Disclaimer: I don't own The Vampire Diaries, nor the characters in it.
Author's Note:Hello, so this is my first fanfiction, I never wrote anything before. The scene takes place in Episode 22 "Founders Day" but in my version Katherine isn't back, so it is the real Elena there.
I also would like to add that I'm French, yes I love English otherwise I wouldn't write in English, but I may make some small mistakes. I will try my best to not make mistakes.
Enjoy
CHAPTER 1: Regrets
Damon slightly kissed her on the cheek at first, and then kissed her again, that time on the lips. The kiss lasted about 6 seconds before Jenna opened the door furiously. She looked at Elena with what seemed like disgust and disbelief.
"Hi…" she trailed.
"You should probably come inside" replied Jenna, still shocked by the scene taking place before her.
Damon watched her come inside the house as he stood still, wondering what just happened, he thought he wanted this, this Elena and him together but now that he was heading home and thinking twice about what he had just done. He thought to himself that what he felt was just another bond from the past, it awoke many memories of Katherine back in 1864, just as he thought that he knew he didn't feel anything for Elena, what he felt, if he could feel something was a still glowing ash, a memory of Katherine reincarnated in Elena's body.
He was on the porch of the Salvatore manoir when he thought that if it would have been the witch he was kissing tonight he would have felt something incredibly different and warm as hell.
He ran into Stefan, still overthinking the kiss with Elena, what was he going to think when he finds out? More important, what was he going to do to him? Will he and Elena break up?
To put an end to these emerging thoughts, he decided to pour himself a full glass of Jack Daniels, his favourite beverage, second to blood served willingly, and maybe to bloodcream (A/N: blood/icecream , I just saw that on True Blood).
He sat into the couch, turned the TV on to NBC, Saturday Night Live was on, a good way to get loose and forget about the day.