I'll always come back to you Chapter 1, a vampire diaries fanfic

I don't own The Vampire Diaries.
I don't own Damon and Elena or any other characters used.
I only take credit for the story line and plot.
It might start off slow but things will pick up. It won't be a happy story from the get go but it will be interesting.
If any of this is copyrighted or already written tell me and I'll take it down but I don't believe it is. The hallucinating that Elena is experiencing will be explained throughout the story.
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Damon and Elena were best friends and everyone thought they were meant to be. Something happened and Damon left the town and Elena behind to never look back. 5 years later Jeremy seeks out Damon as a last ditch effort to bring his sister back from the brink. Elena has lost everything and everyone she loved and she doesn't remember her family or friends anymore. She's hallucinating and putting herself at risk physically. Can Damon come and bring her back? Will Elena remember him and be able to forgive him for leaving her? Will they get their happy ever after?

Chapter 1- Coming home to you

Damon's POV

BANG!

"Ugh. Ignore them Kat they'll go away." I pull my girlfriend back to my chest and try to get back to sleep. It's 3am and no one in their right mind would wake me up now.

BANG!

"FINE! Don't get your panties in a twist!" I yell as I throw off the covers and get up from bed. Whoever is at that door better have something pretty damn important to say. I hear Katherine following me to the door of our apartment we've shared for a year now. I yank it open, "What the...hell? Jeremy?" I look around in disbelief. Jeremy Gilbert...is at my door. I haven't seen him in 5 years nor his sister Elena. He's older now...at least 16.

"Damon! Listen I know it's early but I need..."

"Babe who is it?" I feel Katherine wrap her arms around me and Jeremy stops talking. "Hi. I'm Katherine." She holds out one hand and he looks from me to her at least 50 times before he responds.

"Uhh...Hi. I'm Jeremy...Gilbert." He shakes her hand and looks back to me. "I'll go. Sorry Damon. I shouldn't have come, you've obviously moved...never mind. I'll just find another way to help...bye." He turns and walks down the hallway. He needs help? Those three words stay in the front of my mind. I wind my way out of Kat's arms and run after him.

"Jer! Wait!" Within seconds I'm down the hall and stopping the elevator from closing. I step in with him and once the doors close I press the emergency stop button. "Jeremy talk. Why did you come all the way to LA? Where are your parents, Jenna, Ric and Elena?" Immediately my heart sinks when I see his expression change when I say his parents name and Elena's name.

He shakes his head. "I came alone. I shouldn't have come though. It was stupid to think that you'd come home to help. You've got a girl in there who looks quite a lot like my sister; brown hair, brown eyes, even the same height but I can tell that girl is a few years older so go back to her. I can take care of Elena by myself. I should have listened to Stefan, he said this was a bad idea."

His words catch my off guard. He has to take care of Elena by himself? She's the older sister and surely his parents...something hits me about the way his face changed when I mentioned them. "Jer...why did you get that look when I mentioned Grayson and Miranda?"

He looks back up at me with those sad eyes, again. "You don't know, do you? I've sent emails, I thought you'd been reading them and just not responding but...you haven't read them have you? You really did leave a not look back twice. After everything that you and Lena went through...just go back home Damon and I'll go back to Lena. I'll take care of her and we can forget I came here. Goodbye Damon." He presses the stop button again and the doors open to my floor and he pushes me out.

I watch as the doors close and the elevator descends through the floors. Emails...he must have sent them to my old email address. I quickly walk back to the apartment and throw the door open. I see Kat jump from the couch but I walk right to the laptop and type in the old email address. I scan through them quickly and familiar names pop out at me. Caroline Forbes, Bonnie Bennett, Matt Donovan, Tyler Lockwood, Jeremy Gilbert, Ric Saltzman, and my little brother Stefan Salvatore. They've all emailed me at least 20 times each over the last year maybe more if I look over the last 5 years. What the hell happened in that town? I open the most recent from my brother which was marked 2 weeks ago.

"Damon, I went to see Elena today. She's not good at all. She doesn't remember anyone well except you. She asked me where you were and I told her I didn't know all I knew was that you were in Los Angeles somewhere living with your girlfriend of 3 years. She proceeded to hit me and call me a liar yelling that you'd never leave her and it was only her. I'm worried about her brother. She doesn't know who I am, or even who Jeremy and Ric are. Selective amnesia or some shit like that is what Meredith Fell says it is but look I don't know if you read my emails but read this one all the way through please. I know you have a girlfriend but Elena needs you. I'm your brother Damon and I know for a fact that you still love Elena and that you'd do anything for her. She needs YOU Damon. She's lost her parents and Jenna already don't let her lose you too. Come back for her. Please. -Stefan"

My poor Elena. I read Stefan's email 3 times. The sad eyes that Jeremy had suddenly make sense, they're parents are gone. But how? I scroll through the years and find one of the first to come from Jeremy. Nearly 4 years ago...

