Hey guys, thanks for stopping by to take a look at this Fic, I've decided to write a FanFic on Elena and who she will choose, either Damon, or Stefan. It's a work in progress and as you will see it will start with one of the brothers relationship with her then the next which shall be continued in my next chapter, which I will get around to as soon as I can. But for now i Hope you guys enjoy :)
Making her way down the darkened street which was dimly lit by the lamp posts in the surrounding area, Elena had finally did it, she had made her way outside without anyone calling her back or being dragged back by Damon. She had sent a message to Stefan telling him all about how she would be staying in tonight with Jeremy to have some much needed bonding time with him, his reply was that he believed her. Damon on the other hand wasn't so convinced to the idea. He wanted to know more, he demanded to know what it is they would be doing, his overprotective side seeping through so Jeremy and Stefan would call it, Elena knew different. She knew that was only part of it but the other part was that Damon knew her too well, more then she knew her own self, this frightened her sometimes. He knew that when she decided on something quickly that she was only up to something, he had been right but she wasn't going to let him know it.
Elena the corner walking towards the woods, she knew that even though it was starting to get late she still needed to get away, from everything and everyone. She needed to see someone, that someone no one else could, and for that she needed to get to the cemetery. Adjusting her bag on her right shoulder as her foot touched the woods earth. She gazed around whilst walking, smiling softly to herself as she noticed the sun was shining in the sky, also noticing it was low in the sky meaning it would start to be getting dark in a few hours. Taking in a deep breath through her nose she started about walking a little quicker through the woods, needing to walk through them to get to the cemetery situated at the back, slowly releasing the breath through her mouth as she began getting deeper inside the woods.
After a few minutes Elena stood before two large, rusty, iron gates, with the word "Mystic Falls Cemetery" engraved into the iron. Reaching up with her right hand, she curled her slender fingers around one of the rusted bars pushing it forward. As the stiff rusted gates screech open Elena slowly walked inside, leaving the gate open behind her. She weaved in and around the many new and old headstones, finally reaching the one she had once spent mostly all of her time at, kneeling in front of it. She had seen some wild flowers growing in the grass close to the grave, so she decided to lean over and pull them up placing them lightly and horizontally in front of the headstone, before gazing at the engravings. Turning her body, Elena sat down and lay her back up against the headstone, as she began speaking in a low soft tone almost like a whisper to her parents, her mom mostly. Telling her about everything that had happened, her feeling for not only Stefan but now Damon, and of how she had to make the decision. Her mom was always good with that sort of thing, even though she knew nothing would become of her doing this, she needed to get it off her chest, knowing somewhere her parents were listening.
The time passing without her knowing so, Elena had closed her eyes for what she thought was only a brief time when really it was a few hours. She awoke to her small body being shaken lightly, and her name being said a few times. She knew that voice but for some reason couldn't think of whom it belonged to, it was velvet and warm with a cold outer edge mixed in with slight seductiveness. Elena opened her eyes sitting up, seeing nothing but the figure close to her crouched down to her level. His face pale in their dark surroundings. The light had faded with the pale, grey blue sky taken over by a darkened blue and purple night's sky.
"...the hell are you doing here, Elena? Do you understand what time it is? What are you thinking being here, and alone." Damon's demanding voice questioned her.
It was of course Damon, Elena had been wrong to think that he would believe her message. She could just make out in the darkness he was unimpressed, furious for a fact, his oceanic blue orbs had changed to pure black, as black as the night. She slowly stood up as she watched him.
"What does it look like I'm doing here, Damon? Because to me it looks pretty obvious" Elena was used to Damon's ways, of how he would get annoyed at anything he wasn't involved in.
Damon looked her over for a few short seconds as Elena's words sunk in, before leaning over and curling her strong hand around her slender upper arm pulling her small body to his as he started to walk back towards the gate.
"We are leaving." His tone sharp as ice, and his words final, he refused to look back at her as he pulled her along.
"Wha- Damon!" Elena 's slightly shocked tone, as she tried to come up with words to stop him knowing it wouldn't work and that he wasn't in the mood. Yet that didn't stop her from trying to pull her arm free from his iron tight grasp.
When Damon and Elena reached the what she believed to be the centre of the woods, not too far in not too far out, part Damon finally released his hold on her upper arm and walked to one of the fallen tree trunks, swiftly sitting down on it he gaze locked on her form. Elena stood there gazing over at him he was like the black night in his Leather black pant, black jeans, and black boots, his longish black hair slightly messed upon his head but it still made him look attractive as he always was. She lightly swallowed as the silence continued starting to hurt her ears.
"If I told you, you wouldn't have let me come.." Her voice slightly quietly but getting to the point.
"If I had known you were coming here I would have let you, Elena but instead you just lied about it" His tone matter of fact like.
"Not alone, you would have followed me, you have to let me do things for myself Damon I have my own mind" As Elena spoke she shook her head, knowing her words were right. She moved her gaze from him to look up at the twinkling stars which were lightly glowing in the dark sky.
Damon had even nodded his head in agreement with her words, as he slowly and gracefully rose from where he was sitting, to walk towards her, placing his strong hand lightly on her cheek making her return her soft gaze to him once getting it he placed his other hand on her free cheek, gazing into her dark eyes. Elena could now see that what once only a few minutes was dark black eyes, were now the oceanic blue orbs she always knew. She felt an electric surge of energy from his touch, one she had felt many times from him.
"I was worried, okay? I didn't know where you were, and I sensed something was up, if I had known that was where you wanted to go..."His voice soft, as he spoke to her as it trailed off.
Elena had tried to take her gaze away from his failing each time, she lifted her slender hand and lightly placed them around his wrists slowly nodding her head to his words.
"I know...I'm sorry, I just felt I needed this.." She spoke in response to his words in her own soft tone.
Elena could feel Damon's body slowly starting to relax as her hands touched his skin. This was the Damon she had fallen for, the gentle protective and caring Damon. Though he could be hard to find sometimes, Elena just had that special touch to find that part within him and pull it out. She began to lean a little into the palm of his warm strong hands, feeling comforted by him. He could sense this about her as he started to slowly caress one of her soft rose coloured cheeks, whilst moving his other hand to lightly tuck some of her long dark hair behind her ear, hearing very clearly how her heartbeat started to quicken just a little.