Elena lay on her bed in the middle of the night, the last few weeks events had made it almost impossible for her to actually get any sleep. With Katherine being in town, Caroline being a vampire, and Damon insisted that they had something together; she was slowly becoming crazy. Elena huffed and looked around her dark room.
She shivered in fear. She used to be okay with the dark till she was forced to see the more demonic side to the world. Sometimes she almost wished that she have never meet Damon or Stefan, and had stay blissfully ignorant to the evil surrounding her but then she stopped to think a minute and knew that someday it all would have found her anyway, with her looking like Katherine and all.
Elena sat up and got out of bed. She turned on her light, that was right on her nightstand. Elena looked over to her window at that moment, mechanically... almost like she was compelled to do it. Her breathe caught in her throat when she saw herself looking at her in the window. But this picture seemed different; Her hair wasn't straight like usually, it was in ringlets and this strange doppelganger was wearing a sadistic smile on her face.
Elena tried to speak but a force held her back. She managed to look down and see that the vervain necklace Stefan had given her was off. 'Odd, I thought I left it on!' she thought frantically. Elena looked back up and who she now knew was Katherine. Katherine swiftly opened her window, 'but I-I locked that!' Elena thought but then again, how could a simple lock keep a vampire out.
Katherine walked right up to Elena and looked her right in the eyes, she wasn't smiling like before. In fact, she seemed to have a very serious aura around her. Then suddenly, instead of killing Elena right there. Elena was confused but since this was Katherine, still screamed bloody murder after she was able to find her voice.
There was a spirally blackness and then Elena woke up thrashing her bed at what she thought was Katherine but there was nothing, only that damned darkness she feared. Her throat was dry and she felt tears on her face. She's had worse nightmares then that, still... why was she so more afraid of this one. Jeremy came running into her room, he was bent over and panting.
"Elena, what's... the... matter?" He managed to get out. Elena swallowed and dried her tears. "It was just a nightmare, Jer. But thanks for caring." She made a fake smile to her little brother. Jeremy stared at her for a few seconds, obviously seeing through her façade but he just nodded and exited her room. When he left, Elena noticed that she was still shaking from her nightmare. She decided to call Stefan and see if he would come spend the night over at her house.
She picked up and hit Stefan's number. The few seconds wait felt like a million years in her own mind. She felt a wave of relief when she heard a voice at the other end but then she realized who it was.
"Damon? Where's Stefan?" She said, her voice sounding a little more panicky then intended.
"Probably out hunting Bambi... Why?" Damon seemed to have caught on to her worried tone.
"Er... well. It's just that I had this nightmare and I needed someone over here right now." She whispered.
There was a few awkward seconds of silence, but then Damon replied "I'll be there in 5 minutes" His voice said that he was completely serious. Then there was a beeping that signaled he had hung up. Elena huffed in pure annoyance. Damon was probably the last person she wanted to see right now. She sat there for a few minutes just pondering over why he would come over so willingly without even a quick thought to it.
Then Elena heard a soft tapping on her window. She visibly jumped up in shock, when she noticed it was Damon. He was standing easily on the tree outside her window, as if he had down it a million times. That made Elena wonder if he ever watched her sleep, because she read those Twilight books and she kinda found it creepy. She was brought out of her reverie when she heard Damon hiss out to hurry up.
She quickly went to window and opened it. Damon was inside the room before Elena could even bat an eyelash. "Geez, what took you so long to open the freaking window?" Damon demanded, obviously miffed. Elena just ignored him and closed the window. She stare outside it for a second, almost afraid of what else could be out there...watching them like prey. She then closed the curtains...just in case.
Elena turned around and saw Damon doing that flirty eye thing he always does. "Why did you need to close the curtains? Are we going to be partaking in anything... nasty?" He asked, smirking suggestively. "Psh, In your dreams!" Elena exclaimed. "Yes, actually. That does happen in my dreams." He said with a wink.