"Damon, I don't know how to start telling you this. There was an accident. Elena's in the hospital. I could really use your help in telling her what the doctors just told me. Jenna and our parents didn't survive the accident. Elena is in critical condition but they say she'll be okay. Their car went off Wickery Bridge, they are still looking for the drunk driver. They were able to bring Elena back once they got all the water out of her lungs. They had to shock her with those paddle things around 10 times Caroline said. She rode out with her mom to the bridge when she heard the deputy tell her mom that it was the Gilbert's car. I'll keep you updated on everything. How's college working out for you by the way? Stefan said you're almost done, wish I could say the same for us with high school. I'm just now a freshman and Elena is barely a junior. Caroline is coming down the hall with an update now, write you later. Jeremy"

No, no, no no. My little Elena. I wasn't there for her. She needed me and I wasn't there. I let her down, I should have been there. I...I love her. After all this time I still love Elena Gilbert. I wipe a few tears away from my eyes as I pull out my cell. I hope to God Jeremy Gilbert still has the same cell phone number. It rings, and rings, and rings.

"Damon?"

"Get your ass back up here. I'm sorry I wasn't there Jer. I let you both down and I can't anymore. I need to come home."

"Be there in a minute Salvatore." I hear him slam a car door and then he hangs up.

"Babe. Why are we going to Mystic Falls?" Damn, I had forgotten Kat was here. I shake my head as I turn to face her.

"WE aren't. I am. Kat, we need to talk."

"Damon, those words are never good. Who is Elena?"

I smile and turn back to the computer. I search for the folder titled 'My Dreams' and open it. I show her the screen and it shows her a slide show of every picture I have of Elena whether she's with Jeremy or one of our old friends or me. "This is Elena. Kat, I need to go home."

"You mean you need to go to her? Damon, we've been dating for 3 years now and you've never mentioned her. She can't be that important. I love you Damon but I swear if you walk out that door it's over. I'll follow you, I won't give up on us. I won't let you just walk away from me."

I roll my eyes. "Don't be so dramatic Kitty Kat. I don't want to hurt you but you had to know that THIS is as far as I would let our relationship go. I care about you I do but that's why I have to let you go. I hope you understand. One day you will meet someone who can give you more. I'm sorry I can't. Bye Katherine."

I grab the laptop and set it at the bottom of the duffel bag that I start shoving my clothes into. By the time I'm done I hear Jeremy's knock and I walk out into the hallway with him. "Let's go home Jer." He nods and we set off. I never looked back. Maybe if I had, I'd seen the look of determination, and anger on Katherine's face, maybe I would have seen that she was right; she'd never give up. Yet I didn't. I kept my eyes forward and only saw one thing. Elena. She needs me and I need her. I need her to forgive me. I need her to help me feel again. Maybe this is the way to stop the pain that's been with me for 5 years.

Elena's POV

Gone.

Everyone is gone.

Dad...mom...Jenna...Damon. I pull my knees closer to my chest as I think of the last person. I need him, but something tells me he won't come. Everyone who says they love me has left me. You still have Ric and Jeremy. I groan as I shake my head. No, they've given up too. They still try to get me to smile but I can tell they've given up on me.

I can tell they have because they have Meredith come see me everyday. I know I scared them and Stefan, Caroline, Bonnie, Matt and Tyler. I didn't mean to, I just wanted it to stop. I didn't mean to cut as deep as I did. I just found the razor in the shower and I wanted the voices to stop. I didn't want to see my parents and Jenna every time I closed my eyes. I wanted the dreams to stop and I wanted to stop seeing people who everyone told me weren't there. I know it sounds like I'm crazy and maybe I am but I don't want to re-live the accident over and over everyday. Not anymore.

Some days I'm okay. Like today, I'm not sad enough to pull a stunt like that again but I still don't leave my room. I can hear Ric typing on his computer from Jenna's old room. I feel bad that he quit working at the High School and is now working at the Community College which only has him come in 3 times a week. I haven't been to school in 2 months. I used to go just because I knew I had to. I didn't talk to anyone but the whispers became too much. I can still hear what they said about me.

Poor girl lost both parents and her aunt. Most of them were comments like that. Some were different. About Damon.

She's stupid. To think that Damon Salvatore would actually take a 13 year old with him when he graduated. He was 18, that's sick. I wasn't stupid, I knew I wasn't. I knew I couldn't go with Damon to UCLA but we could have tried to do the long distance relationship. It wasn't wrong for Damon and I to be together, was it? Yeah, he is 5 years older than me but age is just a number or that's what he used to tell me. My parents loved Damon, so did Jeremy. My friends were fine with our...relationship. They understood. It was people on the outside who didn't. I laugh, who am I kidding. Damon probably just saw me as some young, naive, girl he could take advantage of. Maybe the whispers are right.

