This is actually my very first real Delena story. I've only published an One Shot of Damon's death in the past. I hope it will work out and I will get to actually finish it without having problems(like running out of ideas). This chapter is just a taste of the story and I've already planned out a lot of the things that I actually want to see happening in the rest of the chapters...I'll do my best to keep the story good. Please be nice and review. It's important to me because it's like the first time I'm really writing and I want to hear your opinions. Thank you guys xxx
The black haired woman took a sip of her coffe before her eyes focused on her friend again.
"Are you sure you're making the right decision?" Miranda asked and placed her long hair behind her ear, before her hand reached for the other woman's.
"I'm sure." Sarah didn't like the idea of moving either. She spent the last 8 years of her life in this little town called Mystic Falls. It was the place, where she and her son had found a home, with people who cared about them. This town however, hasn't always been a home to her. She could still remember her first days there. She was a complete stranger and she had to stand on her own feet, and be strong for her unborn child's shake. These memories, combined with other ones of her past, were still haunting her...he was haunting her. Because he was the reason she got in this town in the first place. Moving away from Mystic Falls was her only option in order to completely leave her past behind and start over. She and and her son deserved this after everything they've been through.
"I need to do this Miranda. I need to start fresh. This town is a reminder of why I got here. While I'm here, I keep on living in the past and this needs to stop, because my son needs a mother who's devoted to him. Not one that is afraid of her own shadow." Her gaze fell on the seven year old boy with the raven black hair. She took in the image of him entertaining Miranda's - 2 years younger - daughter, Elena.
"Does he even know?" Miranda had a concerned look on her face but it vanished when Sarah nodded at her and then looked back at her son. She knew that her son wasn't pleased at one bit to hear the news, and the reason was basically his friend. Miranda hated it too that Damon and Elena had to be separated like that. These two had grown up together. They had never spent a day without eachother's company. It was only natural that saying goodbye would be hard.
Damon noticed the way his mother was looking at him and he ran to her with a cure grin on his face that was reaching his ocean blue eyes.
"Hey baby. Are you having a good time?" She gave him a sweet smile.
"Yes." The boy said with a boyish voice. "But mommy...is it tonight that I have to say goodbye to Elena?" He pouted at her.
"Yes baby." She stroke his cheek gently and fixed his hair.
"But why can't she come with us? I promise that I will be with her all the time and I won't let anything happen to her." Sarah smiled at the inoscent way her son was thinking. She looked at Miranda who was smiling at Damon in the exact same way.
"Oh sweetie, Elena can't come with us. She needs to stay here with her mommy." Sarah explained with a voice like silk.
"Damon baby, come here" The boy rushed to go sit on Miranda's lap. "You will be visiting us any time you want." She said as she held her in her arms and placed a kiss on his hair. "I know you're not happy that you're leaving but think about all the new friends you're gonna make in Denver. Think of it as a new big adventure." The boy started thinking about it.
"And when we're settled there, we might also get a puppy. You always wanted one right?" Damon was smart though and he knew his mother was trying to get his mind off of the fact that he had to leave his friend behind.
"But I'm still gonna be missing Elena." He shot back at them.
"Sweetie we're gonna miss you too." But Damon decided that he didn't want to waste another minute of the time he had left with Elena, so he ran back to her.
"What's going on?" The tiny girl with the long brown hair asked.
"I want to tell you something. But I don't want you to be sad."
"I heard. You're leaving, aren't you?" The little girl sighed. "And I won't see you again?" They had the same sad look on their faces.
"That's not true. We will see eachother again..I promise." He pulled her into a tight hug and the girl put her little arms around her friend. When they pulled away she took his hand and placed something in it. Damon took a look at it and saw a little bracelet and chuckled when he realized it was a girly one.
"Why are you laughing? It's a gift Damon." The girl said a little annoyed with her friend's reaction.
"Thank you. I can't wear it because I'm a boy...but I can keep it in my pocket." He smiled and she did the same.
"Don't be silly. I didn't give it to you to wear it. I gave it to you because I don't want you to forget me."
"Don't worry. I will not." He promised her.
"Do you pinky swear?"
"I pinky swear." And they entangled their little fingers.
Their mothers watched them silently and they just started to realize how tough this was going to be on both kids. Damon and Elena were friends since the very first day Elena was born. When she grew up a little bit and Damon was already 4 he would spend hours with her trying to make her smile, instead of playing with Jeremy, Elena's older brother. The little girl had no idea what a Damon-less life - or even day - was, because they were always together.
