Prologue:Behind blue eyes
I look at myself in a mirror and I think that I'm a problem. What is life: a struggle, a joy or an infinite torture? I have so many question, but I can't seem to find the answer to any of them. I think at myself like I'm a problem. And I striggle to "discover" the answer. Am I an equation with no identity? Or just a line?
I remember when Stefan said that there was nothing human left in me. But oh, how wrong he was..after years of running in circles, searching for a litlle support I finally rediscovered my humanity. It was her. Evrerytime I looked in her eyes something made my heart melt. I was happy to feel the heat. And look at me now... Stefan is gone with that man-tramp Klaus ~to make world a darker place~ and I'm stuck in this miserable city. I'm here to protect Elena, because I'm afraid that she may be taking this love story to serious. And I'm here to see everyday that I'm `just a friend`. It's like I'm 17 again and I fall in love for the first time. And everyone hates me. Aren't they thinking that I can actually HEAR what they are thinking? I can't be what they want me to be, I can't be what she wants me to be,..
"Hey Damon..It's me, Elena.. I don't care if Bonnie says you are hiding the truth... I trust you and I hope you're okay... Can you come over tomorrow?..Umm yeah..have a good night.."
I know she believes me because she wants me to help her find Stefan. At least, I'm not totally useless.
"You can be useful if you stop whinning like a litlle baby-you're becoming boring a gain."
"Oh, look who's back in black!"
Ladies and gentlemans I introduce you the one and only..Katherine-slut-Pierce!
"Old joke. I am expecting a litlle more from you, you know? Your suppose to be the diabolic brother?"
"What do you all think I am..Stefan-hunter? If you want to find my angelic litlle brother go ahead..I don't care! He's gone!"
"I think you're drinking glue, not scotch... I mean, why would I want your help to find Stefan when I can do it myself?"
"Good question."
Sometimes I'm confused and I'm thinking that Katherine and Elena are one and the same. But you know what? And I want to slap myself, because they are soooo different.
And they both don't love me-they love Stefan. Stefan is everything I'm not-they love him. Stefan is turning into a badder-and uglier version of me, let`s face it-and they still love him. What am I supposed to do?
"Nobody said you're not hot, you know?" Katherine says in a seductive voice.
"You can't fool me again."
"No, maybe I can't. But I can help you."
"You're jealous that Stefan and Klaus are best buddies so you want to find a partner to make a diabolic-duo?" I try to mock her. At least my irony isn't gone.
"You know, I feel bad for you... You diserve a litlle more than you got. I mean, trying to be an ass-hole should be credited."
"Shut up."
"Aren't you angry-now you're the weaker one again. Poor Damon.."
"Get the hell out of my house!" I scream at her, feeling the urge to hit her.
"Seriously... you think you can fight with me? You don't even know how small you are strarting to be Damon.." And she leaves, leaving me with my misery-she's right. And the fact that reality is slowly becoming a nightmare kills me. Behind these blue eyes is hiding a soul, a heart. I get lonely too.. And there's only one person that can help me now. No, it's not Elena. I pick up the phone and dial his number. I hear at the other side:
"Hello?"
"Hi, brother. I missed you too' I say.
A.N.:
Hi!:) Thanks for reading my story.
Sorry if there are mistakes, I'm curently working on improving my English.