Stefan comes by everyday but I don't want to see him. I want him to bring Damon but he keeps telling me that Damon has moved on. I believe him, that's why I get mad. I don't want to , was i Stefan but I do. Everyone leaves. I look out my window and I see Jeremy's car pull up. Usually it would mean he was home from school and would have more work to add to the ever growing pile on my desk that I haven't done in over a year. This time is different though, this time he left in the middle of the night and only left me a note. I read it again as I shake my head.

For you Lena. I'll try anything. He still loves you.

I don't look back at the window when I hear the car doors close. I close my eyes and picture Damon. Those blue eyes that could tell exactly what I was thinking before I even knew. His black hair that was so soft and smelled like the ocean. The way his arms were so strong and protective around me. I miss waking up next to him. He used to sneak in my window and just hold me. God, it's almost like I can actually feel his arms around me right now. I keep my eyes closed but strangely enough I can feel myself being carried to my bed. I open my eyes and see those blue eyes looking down at me.

"Elena. I...I'm here. I'm sorry I wasn't before. It'll be okay gorgeous."

I push away from him. "Damon?" His eyes are wary now. I shake my head and I stand up. "You...you left. Stefan said you left. He said you moved on. He said..."

"Elena. I can explain. Please baby, sit with me."

"NO!" I hold my hands out in front of me and he stops walking towards me. I shake my head some more. "It's wrong Damon. You and Me, we're wrong. You left, everyone leaves."

"Elena, I'm sorry. I came back...for you. I came back because you need me and babe I need you too. I'm sorry it took this long but..."

I walk up and shove him backwards. "Shut up Damon!" I hear footsteps run to the door but he holds up his hand and they stop. "You're not here. This isn't real. Oh God, I've lost it. I...You're not here." I close my eyes and start to pace. No, he can't be real. This has to be just like how I thought I saw my mom earlier, she told me Damon loved me but it wasn't real. Now I'm imagining him here, telling me everything I've always wanted him to. "It's not real. You're not really here."

"Elena. Look at me. Baby girl open your eyes." I open my eyes and he slowly walks up to me. "I. Am. Here." He says each word slowly and I shake my head.

"No." I whisper the word and run into the bathroom. I quickly lock the door and lock Jeremy's door too.

BANG!

"Elena! Open the God damned door!" It's Ric's voice. I shake my head as the tears start to fall. Damon was never here. He was never here. He left me. I fall to the floor and pull my knees up to my chest. I can hear voices on the other side of my door but I can't make them out.

BANG!

"Elena. I swear to God if you don't open this door I'm busting it in!" I don't move. I hear the voices again and I hear footsteps go down the stairs.

After a few minutes I see a piece of paper slide under the door. I pick it up and read the words.

I'm still here Lena.

I shake my head. It can't be Damon. I see a pen roll under the door and I pick it up slowly. I decide to give in to my hallucinations.

Prove it Damon.

I slide the paper and pen back under the door.

I'm sorry for what you saw between Andie and I. I didn't mean to have sex with her. I was drunk and it was a mistake.

The paper and pen slide back under the door. This was a mistake. I throw them at my door and open Jeremy's. I start running down the stairs and out the door. I ignore my name being called behind me. The memories are too much. It hurts, everything hurts. The pain from 5 years ago it's back in full force. I see it all as if it's in slow motion.

I had told Damon I was late and that Caroline bought me a test. It came out negative, thank God since we were both way too young and we had only been with each other once. It had been my first time but I knew it hadn't been Damon's. He was the infamous older Salvatore. The next morning I ran over to his house to tell him but he didn't answer the door. I knew Stefan was at Matt's house so I used the spare key under the mat. I walked up to Damon's room and heard their voices inside.

"You need to go. Now Andie."

"Oh come on Damon. You know you had fun. I'm so much better than that runt Elena Gilbert. I've heard the rumors Damon."

I throw open the door and lock eyes with him. He looked sorry but I didn't buy it. I should have known, this was what Damon Salvatore was known for. Fucking girls and leaving them. I threw the test at him and walked back down the stairs. I heard him call after me but only stopped when he grabbed my arm. I yanked away from him. "Go back upstairs and have your fun Damon. I guess I was just another knotch in your bedpost huh. Boy was I dumb when you told me you loved me. Good bye Damon."

I walked out and never looked back.

I kept on walking now just like I had then. Maybe if I'd looked back I would have seen Damon. Both times, past and present, looking at me and begging me with his eyes to stay. Maybe I would have seen the love he had and still has for me. But I don't look back. I just keep walking. I reach into my pocket and pull out the razor I grabbed from the bathroom. Maybe this is the only way to make it stop.