Come Home Chapter 1

Elena

As I walked around Mystic Falls for what had to have been the hundredth time, it didn't in the slightest bit changed how I felt; hollow and empty.

Four years ago, after I had become a vampire and learned to control it, things became… out of hand. The only good side was that Klaus, Rebekah, and that bastard Shane are out of our lives. I cannot believe I ever saw any good in him…

The gist of it was that Shane said he could make me human without Klaus' sword, which was what me, Stefan and Damon tried to complete. A lot happened four years ago… Stefan and I had a fall out after his return and Damon… well… was Damon. It was what I loved most about him.

He was the main reason I broke up with Stefan all those years ago. He taught me how to be a vampire, how to be confident. And before I was a vampire, I still felt a love for him that threatened to rise over Stefan. I told him that if I had met him first, then things would be… different. It was only after the change and transition that I realized the truth; Damon had erased my memories. Not once but twice.

The first time being when I was sixteen when I met him on a road and he said I wanted to live a life of excitement. He said that night that he would've liked to get to know me, but his heart belonged to someone else. That someone being my doppelganger; Katherine. The second time was when Katherine made an appearance trying to ruin my life, and he erased my memories of saying that he loved me. Either way, he felt something for me or his reason for it was to protect my relationship with Stefan even though a year later, that wouldn't even matter.

After all the memories came back, I realized how much happiness he had sacrificed just so that I could be alive. I started to understand him better and I eventually started to love him more than Stefan, which led to the break-up. Then came Jeremy with his moment as one of the Hunters and he comforted me through that whole time. Admitting my feelings for him stunned him a lot, but he said he would never had dreamed of it. We eventually gave in to each other that night… it was passionate, hot, and physical… I swear his touch and lips were amazing. Soft and smooth, yet firm and strong. And his blood… it tasted so well and addicting that I could barely contain myself. It was by far the most amazing night of my life… and the night when I knew that I would want him with me forever.

But we soon learned that he was my sire and his blood was responsible for making me a vampire. Damon soon had grown depressed from that news, believing the love we had wasn't real and that his emotions were manipulating mine. But Tyler had said that was not the case and that a sire bond doesn't control our emotions and just means we have to obey our sire. But Damon still couldn't go with it, because in his heart, he couldn't have the will to have me love him while sired with his blood. Finally, even though it broke his heart to do so, he told me to go back to Stefan.

And then Stefan died trying to bring me back as a human… and Damon wasn't the same ever since. He left without even saying goodbye. Katherine told me it was because he felt as if he let me and himself down and that he couldn't protect me… and now I am in all sense alone talking to myself.

Screw it…

I decided to pay a visit to those that mattered most; my friends.

Damon

As I walked through the forests of northern Oregon, I couldn't help but feel the anxiety. Ever since Stefan had died, I had decided to make myself eat as a vegetarian and be the man Stefan had wanted as a brother…

Stefan… there were so many times where that stubborn prick had gotten on my nerves with his self-righteous ass. And he got everything… the love of Katherine, our father and even… even Elena.

God, it had been four years and her eyes still toyed with my mind.

Even though she was a copy of Katherine, she had been different from Katherine in more ways than one. While Kat was manipulative and a survivalist, Elena was compassionate, loving, and self-sacrificial. She would even give her life to save me, a man that didn't even deserve her love…

But it didn't mean I hadn't craved it. Ever since I had talked with her in the bar after my visit in Mystic Falls, she had been etched into my heart forever. How long had it been where I wanted to touch her, to caress her and taste her cherry and honey sweet breath? Too long.

When Stefan left, I think it was the best time of my life. I kept watch over Elena and grew close… very close. We had a lot of moments and there was one that was most special. But she eventually chose Stefan, saying if we had met first then maybe… maybe.

And when she became a vampire, I had helped her through the problems, not Stefan and I guess… that I was the problem because of one factor; she loved me. She had admitted that and on that night… we gave into each other. She was mine, and I was hers. Four years later and I can still her hear rough and heavy breathing, her firm and soft bosom. And most of all; the way she had moaned my name and repeated how she loved me. It was a passionate night that lasted all night all the way to the mid-morning. Hell she skipped an hour of school just to be with me. For the first time in a long ass time… I was happy.

And then Stefan dropped the S-bomb and told me that we were bonded by sirement. I couldn't believe him until I told her to do one thing and she did it. And so I swore to Stefan that I wouldn't rest until the sire bond was broken. What I failed to tell him was that she was going to be with me instead of him. But when that bastard Shane murdered Stefan, lying about there being a cure, I couldn't handle it. If I couldn't protect my own flesh and blood, how could I defend the woman I had loved and given my heart to?

And so I left… did a lot of soul searching with witches and what not. Gave up eating human blood for a while and have since been in the northwest. Undisturbed, unbothered, I lived with the fact of knowing she was safe.

Until now when an all too familiar vampire just showed up. "The hell do you want Katherine?" I scowled. With closed eyes.

"To talk," She said in that same stuck-up voice, making me turn. She still looked the same, with her curly hair and dark clothes and stiletto heels.

How the fuck was I ever attracted to her? I asked myself.

"What is it?" I asked shoving my hands into my black jeans. "Elena," She said to me in a simple monotone. The moment she said the name I felt my heart race in panic.

"What happened to her? Is she hurt?" I asked her in a hasty voice. She held a hand up. "Relax Damon, she is not hurt, but as you know it's her birthday tomorrow and you should visit her."

I looked down feeling the old pain come back. "No… I can't…" I said in barely a whisper. "Oh for God's sake Damon, get your damn head out of the wallow!" She growled.

I snarled at her. "Fuck you, Katherine."

"God knows that's not what you want." She glared and her expression softened. "Why do you not want to go back to her?"

"Because she is not safe with me around her," I told her. "She is never safe. No one is Damon. That is the thing about following your heart." She whispered cupping my cheek softly. I looked into her eyes and saw that for once there was no hard look in her eyes. They were soft. "Who the hell gave you a change course?" I asked sarcastically.

"Let's just say a young lady who I've gotten to know needs your presence." She said simply and kindly.

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