DISCLAIMER: The usual... i don't own anything concerning TVD except my imagination for this story...
AN/1: Hi everyone, this is my first TVD fanfic. And since i love Delena, so i chose to write on them. It'll be a bit ansgty at times. I post it in the M section, coz u never know with those tow...things can happen.
AN/2: And i would like to point out, that english is not my first language, but i'm learning with all the fanfics i'm reading. And if someone is willing to be my Beta, let met know.
AN/3: I know the chapter are short, but i hope it will be longer as the stories goes...
cheers
Chrystele
Absence makes the heart grow fonder
Chapter 1
Twirling a glass of his favourite bourbon in his hands while the fire cracked in the living room, he was lost in his thoughts. Thoughts of his life before and after 1864 invaded his mind.
He thought about the woman - or should he say crazy bitch - who changed his life forever. He went back to this time where he thought she was his everything; hell he even spent 145 years waiting to free her while the bitch was outside enjoying life and mocking him.
He smiled a sad smile when he thought about that. The woman changed everything for him, not only was he a vampire now but he also lost his only family; his brother.
Sure, Stephan was still alive – well as alive a vampire could be – but the relationship wasn't the same. And it didn't help that they have a tendency to fall in love with the same women...all the fucking time.
The Katherine episode should have warned him, but no, he had to fall for her; sweet and innocent Elena. A human Elena, who happened to be the exact replica of Katherine! How fucked up is this?
At first he thought that he was attracted because of her resemblance with Katherine. Then he thought they were sort of friends. And then he realised that he loved her.
It was too late for him. He tried to leave many times, but he found himself back in Mystic Falls, back in the Boarding house and back in their lives...yes their lives...
Sigh. He was pathetic, he thought. Not only was he in love with the girl but he cared for her friends. When did this happen?
He tried to remember how and when Damon Salvatore became the one to care. After a while, he realised that it was Elena who changed him. She made him a better man.
He sighed again. He was so screwed.
Getting up from the couch to fill his glass with more bourbon, he made a grimace when he heard the low moan from upstairs.
Yes. He was definitely screwed if he was willingly staying here when his dear brother and the woman he love were going at it right now.
He drank in one go the bourbon then made his way in his room where he will try to sleep with his iPod in his ears.
Morning came by way too fast for Damon.
Groaning, he unplugged his iPod and made his way to his shower. He had to make a decision about his life. Staying here was pure torture for him. He had to go away. Away from everything and everyone he now cared. He had to find himself again.
This time he will leave without listening to his heart urging him to come back. He had to; for his sanity.
After hearing Stephan and Elena making love last night and many nights before, he realised that Elena was right when she said that it would always be Stephan. Not him. Never him!
He swallowed thickly at the thought of him always being second best in everything and for everyone.
Oh, how he missed his mother. At least she loved him unconditionally when she was alive. He felt cherished and loved at that time. But now things were different. Nobody wanted him around.
He had to leave.
He will leave.
Soon.
Yes very soon.
Making his way downstairs, he realised that pretty everyone of the so called gang was in his living room, even doggy.
He didn't bother saying hello and just went to his bottles.
"Well hello Damon", he heard Alaric said sarcastically.
Alaric. He was a sort of friend. They both cared for each other; recent events proved him that at least. Damon looked back at him with a serious expression and realised that Ric was his only friend. If he was honest with himself, he would admit that he was his only friend since he became a vampire.
"Hi" he said back while looking at the blond man only.
"Gee, you could be polite and say hi to us also you know".
That was Caroline. He would not admit it even if he was tortured, but he liked the girl...when she shut her mouth. Well you can't get everything you want right. He would know!
"Well I would have been polite and say hi to you if you did too. But seeing as Ric was the only one to acknowledge my presence here, he's the only one I want to say hi to" he replied without emotion.
"You're that important to us Damon. We didn't even see you until Ric address you. See?" the witch said sarcastically.
He didn't show it, but her words sting. It hurts when Bonnie confirmed what he already knew; his presence and his existence here was not important.
He didn't bother saying anything. They didn't matter.
"Wow. No sarcastic comment? No witty come-back? This is new" she continued.
"You're not high on my list for me to bother with you, so..." he said before turning his back to go in the basement, to take some blood bags.
"What's with him?" Elena asked.
She noticed that he was acting weird lately. Since the fight with Klaus, he spent less time with them and was always confined in his room. He barely talked to anyone, except Ric.
He wasn't even bothering her lately. There were no more banter, no more smirk in her directions and no more sexual allusions at all. She kind of missed it.
"Don't know. Don't try to understand him right now Elena. This is Damon we're talking about. It could be anything or nothing at all" Stephan replied with a small smile.
She only nodded.