After Sarah finished her coffee she helped her son put on his jacket. That was it. They were leaving Mystic Falls behind.
"Miranda thank you for everything you did for us. We will never forget you and your beautiful family." The two women pulled eachother into a tight hug. Never had Sarah realized, how much she had bonded with Miranda until that very moment, that they were saying goodbye.
"We won't forget you either. We're gonna miss you and Damon." The woman pulled back first and saw her friend hurrying to wipe away the tear that had just rolled down her cheek.
"Come on Damon. We've got to go." She looked down to her son. The boy took his mather's hand and they started walking away from the Gilbert house. Damon looked back to see his friend for one last time and they smiled to eachother saying a silent goodbye.
8 years later:
Miranda was looking at her friend in disbelief. She couldn't bring herself to get used to the fact that Sarah had cancer. But the worst part was that she didn't know what to say. She wasn't prepared for that. When her friend called her asking if she could visit, she was ecstatic that she would get to see her again. She got suspicious when she said that Damon wasn't coming with her, but she decided to not think too much about it. She didn't think for a second that Sarah had such a huge problem. And there she was sitting across her, still looking beautiful with her raven black hair and big blue eyes, but already tired because of her lack of health.
"You don't have to say anything." Sarah broke the silence. It was like she could read Miranda's mind. She knew that people didn't know what to say or do in situations like that and she didn't want her friend to struggle with this too. After all she didn't want to hear anything pittyful. "I didn't come here with no reason Miranda. I actually have to give you something and ask you a favor."
"Of course, anything!" Miranda said without a second thought and Sarah reached for her back and pulled a little white file out of it.
"Things aren't good. The doctors don't give me much time. I don't know for how long I will be surviving." She paused and looked more intensely at Miranda who was hanging by her every word. "But when I'm gone I don't want Damon to be all alone." She paused and tears started rolling down her cheecks. "He doesn't have anyone other than me. He's only 15 years old, he doesn't deserve this." Her voice broke. "I want to change everything."
"How Sarah? The only living family he has other than you is his father. And this man has no idea about Damon's existance." The woman was confused.
"I know. It's all my fault. Maybe I shouldn't have ran away all these years ago...things would be different now." She couldn't stop sobbing. She didn't care that she was dying. The only thing she cared about was her son and her heart was aching, for what was going to happen to him after her death.
"Hey." Miranda stood up and walked to the couch that Sarah was sitting in order to get closer to her. She put an arm around her shoulder and tried to calm her down. "Don't go hard on yourself. You did everything in your power to give Damon a good life. You're one hell of a mother Sarah."
"I don't know if I'm a good mother or not..all I know is that I did a horrible mistake and I'm here to fix it." She wiped away her tears. " I wrote this letter. It's the whole story of me and Guiseppe. I'm giving him every bit of information I have because I want him to have the choice to meet his father." She paused to look deep into Miranda's eyes. "Please promise me that you will find my son and give him this when I won't be here."
"Of course I will. I will also help him find his father if he decides he wants to meet him." Miranda gave her a kind smile.
"Thank you so much. " Tears appeared again in her eyes.
"Sarah..now you need to be strong and fight for your life the longest you can. And if you need anything I'll be by your side." Miranda promised her.
9 years later:
Elena pressed the doorbell with uncertainty. She didn't know how to feel that she'd get to see Damon after all these years. She remembered how close they were and how protective of her he was as a kid. One part of her wished that Damon and her would just still be the way they were back then, but she knew that wasn't possible. It had been 17 years. Everything changed and she didn't know what to expect from him, God, she didn't even know if he would remember her. But how could he ever forget? She asked herself.
She waited for a minute but no one opened the door, so she pressed the little button again.
"He's not inside." She heard someone saying. She turned around to see an old man who was taking his dog for a walk. "He's at the bar he's working." The man continued.
"Oh" Was the only thing Elena said at first. "Where can I find it?" She finally asked with a smile that was warming her brown eyes.
"It's across the town square my dear. It's called Midnight Rose."
The man gave Elena instructions on how to get to the square and after she thanked him she started walking towards her destination. When she finally saw the bar with the red neon sign saying "Midnight Rose" she smiled and walked in. The place wasn't big and it didn't seem special but it was providing her with a feeling of warmth. There were many free tables since it was too early in the night. She kept on looking around while enjoying the old time classic rock songs that were playing.
