Hello TVD fans, so this is my first attempt at a VD fic. I had hated how at the end of The Return... Elena breaks Damon's heart by repeating what Katherine tells him about the way she felt about him. Anyways, so I re-wrote it... Hope you like and please, please, please REVIEW...
Elena can feel the tenseness in her body as the events of today have taken such a huge toll on her… too many things are happening and though Damon here makes her feel safe, him upset, can't be at all a good thing. He's acting odd and different, not his usual self. And then it dawns on her, oh god… "Have you been drinking?"
He looks up and she sees the pain for a brief second in his blue tormented eyes as he gestures that yes, he has been.
Damon stares and thinks back to the painful conversation he just had with Katherine, what was it about himself that made all the women he fell for, fall into his brother's arms…
Her heart begins to pound so loud she's sure it won't go unnoticed to him, but she tries and pull herself together, because she knows he needs her, a friend… "And you're upset, that's not a good combination…"
If you only knew, he thought wryly.
She shakes her head in realization, something happened tonight, something really bad and it's got Damon here in front of her hanging on by a thin thread…
He interrupts her thoughts, "No… I'm not upset; upset is an emotion specific to those who care…" and I unfortunately care about you… more than you'll ever know, he thinks.
This exposed Damon in front of her is not the man she knows, he's better than this, so she tries to reassure him of that, "Come on Damon, that's a lie, you care…"
He's silent for a moment and then she suddenly sees how he seems to be standing at the precipice of falling into a whole and lose himself… where she's sure that if he does she won't be able to reach him.
He can hear her heartbeat strong, its pulsing through her with uncertainty which can only reassure of what he wants her to admit to him is true… so he pushes her, "You're surprised I thought you'd kiss me back… you can't imagine that I'd believe that you'd want to…"
"Damon…" is all she's able to say, he's taking this conversation somewhere that she's not ready to confront. Not now… not yet if ever. I have to think of Stefan and I can't be Katherine to them.
He continues to push; "That what we've been doing here, means something…" he's waiting for her reaction, and hears her beat rising.
Please don't go there, please don't, she begs to herself.
"You're the liar Elena!" anger begins to brew inside him and he can't control it… he wants her, he wants to touch her, feel her close, he needs it, "there's something going on between us and you know it… and you're lying to me, and you're lying to Stefan, and most of all you're lying to yourself…"
He's now before her and she can feel that she doesn't have the strength to disagree… he's pushing her and heart and body are responding to his words.
"I can prove it…" and his lips collide with hers. He could feel the warmness of her lips disturb that part of him inside that only belongs to her. It feels right and that fact that she doesn't immediately fight him only makes him want more.
The rush of electricity that runs through her surprises her but at the same time, not so much. There's always been a fire between them that she'd been trying to deny, and she hates Damon for knowing her all too well. So she tries to muster restraint, "Damon don't… what's wrong with you…"
"Lie about this…" he challenges trying to kiss her again, but she can't let him know what she knows now feels true.
"Stop it, you're better than this, come on…" She's trying to hold on to strength for her and for him.
"That's where you're wrong…" a flash of rage comes over him once more as Katherine's rejection fills him, he needs Elena to be true to him, and he needs it now.
"No, no, no…" God but she knows she's saying no, not to tell him to stop, but because if he continues she won't be able to stop herself. "Damon, I care about you, listen to me, I care about you… I do but…" and she sees the vulnerability in his eyes and it begins to tear her into a million pieces.
He takes half a step back for a moment waiting for her to break what's left of his feeble heart after what Katherine admitted to him.
She recognizes the look that crosses his face, its defeat and he's standing there waiting, like a gentleman for her to make his world come crashing down. In that moment, she realizes she can't do that to him.
So she steps forward running her hands over his emotionally beaten arms, caressing his neck, entwining her fingers in his hair and pulls him down to her… She meant it to be a tender meaningful kiss, but the moment their lips met, she wanted him with a passion she didn't understand…
Damon froze for a moment, yes he wanted this to happen, but it couldn't be he must have drunk himself to sleep because this just can't be true… it's impossible.
She molds her body to his and he reacts to that, dream or not he thought, he'd rather enjoy it…
Jeremy accidently passes by and notices them kissing, he shakes his head and just walks away. After all, it's none of his business…
Her need for breath, makes her pull back, "Damon…" she breathes against his soft lips. He opens his eyes, and the blue intensity of them makes her gasp.
He realizes that this is not a dream as a mixture of guilt and desire passes over her chocolate brown eyes… "I'm sorry…" he whispers against her lips, "I'm drunk and I shouldn't have done this, you deserve better than this…"
"Damon don't…" she graces his face with her finger, "I agree that you didn't really do this right, but…" she pauses, "but you're right about what's between us…"
He smirked his trademark seductive grin then smiled apologetically… "I should go…" he leaned to kiss her on the cheek, before walking off, but she stops him…
"Wait…" he turns around to face her, "something happened tonight that brought you to this… tell me what happened…"
He looks down at her hand in his, and shakes his head, "I don't wanna talk about it… just go to sleep Elena…"
She wants to argue with him, but she can tell that he's just now pulling himself together. He had shown up because he needed to prove something, and apparently whatever it was he'd wanted, he'd gotten.
She lets go of his hand and slips into bed, she gazes at him with love and asks, "Stay…?"
"I don't think that's a good idea…" He stares at her pleading eyes and he knows he's not going to say no. So he walks over to the bed slowly, as if giving her time to change her mind but she just waits patiently.
He lies on the bed with her and she snuggles against him, resting her head on his chest… "You okay…?" she asks.
"I am now…" He smiles kissing the top of her head, and they both drift to sleep.