Elena just ignored his disgusting comment and sat down on her bed. Then Damon got a serious expression. "So what was this nightmare about?" He asked with concern lacing his voice. Elena looked up with despair in her eyes. "Well, it had Katherine in it." This caught Damon's attention. "But it was the strangest thing. She made it seem like she was going to kill me. She compelled me into not screaming, not talking and not moving. She went through my window, then came and stared me in the eyes. I was sure she was going to kill me but instead she just hugged me. It was almost loving." She said. Damon's eyebrows were furrowed and he seemed to be lost in thought.
"I just don't understand why we look so much alike! When I looked at her it was like looking in a mirror. You don't usually look like the twin of your ancestor, do you?" Elena asked. Damon sighed and sat beside her on the bed. "Not usually, no." He answered. "It was weird because I've never even officially meet her yet!" Elena sighed. Damon slowly brought his hand up to her back and started to make small comforting circles.
Elena closed her eyes and let Damon continue to rub her back. This was the exact way that her mother used to make her feel better when she was still alive. Elena held back tears she normally wouldn't let fall in front of anyone but Damon had caught her off guard by being actually kind to her. Damon froze, mentally slapping himself. 'Of course she doesn't want you of all people trying to console her!' He thought.
Damon pulled his hand back down. Then he heard Elena squeak out "No, it's okay. I'm not crying because of you. I'm just, well... a lot has been happening lately. I guess, I was just overloaded." She laughed awkwardly. Damon smiled softly, so softly that it was almost invisible.
Damon was filled with pride that he was the one here, sitting in Elena's room, and soothing her; not little 'Saint Stefan'. He knew that Elena had to feel even a little something for him, if she was crying freely in front of him because he knew that Elena didn't like to cry in front of people a lot. Elena yawned without really realizing it but Damon did. He pulled back her bed covers and picked her up. Elena was too tired to fight him, so she just let him lift her.
He gently placed her under her covers and tucked her in. He grinned as he picked up the teddy bear that had fallen from her bed, and placed it right under her arm. "Well, now that your all tucked in... maybe I should read you a bedtime story?" He smiled. Elena just laughed lightly at his humor, it felt kinda nice to laugh. "Very funny, mister! Well, since you offered ...why not? How about Red riding hood." She smiled.
"Dear lord, I don't think I've heard that story in 160 years, let alone tell it!" He laughed but he couldn't say 'no' to Elena. He went and grabbed her desk chair and sat it beside her. "Okay, so I'm pretty sure there was a little girl who wore a red hood, and one day her mother sent her over to her grandma's house. But on the way a big bad wolf tried to eat her but Red got away. So the wolf got to the grandma's house before her and dressed up as the grandma. When red got to the house she saw the wolf and she said some about him having big teeth and claws and stuff. And then I don't know. I forget." By the time Damon was finished with his horrible version of the story, Elena was laughing hysterically.
"Ha-ha, your that worst storyteller in all of the history of the world!" She exclaimed through laughs. "Remind me to never ask you to tell me a story again!" She said through giggles. Damon laughed and made a fake pout towards Elena. "Well, I'm sorry! When you're a vampire you really don't focus on old bedtime stories!" He said with a laugh. Elena smiled then her eyes started to close, she was very sleepy by now.
Damon smiled down at the fragile human girl in front of him. He kissed her head lightly before turning back to the window. He heard her sit up in her bed quickly. "Um, Damon. Uh, Would you mind staying here tonight? I uh, don't want to be alone if I have another nightmare." She whispered with a small blush on her cheeks. 'This means nothing to you Elena. You and Damon are just friends. You love Stefan!' She repeated to herself in her mind. Damon's expression was hardened but inside his chest, he was sure he felt his undead heart flutter with excitement.
Damon came back to the chair he had been sitting in. "I'll stay." He said. He watched Elena lay back down in bed and close her eyes, in minutes Elena's breathing and heartbeat signaled she was asleep. Damon closed his eyes and leaned his head against the bed's headboard and eventually fell asleep too.
Okay, to this is a really fluffy chapter between Elena and Damon. I know my rating is 'T' but that for a little later, you never know right. Anyway, this is my first fanfic; so please be hard on me (I know that's a odd thing to ask everyone). I just think that if you give me honest reviews that it will help me grow as a writer. :)
So anyone kinda shocked about that Katherine dream? :D its all part of a plan! I will only update soon if i get a few reviews. ;)