A/N: This is officially a multi-chapter story, I'm thinking 7-8 chapters. Remember, English is not my native language and I don't have a BETA, so it's gonna be full of errors. I'm sorry in advance. Also, I have my finals this month and I can't update regularly. But after I'm done, I'll update more. This is Elena's point of view. I hope you like it! Enjoy!
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The sun tickled her eyes, as its light got through the motel room curtains. She rolled to her other side and pulled a pillow over her head to make it dark again. Then, she heard someone talking to her.
"Good morning, sunshine", Damon's voice was the best thing anyone could hear in the morning. She was sure he was smirking, though she couldn't see his face. She did not want to wake up just yet; yesterday was the best sleep she'd got in months.
"Com' on. Get up! I talked to the witch. We gotta hit the road soon. My BA (bloodacholic anonymous) brother and the hybrid are moving fast and that's what we have to do as well." She could feel him amused and in the same time nervous about something.
"5 more minutes! I don't want to get up!", She murmured
"Okay, fine. I'll go get you something to eat and you have to get up as soon as I come back, or I'm leaving without you", he smirked.
Elena couldn't believe him. She grabbed one of the pillows she was lying on and threw it to him supporting her weight on her elbows. He chuckled. It missed him. Of course it would.
"Chop, chop, Elena. Get moving.", he said and left the room.
"Ugh, whatever.". She fell on the pillows, not wanting to get up at all. She had to though. She stood up and looked herself at the mirror. She looked awful. She really needed a shower.
Elena walked in the shower and turned on the water. It felt so refreshing, so good. Until she remembered she was not in her room. "Damnit!". How would she get dressed now? She couldn't move around the motel in a towel. That's when she heard the door.
"Damon? Thank God!"
"Elena, where are you?"
"I'm in the shower. I forgot to bring clothes", she was so embarrassed. "Help me out? Please?", she asked.
"I love it when you talk dirty", he laughed and rolled her eyes. "What an ass!", A gorgeous ass, but an ass nonetheless.
Give minutes later Damon was back with a fresh change of clothes for Elena and breakfast for both of them. Elena changed, released her hair from the towel and sat by Damon on the bed to get some breakfast. Damon was texting someone. He didn't look too happy.
"Damon, what's going on?" He ignored her and continued looking at his cell .
"Damon! Tell me what's going on!", she was irritated now. He simply lifted his head and nodded. "Get ready. We're leaving.", he said casually.
"Where are we going?", she hated to be kept in the dark.
"you are going back to Mystic Falls and I'm gonna find the missing duo.", he said and started packing.
"What the hell Damon?", pure rage was floating in her veins. She called his name again. "Damon! You said you would take me with you!". HE didn't turn to look at her and continued packing.
"Damn it Damon! Look at me!" she shouted and he turned his hear till their eyes met. His eyes were cold, still.
"And haven't I Elena? What exactly do you want me to do? Risk your life yet another time so you can reunite with your precious Stefan?", his voice broke and she could see the hurt in his eyes as those words escaped his mouth.
"I don't care if I die, Damon! Don't you know that? If I can help save Stefan, I'm more than willing to die!", she knew her words would hurt him, but she had no other choice. And after all, it was partially true. She could die for anyone she loved; Jeremy, Bonnie, Caroline, her family and Stefan. Cause she really loved Stefan. Not the same way she loved his brother, but she still did. The part of the truth she wasn't telling him though was that most of all, Damon was gonna do something stupid, sacrifice himself, hand himself over to Klaus or something like that. He feels that he owes Stefan his life. Bit she simply cannot stand the idea of losing him. But she didn't want him to know that cause then it would just be too hard. She was feeling bad for loving him already.
He took a breath and continued. "Yes Elena, I know. And what do you want me to do? I will not let you die. I can't do that. I don't want to lose you."
As he said that, he walked closer to her. She could feel his breath on her face and the earth was shacking underneath her feet. The impact he had on her was unbelievable. She could not think while he was staring at her with those ocean blue eyes. She couldn't do anything else than stare back at him. She couldn't explain it, but every single look between them made her feel so guilty. Even that could ignite more than a kiss or even sex with Stefan ever could. And that made her feel like a criminal. She hated to do that to Stefan. That's why she decided not to do something that would bring the world upside down., even though it was what her heart's deepest desire. She gathered all the strength she had left and said:
"Damon, don't do that. Don't make me uncomfortable. I want to come with you!"
"You're not going with me Elena! End of story!" He looked away.
"You're jealous aren't you?" she knew she was crossing a line there, but she kept it up. "You're jealous of me and Stefan, of how much I love him"
Her words felt like a thousand knives stabbing him all over his body. She could see the hurt in his eyes and it broke her heart. But she couldn't stop now.
"Well, you have every right to be jealous, cause it will always be Stefan.", she was practically shouting now.
All of a sudden he grabbed her from the back of her head and crashed her lips on his. She was taken aback, and it took her a moment or two to realize what was going on. She tried to resist and push him back, but he was too strong. In the end, she gave in parting her teeth letting him invade her mouth with his tongue. She felt like her whole body was on fire, a fire that felt so wrong but so heavenly right in the same time. As she was in his embrace, she felt like she was home. He ran his fingers through her back and she tangled her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer. The way she responded to him he would have probably realized that her whole speech was an act, but she couldn't care less about that right now.
Suddenly, he broke the kiss, but kept their foreheads touching. Both of their eyes were closed, trying to make the moment last longer. They could feel each other breathe against their faces.
"Goodbye Elena", he whispered and left the motel room and Elena. When the door closed behind him, she sat on the floor, hugged her knees with her arms and started crying.
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