When I drag my brother back from the edge and deliver him to you I want you to remember the things you felt while he was gone
How has this happened? When and why? None of it made any sense. None of it. Damon was Damon. A killer. That was he had always been and always would be. He wasn't the hero he'd even said it himself.
He'd turned Vicki. He was the reason she was dead. He'd tried to kill Jeremy. He'd tried to turn me.
He did it because he loves you
I can't lose you
I love you Elena.
I worry about you why do you even have to hear me say it?
You won't.
His words echoed in my head.
My lips burning with the words I wanted so badly to say back.
I love you too Damon.