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R&R.
Damon:
I did it. I got the girl. I am officially the worst brother on the planet, but I got the girl.
I never planned to steal Elena from him! Sure, I did see her first, but I also compelled her to forget me! If he hadn't have let her have her way, and had put protecting her over his own weakness then things would be the same. She would've never died. She would've never came back as a vampire. She would've never remembered the things that I had compelled her to forget. As much as I want to be the un-selfish Damon, if such a side of me even exists, I can't. Because I couldn't be happier that against all odds Elena loves me. She loves me! The "terrible" Salvatore brother, the one that holds no regard to human life- especially when it means getting something that I want!
I couldn't be happier right now. Nothing could make me happier than finally knowing that Elena Gilbert loves me, and there's no sire bond for her to hide her real feelings behind anymore! She truly loves me.
However, as happy as I am right now… I have been on the other side of the happiness for too long not to feel an ache in my cold-heart for my brothers' pain. I watched him for so long with Elena. Knowing that I loved her. Knowing that he was the one who held her heart. Sacrificing my heart time and time again to save her. We've all been through the ringer, but I know my brother. I know that he truly believed that once the sire bond was broken everything would return to the way it was. Elena would be the same, compassionate, stubborn girl that he'd fallen in love with. I know him well enough to know that when he heard those words slip through her lips earlier it tore him apart.
I'm at a loss for words honestly. There is a mental battle going on in my head, and I feel like one of those old cartoons where the main character has an angel on one shoulder and a devil on the other. In my case, however, there is no clear definition of what's good and bad in this situation. What's good for Elena and I is bad for my brother.
Don't get me wrong… I'm much too selfish to give Elena up after all this time that I have yearned for her to be mine, but I don't like that having her is also at my brothers' expense. I just wish there was a way to make everything right. I know all too well, though, that there isn't. Stefan is the most compassionate person that I've ever known and if there were ever a way that he could be with Elena and keep me from hurting he would've found it. There is no way for Elena and I to be together without ripping Stefan apart the way it ripped me apart when she was his.
"What're you thinking about?" Elena says bringing my inner babble to an abrupt end.
She's so beautiful. Words can't do her justice. The way that her skin feels against mine, the way the sun bounces of her skin, and brings light to those amazing chocolate eyes. The color of her eyes defines everything about her. Sweet. Soft. Mouth-wateringly beautiful. Consoling. Irresistible.
"Nothing you need to worry about," I say planting a kiss on the end of her nose playfully.
"Stefan. Am I right?" Elena says knowingly. She doesn't wait for my reply. "How can something feel so right, yet so wrong? I've never been happier, but I've also never felt worse about myself…I wish that you never compelled me to forget you, to forget all the moments that we shared. We could've been together without hurting Stefan so much."
"No. We both know that you don't mean that. You wouldn't want to take back all the moments that you and Stefan shared. You did love him, Elena. You still do. Just not the same way." I say tracing the tips of my finger along her arm.
"I'm selfish for it, but you're right. I'll always love Stefan, but the way I love him and the way I love you is so different. I wouldn't want him to forget us, but I also know that he doesn't deserve to suffer. All he ever did was love me, and this is how I repay him…" she says gesturing toward me.
"I know exactly what you mean…" I say trailing off. This is the last way that I want to spend the night after such an amazing day. The conversation has turned into a buzz-kill. I need to do something. I can't let her dwell on this, or pretty soon she'll be trying to convince herself that she doesn't deserve to have either of us. Typical Elena move. "I have the perfect idea."
"Alright, I'm clueless. What are you up to?" Elena asks looking up at me through her lashes.
"We're getting the hell outta dodge!" I answer with a smirk, and a crooked smile.
And just like that, I'm running around the room at the speed of light packing all that I can find. I pack everything because right now I'm not sure where we are going, or how long we'll be gone. Elena had no objections to my idea. She doesn't seem to care where we are headed either, just as long as it's us and no one else. No one who can remind her of the pain that we are bringing him. After all, her friends are completely against any future for Elena that involves us together. They are Team Stefan all the way, though, they should know that only pushes Elena farther towards Team Damon. Since Elena has become a vampire she's changed, and her wild, rebellious side is the more abundant side now unlike when she was human.
"Damon?" she calls from her room. "What exactly should I pack? Beach clothes? Hiking appropriate clothes? Formal attire?"
"Everything. Just pack everything!" I reply. "And Elena?"
"Yes, Damon?" she says. I can hear the excitement in her voice.
"Hurry."
Elena:
I can't describe the weight that lifted off my chest as we pass the sign saying that we are no longer in Mystic Falls. I don't know where we are going and quite frankly I don't think Damon does either, and there's something about the not knowing that excites me! We can go anywhere in the world. No limits. Money is definitely not a problem, not with Damon around. Plus, vampires don't really need money, not when we can compel people.
This will be a whole new adventure. I'll finally begin to experience the extravagance and pleasure that comes with being a vampire. The problems will be in Mystic Falls when I get back, but for now I'm forgetting about everything. The only exceptions being Damon. Me. And the feeling of the wind blowing through my hair as we drive into the night in Damon's sexy blue convertible.
The possibilities are endless...
One thing, however, is for sure... With Damon by my side, this trip is sure to be everything that the new Elena craves.
Wild.
Wreck-less.
And Unforgettable.