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My Living Dream

Summary: He was real. Despite what everyone said, Damon was not just a childhood imaginary friend. He was there for every scraped knee, for every tear, and he was her ultimate source of laughter. And now, she need him more then ever.

Prologue:

Fangs bared, the cruel man bit into her neck, ripping apart the flesh. Tears fell down her face, the pain was unbearable. But she wouldn't scream. She wouldn't give this demon the satisfaction that he was torturing her.

She could feel the blood leaving her body, She was going faint. Her breathing became shallow, and everything began to blur. Where was her Savior? Why wasn't he here? He couldn't be just a figment of her imagination, he had to be real. He had saved her from so many things – why wasn't he hear now, for this one last time.

The monster released her imprisoned neck to take an animalistic breath. She could see her own blood running down his face, the veins around his eyes that looked as though they wanted to break free from his skin. He laughed and returned to his dinner, biting into the artery located in her throat. She gasped at the fresh, new pain, releasing a mangled sob.

Please, please come, she thought.

- ~ MLD ~ -

He drove as fast as he could to the lavish mansion on the other side of town. The mansion of the monster. The beast who had kidnapped the one thing he loved the most.

Elena.

He let out a growl and slammed harder down on the break, willing his car to break the speedometer. He had promised her he would be there. Promised. And now he was breaking his word to her, to the small girl who cried when she scrapped her knee. To the confused pre-teen who refused to smile because she hated her braces. To the beautiful and elegant woman who he had given his soul, his world to since he laid eyes on her. She was in the arms of a monster, and it was all his fault.

He willed his car to drive faster.

Please, please let there be enough time, he thought. Let me save her.

Hello everyone! thank you for stopping by! I hope you enjoyed this first chapter of, My Living Dream! This is my first story, so please read and review! Any comment or thought you have is much appreciated! I should have the actual first chapter up in the next couple of days. And I have a question:

Which would you rather I do? Chronological order or flashbacks?

Each one will cause the story to flow differently, so I would like to hear your opinion!

I hope you enjoyed this and I look forward to hearing from you soon!

~Victoria