NOTE: This is my first fanfic! I have no idea if I'm any good, but since I want to be a writer, and I'm obsessed with The Vampire Diaries, I decided to do a Delena story for my first one! I hope you enjoy :) This is what I want to happen in 3x06 Smells Like Teen Spirit. Basically Delena, some Stefan, but like I said, DELENA!
Elena was trapped in a burning car. She was wrong about Stefan. No where inside of him was the man she remembered. Damn Klaus for this! She thought angrily. This is his fault! She kicked at the window, desperate to escape. Suddenly, something burned her arm.
Elena screamed.
"Do you know where Elena is?" Damon asked Caroline frantically.
"No idea."
"Thanks," he hissed. "That helps a lot." Damon's eyes widened as he heard a scream. Elena.
He blurred away, not caring who saw him, or what that would cost him. "Elena!" he shouted when he saw the burning car. He grabbed the handle of the door, cursing as it burnt his skin. He pulled the door off and saw Elena. She was unconscious. He grabbed her from under her arms and dragged her away from the fire. They both fell to the ground, her in his arms, as he whispered her name over and over.
Damon carefully pushed some of the hair that was in her mouth behind her ear. "Elena?" he whispered again. Her eyes fluttered and relief washed through Damon. She coughed and looked into his eyes.
"Damon. What-what's." She stopped in her tracks. Damon's face crumpled in pain.
"It's okay. We're going to get you home." She shook her head, and Damon picked her up like he had so many times before, and carried her away from the burning car.
Elena rested her head on his shoulder so that his neck was shielding her face.
My little brother deserves to die, Damon thought to himself. I don't care what that ass did to him, how dare he go near her.
Damon held Elena tighter as these thoughts crossed his mind.
Once again, Damon had saved her. And she was grateful. He had taken her back to her house, just in case Stefan decided to show up at the Boarding House again. "Thank you, Damon. For saving me," Elena whispered when he put her down. Her clothes were ripped and burned, and she had burns all over her body. Damon dropped his head.
"You're welcome."
"I'm going to have a shower. You can stay here." Damon looked into her eyes and she smiled. He nodded shakily.
She had thanked me. She thanked me for saving her. What if I hadn't? She'd be dead. Damon shuddered at the idea. I want to rip Stefan's head off. I swear-
His thoughts were interrupted by Elena appearing in the doorway of the bathroom. She was in her PJ's, and her hair was wet. She appeared to be in pain. Each of the burns on her arms looked like it was on fire again. "Are you okay?" Damon whispered. She bit her lip, tears pooling in the bottom of her eyes.
"No. I'm not."
"Do you want some blood? It would heal the wounds." Elena nodded and went and perched on her bed. Damon sat beside her. But Damon knew it wouldn't heal the emotional wounds. He bit into his wrist and offered it to her. She took it in her hands delicately, as if it would break if she wasn't careful, and she started sucking. To Damon, it felt like she was kissing his wrist. Damon pulled away when she had had enough.
"I don't know why I tried to help him," she whispered, looking into his eyes. "He's gone. I thought I could save him. That maybe if he remembered how it used to be, that-" she broke off in tears.
"Hey, hey," he whispered, pulling her into his arms. He was careful not to touch any of her burns. She cried into Damon's shoulder.
"You know," she whispered into his neck when her crying settled down a bit. "I don't deserve you." Damon laughed.
"I was thinking the same thing about you."
"Damon," she whispered. "I, I should tell you something." She pulled away so she could look him in the eye. Damon prayed-something he doesn't normally do, but this was Elena-that she wouldn't send him away. That she wouldn't say, "I need a normal life, and you're not normal." He prepared himself for the worst.
"I have no idea when it happened, but, I think I'm," she hesitated and laughed. Damon was very tense. "I think I'm in love with you."
Elena could see Damon was shocked. "What?" he whispered.
"Damon, I love you." He turned to unresponsive ice. Finally, when the silence was too long, she pressed her lips to his cheek. Damon shivered and Elena pulled away.
"I love you, too," he whispered. Elena smiled and pressed her lips to his, something Damon never expected to feel again was Elena's lips. He got himself into a more comfortable position so he could get as close as possible to her without hurting her. Elena wrapped her arms around his neck and glued his face to hers. Without noticing, Damon kicked a book off the bed, which made a huge BANG.
Both of them froze. "Elena?" Alaric called.
Elena winced. The door swung open. "Oh," Alaric sighed. "I didn't know you were home." Elena nodded. He glanced at Damon who was sitting on the edge of the bed, pinching his bottom lip.
"Okay then. Goodnight."
"Night, Ric." He closed the door behind him. When Elena spun around, Damon was gazing at her.
"Is it okay if I stay here tonight?" he asked, waggling his eyebrows.
"Of course." Elena got comfortable in Damon's arms and in a matter of minutes was fast asleep.
When Elena woke up, Damon was gone, but in his place was a small piece of paper.
Drama. Call me when you wake up. I love you-D.
And for the first time, Elena smiled hugely, pulling the note to her chest, and jumped out of the bed.
Kay so, I KNOW Elena is NOT going to admit her love that easily-or maybe she will, haha-but like I said, HOW I LIKE IT! Anyways, I had a lot of fun with this, and I think it turned out. . .good, so please, review! :3
