Elena Gilbert stared solemnly out her window. It seemed lately that's all she ever did.
She was struggling with the decision of whether or not she wanted to continue on with the transition. To spend life eternally as a vampire. Yes, she was absolutely torn. Sudden tears of frustration sprang to her eyes as she thought of her life as a human. Everything that was human about her life seemed to spiral into the mayhem of the supernatural. Her best friends, Bonnie and Caroline both were forever changed into something non-human. Bonnie was technically still human, but she would hold for the rest of her life, the burden of being a witch. As for Caroline, she was immortal unless a stake pierced her undead heart. She was what Elena was pondering on whether she should or shouldn't transition into; A vampire. Elena felt as if it was her fault. If she had never been born, or if she hadn't been apart of the Petrova lineage, Life for everyone involved in this chaos would be peaceful. To make matters worse, even though she and Stefan had broken up, Elena felt this nagging tug in her heart, a raw need and love for his older brother, Damon. Damon. Just hearing his name made her go weak in the knees. With Damon, she felt a wild, true, and free love. He gave her courage, and the strength to fight her own battles, but he was still protective and possessive over her, in a good sense. Stefan, he seemed to hold her hand through everything. He never let her do anything for herself, as he was concerned for her safety. Safety. That's what Stefan's love was, safe. Don't get it wrong, of course she loved Stefan, but she wasn't feeling the way for him the way she felt for Damon. She wasn't in love with Stefan, she just loved him. Elena was beginning to realize that she was in love with Damon. Damon Salvatore, the elder brother, with his heart-melting smirk, and piercing blue eyes. Just thinking of him made Elena's heart burst with newfound love, and lust. A smirk of her own spread among her lips as she realized she needed to see him. She picked up her phone and dialed his number. She waited, breathless, until he picked up the phone and she heard his smooth, velvety voice. "Elena, what a pleasant surprise. How can I assist you, princess?" Elena could almost hear the smug smirk in his voice., as she breathed out, "Damon… I need to speak with you, do you think you could come over?" Damon pondered a bit, sensing and loving how Elena's breathing came out nervously, nervously for him. "I don't have a problem with it..what, Is little miss Elena Gilbert in that mood? Because, sweetheart, I don't engage in that sort of thing unless there's dinner and a movie involved." Elena rolled her eyes and exhaled in mock-disgust. " No, Damon, not for that. I just need to talk to you, it's important..please?" Damon heard how her voice went from sarcastic to urgent, and decided that something was up with her and that he should go see her, indeed. "Yeah, I'll be there before you know it. Don't be surprised. See you soon." And without another word, Damon hung up the phone.
As he exited his house and headed towards Elena's, he wondered what she had to say that was sooo important. His heart nearly froze as a thought came to him, maybe she already decided on what she was going to do about the transition, and maybe, just maybe, she was going to proclaim her love for him. He smirked as he reached her window, after climbing that damn tree, and if it had been alive, his heart would have skipped a beat, at his secret love's glowing smile at him. Him. She hadn't smiled like that in days and it consumed him with so much joy that he was the one to illicit a smile in her. Elena opened the window and let Damon in, but before he could say anything, she took his face in her hands and pressed her lips to his. Damon was caught off guard, but he shrugged inwardly and delightfully and wrapped his arms around Elena's waist. God, in his years he had never had a kiss like this. Her lips were sweet, and inviting. And that's when he heard the words that he had been dying to hear the past three years escape her lips, "I love you, damon." It was his turn to grab her face between his hands, and his eyes searched hers meaningfully, and returned, "I love you too, Elena. Always have." A small smile formed on his lips as he bowed his head to hers, sighing in content. "I want to continue with the transition, Damon, I want to be a vampire. I don't want to leave Jeremy alone, and I don't want to leave you." Damon's grip around her tightened, as he questioned nervously, "Are you sure, 'Lena? I don't want you to be miserable..i love you too much to let you live like that" Elena looked up at him, a sudden fire of determination in her eyes. "Yes, Damon. This is what I want, I want to spend eternity with you, you have made my life worth living when I was human, and I know you will when I'm a vampire, and I want to do the same for you." Damon paused, letting that sink in, before he responded gleefully, "Let's go find some blood then, Princess." He took her arm in his, and off they went on their journey to complete Elena's transition. Little did they know that a certain upset vampire was hiding in the shadows, his face erupting in agony as he heard the heartfelt conversation between his brother, and his past love. Stefan Salvatore couldn't fathom as to why Elena, sweet Elena had decided to become the very thing she feared, and why she loved the one person who swore he'd never love again. Stefan Salvatore needed answers. And he wasn't going to leave until he got them.