AN:
First things first. I'd LOVE to thank EVERYONE for all the WONDERFUL, AMAZING reviews! I didn't think I'd get that much feedback! So I thank anyone and everyone who reviewed, or added me to their watch or favorites.
Second, in the first chapter I'd told you this is my first story. What I meant was this is my first story on Fan Fiction. i've never posted my writing before online. I've actaully been writing since I was in fifth grade.
Third. In the last chapter, before I'd had Elena sprain her ankle in the car accident. Well, if you go back and look you will see that that's been changed to a mere minor cut because for the story to move on I had to have be able to walk. Because I don't think Damon would have carried her...so.
Anyways! Heres the second chapter enjoy! :)
Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of the characters mentioned nor do I own the Vampire Diaries.
Vampire Diaries belongs to L.J. Smith and the CW.
Chapter 2
Becoming confused, Elena glanced around. Trees of all shapes and sizes still surrounded them and as far as she could tell they weren't coming up on any turns.
"What do you-" Elena didn't get to finish because Damon quickly said, "Hope you like roller coasters."
Elena opened her mouth to question him, but suddenly Damon swerved off the road straight into the trees. That's when everything went down hill. Literally.
Elena was thrust forward and she was suddenly grateful to the person who invented seatbelts. Her hands came out in front of her as she slammed into the dashboard. She was becoming woozy and light-headed from the bouncing of the car, and although it made her condition worse, she glanced at Damon.
She was gripping onto the dashboard for dear life, and he was just sitting back in his seat, no seat belt, hands firmly on the wheel, a look of determination on his face as they raced down the hill side.
He dodged trees and rocks with pure accuracy, and Elena watched as the tree branches didn't even graze the car. Out of nowhere, the vehicle hit, an apparently large, boulder that caused Elena to be lifted out of her seat and she hit her head on the roof. It didn't hurt that much, but she hit her head hard enough for her head to buzz. Not being able to take any more of the dizziness, Elena brought her arms behind her head and just before putting her head between her knees she caught Damon roll his eyes.
Elena began hyperventilating as she felt the car gain momentum, if that was even possible. She let out a tiny squeal as she looked back up. Elena didn't even have to think before Damon whipped the car around skidding backwards, as the trees suddenly cleared. Once again, Elena ducked down again knowing they were to crash any second now.
I am going to die, thoughts were now rushing through Elena's mind. We're going to crash. Correction. We're going to be crushed.
The car was trusting friction as Elena felt the air whip through her and she knew now the car was sliding on the ground like a hockey puck on ice. Taking in a sharp intake of air through clenched teeth, Elena shut her eyes and braced herself. But to her surprise everything stopped. It was quiet enough to where she could here her heart pounding in her chest, and she swore she could actually feel the adrenaline rushing through her veins. The air was still, and Elena looked up from her "hiding spot" slowly, her breath shaky.
A knock at her window made her turn eyes wide and filled with terror. Damon's knuckles hit against the window again Elena flinching each time from the adrenaline now pouring out of her. She opened the door coming to her senses and he stepped back.
"Welcome to…well…" Damon paused. "Nowhere."
"Are you utterly insane?!" Elena gasped while slamming the car door. It didn't shut all the way.
Damon smirked. "Flattery will get you nowhere."
Elena ran a trembling hand through her brunette hair while turning to over look the car. Spotless. "Not a single scratch." She murmured.
"Practice makes perfect. Can't say the same thing for dents though." Elena looked at him before turning back to the car. At the base of her car door, was a large indent, which explained why it didn't close.
"Every time." Damon muttered swinging the door open. He bent down to the dent and flicked it. At the force, the metal went back to its original shape looking as if no dent was there before. Damon stepped away to awe at his handy work. A shiver went down Elena's spine. With just a flick of Damon's finger he'd un-dented a car door. Elena couldn't even think about if he punched something.
"So you've done this before?" Elena asked him still looking at the car door.
"Not in a long time."
When his voice sounded a few ways away, Elena turned to find Damon walking towards a rugged tree with a thick tree trunk and branches that were large enough to be trees themselves, with leaves that were clustered to the point that they looked like natural chandeliers. He overlooked it from branches to roots and Elena watched his eyes widen slightly as he spotted an exceptionally large root planted deep in the ground near his foot.
Elena's brow furrowed. "What are you looking for?"
"Something I need …" Damons voice trailed off just before he bent down and gripping the thickest part of the root, effortlessly ripped it from the Earths surface. Elena flinched and jumped at the cracking sound.