"Can I help you?" A voice whispered in her ear and made her jump a little before turning around to meet the most beautiful pair of eyes she had ever seen. They were like two windows with a view in an ocean of blue and they were burning her chocolate brown ones. She took a step back in order to take a better look of the man's handsome face. God, he was gorgeous. Everything about his face was perfect, from the well shaped lips that were begging to be kissed, to the sexy jawline that was distracting her. His hair were raven black and she could only imagine how soft they would feel between her fingers. After she took in his whole image she was now 100% sure that the guy with the sexy smirk that was standing in front of her wasn't a stranger.
"Damon?" She asked breathlessly.
He wasn't sure how to react. He was desperately trying to remember her because she obviously knew him. Every time he got closer in recalling the memry of her, it was slipping away from him which made him realize what an old memory it was. The first thing he thought when he heard her calling his name was that she might be another one of the girls he met at the bar and had an one night stand with them. Lot of them were coming to him for a second round, but the girl standing in front of him didn't seem like one of those. After all if he had slept with her he was sure he wouldn't have forgotten about her, because she was a true beauty. Long brown hair curled at their endings, eyes full of fire and lips slightly parted wich were giving him all short of fantasies of what they could do to him.
"Do I know you?" Damon sure as hell had a lot of confidence. But while looking at her he felt like it disappeared. She was making him nervoys for some reason. He took a batter look at her. Without warning and before she could form any response, images of a younger version of him playing with a little girl with brown eyes, started playing before his eyes like an old movie. The moment he came back to earth and the oceans of blue locked with the warmth of the brown ones, he could finally see it.
"I'm Elena." She said confirming the connection that his mind had already made a second ago. She was examining his expression carefully, waiting to find a sign that would give away if he had recognized her, and when she finally thought she saw that sing she was ready to speak, but he cut her off.
"I'm sorry. You must have the wrong guy." He said coldly. Damon wasn't used to being rude with no reason, neither was he used to lying. But Elena was a huge part of his past. She was a reminder of the happiest years of his life. His mother wasn't sick back then. He didn't want to look at the past, especially when every bit of it was filled with memories of how good everything used to be. Because then, he would also remember how his life got crushed when he lost the person he loved the most. He would remember how lost and lonely he felt and it would make him vulnerable. He didn't want to feel vulnerable, and Elena's sudden appearance was upsetting him. He had to avoid her. He couldn't let her in and let her open the wound that he was desperately trying to heal for a very long time. He wouldn't.
"No...I'm sure I have the right one." Her words made him turn his back to her and start walking away, but she followed. She didn't believe for a second that he couldn't remember. Even if at first he wasn't able to tell who she was, she had seen the change in his expression when he gave her a better look.
"Do you want anything else?" He managed to sound as rude as possible in order to push her away and he climbed inside of the bar and pretended to be bussy but Elena could see right through him.
"Are you really gonna act like you don't remember me?" Her eyes were piercing his back that was now turned to her, while he was preparing some drinks.
"I don't know you." He said as a matter of factly.
"Okay. I see." She said and he thought that he actually convinced her, but then she continued. "I have all the time and patience in the world. I'm not giving up so easily." He should have known better. Elena was like that since she was a kid. Stubborn as hell, he thought. He knew he was in trouble because he had just made this whole thing, her new challenge. But maybe he would win on this one. The only thing he had to do was ignore her.
"If you're done, you can leave. We have nothing else to say." He gave her a look that was warning her to not follow him again and he walked away from the bar. Elena felt the anger burning her on the inside and she suddenly had the desire to punch something. The only thing she did though, was sigh and walk out of the bar. She was gonna wait for him. She had come here for a reason and she wasn't leaving without giving him that letter. She had promised her mother that she could handle this and that's what she was about to do.
She was waiting outside of the bar for what felt like forever, until she finally saw the last group of people walking out of it. It was 3 a.m and she knew it was dangerous for her to be standing all alone in the middle of the street, in a place she had never been before and knew no one, but a certain person who wouldn't admit he knew her. I'll soon change that, she thought.
Alaric was surprised to see the same figure he had seen 2 hours ago standing outside of the bar still there.
"That's creepy" He said as he continued cleaning the tables.
"What?" Rose asked confused.
"That girl." He paused and looked out of the window again. "She's been standing there all night. I've never seen her around before." Rose followed his gaze.
