AN: Vampire Diaries is my new addiction. Aha :) I love Damon and Elena, who is what this fic is on, I guess. So, D/E. =)
Title: Redemption
Pairing: Damon/Elena
Genre: Angst/Romance
Every day, another one wasted
Every day, You get up and face it
Every day, is a chance for redemption
Every day, Every day
Damon took a deep breath and it took everything in him not to bite her right there. Her aroma, it was like a drug. He hated it, the feeling of weakness. It made him feel vulnerable, as though he was going to drop right there. If he still had blood within him, it would be pulsing through his veins like the waters crashing onto the sandy beaches of Mystic Falls (at least, the beaches that laid there decades ago).
It has been much too long since he has felt this. Maybe he felt it once before, when he was human. He would never admit it to his brother, but he envied him. He envied the fact that his brother could stand living in this damn village, able to converse with humans without even the slightest chance of biting them. He would call him so many things, all of them far from the truth: weak, soft, spineless (ironically, they all described himself).
She knew exactly what he was, yet her she was. He wanted desperately to ask her, why. She has Stefan, who was perfect in pretty much every way possible.
He forgot about her scent for once and asked, "Why are you here?"
She stared at him for a moment. It was one of those moments that he remembered and locked up in his mind forever (because he could actually live that long).
They both stayed silent for a while as she pondered her answer.
"Damon… I want you to change".
He stood there, unable to speak. Not once, in the decades that he has lived has somebody taken the time to tell him to change. Not even Stefan. But the truth was, he wanted to change. He didn't want people to be scared of him, he didn't want to end lives just because he needed the blood. He was weak; and the truth was that he didn't want to kill because he was a vampire.
Maybe it was at that exact moment, with her hand intertwined in his, that he decided what he really wanted. But he knew that he couldn't do it here in Mystic Falls. Not with Stefan and Elena here. It was inevitable, that he would have to leave Elena here.
"I know. I think I will. But I can't do it here" he answered.
He had the comforting feeling that she understood him when he felt her squeeze his hand. He knew that somehow, things would be okay.
He gave her a hug, again ignoring the aroma that she had. This was probably the last time that he would see her for a long time. They have these moments, these endless moments that should mean absolutely nothing but instead mean everything. He lets her go, and she stares at him questionably before walking away.
Damon walks away from her, alone. Not daring to look back. The road to redemption can be filled with loneliness and temptation. But somehow, he knew that he would get through this. Because for once, he has something to come back home to.
Siege in internal boundaries,
I won't see it out the hardest times are for
The hardest ones that make the piece fit,
the l o n g e s t lies are told
When lonely hearts won't stay to fight it
AN: That was my first Vampire Diaries fic, hopefully it was good. Reviews? ;) Lyrics belong to Ten Second Epic, a freaking AMAZING band.
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