Damon looked under the root and Elena saw confusion sweep across his face. He cursed. "She moved it," he muttered. He moved behind the tree and in another swift movement he ripped up another root. Elena couldn't see him for a split second, but in the blink of an eye he was right next to her and she jumped again. He was leaning against the Ferrari and switching from hand to hand, he held a black granite rock that glistened even in the little light that shone through the trees.
"This thing sparkles more than that Edwin Cullen guy," he said before gripping it with both hands and pulling it apart. Inside the sparkling stone was a small, rusted metal key.
Damon quickly put it in his pocket and began walking deeper into the forest.
"Where are you going?" Elena called taking one step forward. She stopped herself. Did it really just cross her mind to follow a murderer into the trees of a dark forest?
"Where are we going?" Damon corrected her.
"I'm not going anywhere with you," Elena growled.
"Oh, but you are." Suddenly, Damon was with her by the car again. Close. Very close. "Cuz you wouldn't want to get lost now would you?"
Elena considered it. "At least I'd be away from you."
"Ooh. That was harsh." Damon smiled.
Elena gave a look that would cause a mirror to crack.
Damon moved away from her and turning around, tapped a finger on the hood of the car. "You might wanna grab those chips."
I'm not hungry,'Elena thought coldly. "Why?" she asked aloud.
"We're going for a walk." Damon walked into the trees.
Elena gazed around her wandering what other creatures could live out here.
"Come on Elena," Damon called to her mockingly.
She rolled her eyes before following him. I can't believe I'm doing this, she thought while stepping over the leg of a tree. "Now I'm going insane," she murmured looking up at the treetops that now almost covered the sky like a second coating or another skin. The tree sizes varied and there was lots of brush, bushes, and plants to go along with them.
She came across one that in particular caught her eye. It was a tall tree with a thin, creamy tree trunk and with light pink blossom just beginning to bud, and small circular leaves the tree itself was a sight. And as Elena looked down at the base of the tree she noticed a single flower. A crimson rose with a bright green stalk and huge, sharp thorns. Beauty and danger all combined into one tiny thing.
Blinking, Elena's face contorted into one of grief as the flowers reminded her of Vicki. She was such a troubled girl, and was young like the blossoms, but her antics got her involved with Damon and he turned her into a vampire. The red rose. Beauty and danger. Plus a set of fangs. The aftermath of her transformation wasn't pretty, and while trying to kill Elena and Jeremy, Stefan was forced to stake her, killing her instantly.
Elena stepped away from the tree stepping out of the terrible flashback. She looked at Damon who was a few yards in front of her easily jumping over logs and any kind of vegetation standing in his way. "Why'd you change Vicki?" She picked up her pace even though it caused her leg to burn.
"A lil' something called eternity and boredom," he said before looking to his right then his left then finally choosing to go right.
Elena scoffed. "Boredom. You killed her out of boredom?" She asked. This vampire would do anything to cause others pain.
"Technically, my little brother killed her."
"Yes, but you're the reason it had to result to that," Elena scowled just before tripping over the same fallen log Damon had jumped over not to long ago and landing with an "Oof."
"Watch your step," Damon joked not bothering to turn around.
Elena's eyes hardened as she pulled herself back up and brushed the dirt off of her.
"I did heal your brother though."
'That'll hardly redeem you of all the horrible things you've done. Add your brothers lie to me and you could fill a bottomless pit.' He was right about Jeremy though. He now did his homework almost right after school every day, and he hadn't gotten into any more trouble. Heck he was even doing an extra credit for Mr. Saltzman.
"That hardly deserves my trust," Elena spat. 'Trust is earned.' She heard her won voice replay in her head the night of the founders party when she was talking to Stefan. He'd definitely lost it now. Stefan more than Damon for surprised her. Maybe it was because Damon hadn't killed her yet even though he had so many chances. She hoped he wouldn't get bored while going through this maze of scenery.
"Who says I want your trust?" This question also surprised Elena as she thought the only reason he hadn't killed her yet was to earn at least some amount of trust from her. Looking up from the ground while walking Elena slowed down. She'd fallen behind Damon quite a measurement back. Her heart began to race. This could be her only chance to escape his little game of "Keep Up" She played back the way to the car, but that wouldn't work because she would have nowhere to drive to and there was no way she could navigate through the forest like Damon had.
So she would run. She didn't know for how long, and she didn't know how fast, and she definitely didn't know how to outrun a vampire, but she would have to try.
Taking a deep breath she took her last step forward before turning on her heel. She was heading back towards the road so she would have someway to know which way was home. She knew he would get to her before she reached that checkpoint, but she just wanted to try. She didn't care if she got lost; anything to get away from him, even if it was only for a few seconds. The adrenaline was pulsing through her now, and she felt it pumping through her legs pushing her faster.
