Hey guys, this is a new Fic, it's been rolling around in my head for awhile now, so i thought i would put finger to keyboard and go for it. Hopefully you'll like it!
Prologue;
I never thought that forgetting everything bad that ever happened to me would be a bad thing. When you hear that, "She forgot everything bad that ever happened to her?" you want to ask, "Well, where can I do that?" you want to forget. You want to forget, the first time you saw your parents fighting, your first fight with your mother, your first broken heart, the first time you got grounded for sneaking out. But what nobody realizes is that the bad always comes with the good, no matter what. That first time you saw your parents fighting, and your father took you out for ice cream as an apology, and you discovered birthday cake ice cream. Granted, you might have tried at a friends birthday, but it was that moment that made it special, made it one of the good moments inside all the bad. Made it one of the moments that you would forget, even if you really didn't want too.
Elena;
"Whatever Jeremy!" Elena shouted and chunked a throw pillow at his small head.
"Whatever yourself E-lay-na!" he scowled and stormed out of the room.
She glared at her feet and groaned.
She would show him, "I bet you don't even remember where mom and dad's graves are!" he'd shouted at her.
She snorted and glanced up the stairs, she could walk there blindfolded. Elena stomped out of her house and started towards the dark wall of trees that surrounded her home.
She glimpsed behind her at his bedroom, he was looking out the window at her. On an impulse she threw up her finger at him. Fuck Jeremy. She thought bitterly, kicking up a cloud of dirt as she disappeared into the forest. She raked her fingers through her hair and peered through the darkness.
Was he kidding? Did he seriously think because she'd been so preoccupied with killing herself, as Damon had so kindly put it that she would forget where her parent's graves were?
She couldn't even understand how he could entertain the thought, it was so ludicrous, and it wasn't like he was out here freshening up the flowers either.
He hadn't come out here since the funeral.
She scowled in the darkness, only the moon lighting her path. Elena caught a glimpse of the old church; a cool night breeze blew her hair behind her. She crossed the courtyard and slowly made her way in the direction of her parent's graves. She could see them ahead of her, about ten feet.
She sighed and closed her eyes, feeling the breeze wash over her face.
She dashed to their sides like she used to do as a small child.
The every lingering pain struck her like lightening. She had forgotten how much it hurt to come here. It wasn't that she'd forgotten her parent's, that wasn't it at all.
It was that she knew how much it hurt to come here, and she knew that with all that was going on, Klaus's impending arrival and Elijah's death, she knew that she couldn't deal with this added on top of her already heavily overflowing life.
For fear that this would be the string that would break the camel's back; she whirled around planning on making a break for it.
Just going back home and calling it good, as long as she knew that she didn't forget where her parents were buried, what did Jeremy's opinion matter?
He was just a child.
A stupid, stupid kid.
But instead of seeing forest and the church over the hill, she was met with dark menacing eyes.
She yelped and jumped back, the man, it was a man, no woman could have that strong of hands.
Unless… It was a vampire woman.
Elena screamed when she began to recognize the face.
Katherine.
Elena staggered backwards and toppled over her parent's graves landing on her neck.
She heard a sickening crack.
Then there was darkness.
Damon;
Damon sighed and rested his hands in his head rubbing his blue eyes.
It had been a long day. With Isobel showing up out of blue, it worried him, because of what Katherine had said… Isobel and her charming ex-lover John wanted him and his brother out of Elena's life… for good.
If it came down to it, dying or leaving Elena, he was almost positive he would die.
But he hadn't fully decided on it yet… Stefan was lucky he didn't have to think about things like this…
No danger would come to Stefan; Katherine would make sure of that.
But Damon, well Katherine didn't give a rat's ass about him.
He was honestly surprised that she hadn't killed him yet; didn't she remember who locked her in the tomb? He groaned and straightened himself up; there was a clanging noise outside in the front yard. He jumped up and rushed to the door, he hoped it was Katherine; he would love to give her a piece of his mind.
Damon yanked open the door and peered out into the darkness.
There wasn't a thing out there, completely still and empty. Well, not completely.
Damon caught sight of a small figure stumbling from the woods.
It was girl, she was tall and slender and dark hair cascaded down her back.
It was Elena, and she was bleeding.
Damon flashed to her side, his arm steadying her.
"Elena?"
His voice was frantic, her neck, was torn completely open, he was amazed she was even conscious.
"What the hell happened?" he hissed.
She blinked and slowly turned her dark doe eyes up to his. Confusion and fear flashed across her face.
She jerked away from him, a loud shriek coming from her bloodstained lips.
"Elena!"
Damon started towards her, his hands outstretched.
"It's me, its Damon... You're safe."
She shook her head and shivered, "I…" her voice was cracked and hoarse like she had been grabbed by throat and squeezed.
Damon noticed bruises on her neck in the shape of long slender fingers.
He growled, he would kill the person that hurt her.
"I..." she began again, "I don't know you."
"Elena, don't be silly, of course you do."
She jerked away again and shook her head frantically.
"I don't."
She paused, "Look, I have to get home, I don't remember what happened, but thanks for helping, I guess."
Damon frowned and watched her stagger away from him.
When she was about halfway across the yard she glanced at a small watch on her wrist, "Shit!" she cursed and broke into an all out sprint.
"Dad's going to kill me" he heard her mutter.
Damon's eyes widened as he watched her disappear into the trees.
Okay! Thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed it, i've planned this story a bit better than my other ones, so, hopefully it will turn out better! Please review and let me know what you think of it!
