder. I walk across the room to where Bonnie stands in the doorway. Bonnie was technically 78 in human years, but since she had become so powerful, she extended her life greatly, so she looked no older than 30.
"What's up?" I ask her as I close the door behind me.
"I have an idea," Bonnie says as she pulls several of Elena's diaries out of her purse, "now; granted, not every part of her life is in these, but that's where you come in. Just tell her the story as if it were just another novel. Maybe she'll put two and two together that it's about her."
"Don't you think that she will know when I start using her name though as the girl in the story?" I ask, pondering how this is ever going to work.
"I don't think she will pay attention, just tell her at the beginning that the main character just so happens to have the same name as her. She is so out of it that I doubt she will even notice."
I nod my head, praying that this will work. I am so appreciative of Bonnie for working so hard to bring Elena back to me and to her own life. She gives me a quick hug before placing the journals into my hands.
"It will be ok, Damon. We will figure this out," Bonnie says reassuringly.
I just nod, wanting so badly to believe her, but the last couple months have dwindled my hopes that Elena will snap out of it and come back to me. How desperately I miss her.
I re-enter my room and find Elena right where I left her. I sit in the chair next to hers and sit silently for a moment. I take a deep breath, smelling the familiar scent of her shampoo, mixed with a few of her favorite candles burning around the room.
"Is it alright if I tell you a story?" I ask her, just to make sure she is ok with it.
"Absolutely. I would like that a lot," she flashed me a small smile before wrapping her blanket around her even more tightly to settle in and listen. I smile at her ready to give this a try before recollecting what happened so long ago.
"And so the story begins with a girl named Elena…"
I plan on making future chapters way longer than this one, but I felt it important to end this chapter before we got into the flashbacks.
Also, I plan on using some of the most important scenes from TVD, but I will create some similar to The Notebook as well. If you would like me to continue, please review. I never can tell which of my story ideas are good until I get feedback.