Damon was the first to push through the doors of their mansion, when A familiar scent caught his attention. Damon strained to hear anything out of the normal, but then again Nothing about him or around him seemed normal. With that thought, He then Tip toed down the concrete stairs and slowly peered around the corner. A trail of blood lingered out of the first cell and down the hallway. A very unsettling feeling plagued him and for the first time since he turned, Damon was scared to find who or what, may be at the end of it. A stifled gargling sound sent his adrenaline into over drive and in less then a second he was faced with tragedy.
Elena laid in a pool of blood, her tiny hands cupping her throat. Blood pouring over her, now bright, cherry lips as she tried to quietly shushed her before gathering her small and weakened body into his stone arms. Elena's brown eyes were begging his for mercy, and that alone caused rage to boil through his veins. Jeremy Gilbert will pay for his crime, and Damon wouldn't stop until he did.
Damon managed to make it to the living room, where he placed Elena on the leather couch. Her body was beginning to shut down and Damon cold smell it in her blood. It won't be long before death takes her.
"Where's Jeremy?" Stefan demanded, Startling Damon with his presence.
"I have to feed her my blood , or she'll die." Damon explained, though Stefan already knew what needed to be done, and with a nod Damon proceeded with doing so.
Jeremy stood emotionless, as he waited for dawn to emerge through the tree line. He was lost in thought, but his decision had been made the minute he sunk his teeth into Elena. Before getting to deep into his emotions, footsteps behind him caught his attention. Stefan stopped abruptly once Jeremy spun around o face him.
"are you here to kill me?" Jeremy solemnly asked.
"I thought about it, but Elena wouldn't want me to do that and she'd never forgive me If I did. Besides I'm not the one you need to worry about." Stefan told him.
"I'll be dead long before Damon finds me... Well officially this time." Jeremy confessed, Tears of guilt and confusion blurring his vision.
"I told you from the start that I was going to help you. You're just lost right now and everything is confusing and all of your emotions and thoughts are intensified and overwhelming. I get that, but our will to beat this curse and prove not only to ourselves but the blind world we live in, that we are capable of living among others as humanly possible without murdering one in order to survive, Is stronger then the rest of the emotions we feel." Stefan explained, slowly placing his hand on Jeremy's shoulder.
"I killed my sister, Stefan. I would never do that if I were human.." Jeremy choked.
"..But You're not human anymore Jeremy and this life is different. Different Dangers, Different circumstances, and more importantly Different views on life." Stefan breathed.
"It doesn't make killing Elena okay though. I'm a murderer and I deserve to die." Jeremy stated, shrugging Stefan's hand away from him.
"Elena didn't die, she's fine." Stefan objected.
"No.. No she's dead, I killed her. I practically ripped her throat out." Jeremy stammered, trying to recollect his memories.
"Damon saved her before she died, she drank his blood. Her injuries are healed and she keeps asking for you. She wants to see you." Stefan sighed.
"I won't see her.. Not in this lifetime anyways. The sun will rise in ten minutes and I'm going to burn to death." Jeremy breathed, now watching the sky begin to turn a dark orange.
"You know, It wasn't but about a year ago when I was standing where you are right now, contemplating my life and waiting for the sunrise to take me away from this hell." Stefan admitted, Following Jeremy's gaze.
"You had Elena to keep you here... I have no one." Jeremy cried.
"You also have Elena.. She would die inside if I came back with your ashes instead of you. She loves you so much Jeremy, she'd never forgive herself if you left." Stefan swore.
"I want to die Stefan, I don't want to be here anymore. I never wanted to be here, and now I have an opportunity." Jeremy whispered, dropping to his knees.
A thin strand of the suns rays peeked through a tree branch, Burning into Jeremy's Index finger. The pain gradually got worse once the sun rose higher, the strand of rays expanding, now covering his left hand.
"I'm here for you..Not Just Elena." Stefan said, kneeling down beside him.
"I'm here for you as well, not Just Elena or Stefan." Jeremy strained his neck trying to connect a face to the voice.
Bonnie stood behind him, now making her way beside him and taking a seat. She lightly grabbed his burning hand and stopped the pain. She then slowly slid on a ring, much like the Salvatore's, and Kindly looked into His eyes.
"I love you Jeremy, and I know plenty of others who do to. We need you.." Bonnie smiled, Rubbing his cold hand in reassurance.
"Sorry to break up this 'save Jeremy' therapy session, but I'm not apart of the majority that wants you alive." Damon boomed from behind them..