"That's the girl that was here earlier. Damon pretended he didn't know her. God, knows why."
"And what makes you think I know her?" Damon approached them with his usual smirk.
"Because if you really didn't know her, you would have tried to get to know her. She's your type." He was busted. Rose and Ric were the two people in this world that knew him better than anyone.
"She really is your type." Alaric agreed and shrugged.
"Oh really? And when did you two became such experts on my type in girls?" He was sarcastic. "I just don't wanna have anything to do with her. Is that enough for you two idiots to leave me alone?"
Rose and Alaric rolled their eyes and they decided to just drop it. After all they knew he would overreact if they'd push him.
Elena felt the excitement washing through her when she finally saw the lights of "Midnight Rose" going out and Damon walking out of it. She approached him quickly and ignored the annoyed expression on his face when he noticed her presence.
"Finally." She said.
"What do you want?" By the look on his face, he would do anything to get rid of her. "I made myself pretty clear earlier. I have no idea who you are!" He rolled his eyes when she didn't respond and he locked the door of the bar and started walking towards his house. Elena started following him.
"Why are you doing this?" She didn't know what else to say. She couldn't thing of any good reason...except...what if he really doesn't remember?
"I'm not doing anything. I'm just walking to my house. You're the one who's stalking me all day long! And it's starting to creep me out!" He wasn't anywhere near admitting that he knew who she was and she wasn't even sure anymore if he knew...so she decided to play the last ace she had in her sleeve.
"Alright. I will stop. I guess you're not Sarah's son so you're not the one who shall recieve her letter." Damon froze. Bingo! She had played it well.
And when she thought that things would start going the way she wanted them to, he totally surprised her by grabbing her by her shoulders and pushing her against the wall of an old building. His blue eyes had darkened and they were piercing hers with a threatening look. Every inch of her back was in pain and she could still feel the strong hold of his hands that were not letting her move. Her whole body started shaking uncontrollably from fear.
"What the hell? Let go of me!" She yelled with every bit of strength she had left. She started hitting his strong chest to make him back off but with no success. His hold on her only got stronger and the anger was painted all over his face.
"Who do you think you are, huh? Playing with how I feel about my mother?" His teeth were clenched and his voice was so low and scared her to death.
"You left me no other choice." She said with a shaky voice. Damon tried to control himself and he backed off a little bit. She still felt like her heart was about to jump off her chest though. She wanted to get away from him as fast as humanly possible. When they both calmed down Damon covered his face with his hands. What had he done? It wasn't Elena's fault that his mother was dead. It wasn't her fault that he never got over it. And she sure as hell didn't deserve the way he treated her. He was drowning in guilt as he looked at her. She was still recovering from the shock and he hated the fact that he was the one responsible for it.
"Are you alright?" He said in a worried tone and extended his hand to touch hers but she pulled away from him.
"Don't touch me!" She said with her teeth clenched. She quickly pulled a white file out of the pocket of her black leather jacket and she handed it to him, her eyes never meeting his. "It's a letter your mother wrote for you. She gave it to my mother in order to give it to you..you know..just in case." She waited for a response and when she got none she continued. "I should warn you though that it's not just a goodbye letter." He looked shattered and even after everything he's done, a part of her felt sorry for him and the pain he must had gone through. Don't feel sorry for him Elena! He treated you like shit. He doesn't deserve your pitty, she tried to convince herself.
Damon was standing there feeling his entire existance hanging from the letter he had in his hands. The only thing that made him stop starring at the white file was Elena, who started walking away. He didn't want her to leave like that. He would do anything to make up for everything he did.
"Hey wait!" But she didn't stop walking. "Just wait!" He said again and this time she turned to look back at him.
"What?" She asked coldly.
"Do you have a place to stay?" Elena couldn't believe in her ears. He first treated her like she was nothing and then he suddenly cared about where she was spending the night.
"If that's your way of offering me a room in your house, the answer is hell no! I'd rather spend the night freezing in my car." He was lucky her eyes didn't have the abillity to throw bullets because he would have been dead. He let her walk away furiously and he watched her disappear in the darkness of the night. He had realy screwed up. Badly.
So that was the first chapter. Please let me know if you liked it so that I know if I should continue the story or start something different. Let's call it a pilot chapter..to see how it goes. Also if you have any questions about the characters or the plot I'll be more than happy to answer to you. xxx
