AN: After seeing last night's episode, I couldn't help but want to write this. The whole Elena and Damon situation is just way too good to pass up…
I don't own any part of Vampire Diaries. However I really wish I owned Damon!
When I saw her alive at the top of the stairs my heart fluttered. Yes, my undead heart leaped higher than any mortal's heart could ever think of trying. Then I saw her face light up at the sight of me. All I wanted to do was run up to her and hold the angel in my forsaken embrace. Yet I hesitated. And moments later I cursed myself for waiting. No, Damon Salvatore does not hesitate for anyone, or anything. Yet I couldn't bring myself to do. I hesitated. Then I saw the real reason for her excitement was Stephen.
When her arms locked around him, I wanted to tear off his head. My jealousy has never been this great. Not even for Katharine. She saw my face, and somehow was able to melt ever part of my distain away with the simple words, "Thank you."
The drive home would have made it all worse, but I opted to run home. The fight left me hungry for more than more blood. I was hungry for her and that was driving me insane. Before I could run, I had a mission to find her most beloved gift. The "brotherly bonding" also drove me over the edge. Knowing that he was tasting her sweet blood, when all I could have from her was the dreams of holding her… It was just too much for my broken heart to stand. I ran, and did not stop till I was home. I made it home hours before he did. I went to his room, and lavished in the scent of her. It was like she was here.
I could not hold in the love for her anymore. I had to know what she would do, should I confess all that I felt for her. As soon as my brother told me she was home safe, he spouted out all this nonsense about being brothers united to protect the woman we both loved, yet he had the pleasure of kissing. I just agreed and left the house. I was lead to her room without so much as a thought. I could be a blinded vamp and still find where she was.
I make it up to her room without even the slightest sound. I sit by her window; I can hear her getting cleaned up from the mess that was made the past few days. I can even hear her heart beat and the silent tears fall. And here I was about to make her life even harder. I silently sit there, waiting, her necklace cascading through my fingers. I hear her start to make her way to the room. Her heart beat quickens, and I know she knows I am there before she sees me.
"Cute PJ's" I say sarcastically. She knows why I am here, yet I always seem to come off wrong.
I go thru my "selfless" speech as I close in on her. She falters. I can hear her voice telling me to stop, but her eyes are telling me that I must stay. I can scenes her being torn. And just before I make her forget, just before I vanish this dream from her memory, I feel her heart screaming my name. I want to kiss her. I want too much to take her to her bed and show her how true my love for her is. But I hesitate. I hesitate, and the moment is lost. I make her forget. However, I will always remember how much she wanted to tell me that she loved me too.
During that scene last night I was so close to tears. It's the bad boys that always make me cry. You don't expect it from them. And damn him for that really sexy smirk of his!