I had to get away from him. I felt used. I gave myself to him, to the one I love, but all I ever was to him, was her… I put down her picture, and without thinking I took off the vervain necklace he gave me. I didn't want anything to do with him anymore. I ran out of the Salvatore boarding house faster then I thought possible and jumped into my car.
How could he do this to me? I thought as I sped down the road. He said he loved me. Was that a lie? Had he only wanted me because I look like Katherine? And how is that possible?
My mind was all over the place, trying to make sense of the situation. At first, I didn't even notice the man standing in the middle of the road until it was too late.
I slammed on the brake and turned the wheel as hard as I could, hitting the man and flipping my car in the process. I was going to die. Was this some twisted way of fate telling me I should have died in the car crash with my parents?
The car flipped over three times before it finally stopped. But I wasn't dead.. I was upside down, just as the car was, but I was alive. But I couldn't breath. I froze for a second, wondering why I couldn't. An instant later I coughed up a piece of glass from the smashed windshield. I gasped for air and couldn't help but cry a little as I put my hands on the roof of the car.
It's true, I wasn't dead, but my car was totaled, I was probably concussed, and the inside of my throat was scraped up. Bad day…
I stared out the glassless window to find the man I hit laying in the road. Oh god, what have i - just then there was movement. But the way this man was moving wasn't human. He seemed to be cracking his bones back into place.
A small whimper escaped my mouth as I struggled to undo my seat belt. Whatever this thing was continued to crack and pick itself up as I tried to escape. He was on his feet moments later, and coming for me. It was no use. I was trapped as he reached me. I let out a scream as he bent down to get me. But then he was gone.
What in the.. I moved forward a little to see if he had really gone. He hadn't. he was back in a flash, ready to finish me off. I screamed again, and turned away, knowing he was about to kill me.
"How you doin in there?" relief flooded through me at the sound of his voice.
"Damon," I whimpered. I was safe.
"You look stuck," he said.
"It's my seat belt," I cried. "I can't get it – " Damon stood and pushed open the door as if it were no big deal.
"I'm gonna get you out of here. I want you to put your hands on the roof," he told me. I immediately obeyed. "Just like that," he said soothingly. "Ready?" I nodded. "One.. two.." On three he had me out of the car and in his arms. I was completely limp. "Are you okay? Can you stand? Is anything broken?"
"mm – mm." I shook my head, answering all three of his questions. Suddenly my feet were on the ground. I tried to stand, but my feet gave out instantly. Damon helped me keep my balance, and I let him hold me up, not caring about how close he was to me.
"You're fading fast, Elena," he said to me. "Elena, look at me. Focus." He placed his pointer finger under my chin and his thumb on my bottom lip. "Look at me." Until then I hadn't even realized my eyes were closed.
I opened them and focused on Damon's beautiful angelic face. There was something in his eyes that told he was safe. That he cared. I wanted to tell him that I was okay. That whatever thing was after me was gone now. That there was nothing to worry about. But I only heard myself say four words.
"I look like her." Then there was nothing but blackness.