Fighting the urge to look behind her, she shut her eyes, and ground her teeth together. The technique didn't work and she gave into the pressure. She glanced behind her, eyes like they were made with fear. She didn't how far she'd gone,, but he wasn't in sight.
Elena was breathing harder than she ever had before in her life, and turning back around her breath caught in her throat.
"You know," Damon stood leaning there casually against a tree arms crossed grinning a thousand watt smile. It disappeared so fast Elena wasn't even sure she'd seen it. "Running is good for you." He started walking toward her. "But not in this situation."
Elena stepped back. Well, she tried her best. "They'll find me. They'll come looking for me. They will find me." She found herself repeating herself. It was almost like she had to reassure herself.
"Who?" Damon took another step forward, smiling playfully.
Elena took another step back. So many names crowded her mind, but the one that came out first was Bonnie.
"Ahh. The little witch," Damon nodded.
"And Jeremy and Jenna." Another step.
"Uh-huh." Step forward.
"And Matt and Caroline." She wondered why they came out as a pair.
"Maybe." Yet another step.
"And Stefan." She could barley get the words out, let alone think them. What did he care? Part of her wanted him to come and rescue her, another saying it was too late for anything, and the other just wanted, wished, he'd just leave her alone. A step in reverse again.
"Possibly." Step.
Elena took another step back her foot hitting the base of an oak tree. He was already one more step from her. One more step from being inches away from her face. Inches away from her neck.
As she took her last available step back, her back was aligned with the tree and her hands lay at her side flat against the bark. Elena wished she could fall through it land on the other side.
Damon put a hand beside her head leaning in. "Elena, Elena, Elena." Elena couldn't help but look him straight into his eyes. There was nowhere else to look. She was once again battling herself to keep her breathing even.
Don't show him your afraid, she told herself.
She waited. Waited to feel something else, some kind of impulse to do something, but Damon just pushed off the tree and walked back into the regular direction of the path they'd taken. In the few seconds he'd stared at her had he done anything? Anything at all?
"Your slow for an ex-athlete." Damon said to her. "Lets get moving."
Elena shook her head blinking a few times to clear it. Elena didn't say anything. She was thinking of responses, but nothing was coming out. Not that she didn't want to say something, she just couldn't.
Shocked she just began following him again. Why he chose no to do anything she couldn't think of answer.
"And heads up. I don't enjoy playing tag with you."
Liar. Elena rolled her eyes.
"So lets not try the "Let's Run Away" thing again."
After that, it was quiet again, and one of those moments like when they were in the car.
Complete silence. At least until Elena stepped over another fallen tree branch. She came down hard on another branch causing a crack to echo throughout the woods.
Chirping and squawking, birds of all sorts flew away scattering, even a near by rabbit scurried across the forest floor crossing Damon's path.
"Oh look. There goes Stefans breakfast." He smirked.
Elena thought of making a remark, but kept her mouth shut. Why did he choose to kill humans? He was human once before wasn't he? Even if it was for only part of his life.
Her foot again hit something laying randomly in the path, and she tripped and fell once again. Elena was getting tired of tripping. "How much," she pulled herself up. "Longer do we have to walk?" Standing up, her leg screamed at her. Leaning down to check it, and Elena frowned. The cut had opened up even more and it was bleeding. Blood began trickling down to her shoe. She quickly threw her pant leg over it hiding it.
"We're almost there," Damon replied.
They climbed up a small hill top, and Damon reached the top before Elena when she finally caught up with him she gasped.
In the middle of the mountains there was a large house. It resembled the Salvatore boarding house except it was a charcoal color.
"Do you…" Elena paused. "Know this place?"
Damon didn't answer, but he began to make his way down. Elena was more confused than ever. What would Damon want to do with an old house?
They reached the front door and Damon already had the key out and placed it in the keyhole. Having a bad feeling, Elena glided back a few steps. Damon turned the key and flung the door open.
It was dark inside and there was barley any light. Elena was about to move towards the door, when Damon was suddenly thrown back through the air. He was pushed against a tree near the house by an invisible force. A tree branch pierced his side. Looking down at the sharp branch protruding his skin, Damon grunted, "You gotta be kiddin' me." He looked back to the doorway.
Elena looked too. A black silhouette stood there one hand up. It stepped into the light.
Elena narrowed her eyes. "Bonnie?"
AN:
I'm not sure if I like this chapter as much as the last, but it was fun to do all the same. And again, if I made any mistakes please tell me. Once again reviews would be appreciated. Thanks.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or it characters.
Edward "Edwin" Cullen belongs to Stephenie Meyer.
~M
