Elena crawled out of her bedroom window to make sure no one in the house would know she was leaving. If her aunt did she knew she would be in big trouble, on the other hand if Jeremy and Alaric knew they would want to help which would cause even more trouble. She didn't need any more trouble, she had enough as it is with her two vampire 'friends' doing their best to 'look after her'. Sighing in frustration she jumped from her window sill, grabbed onto a branch and dropped down. "Home free." She whispered to herself.
"And what do you think you are doing missy?" Crap. Turning around Elena gasped as she saw Damon leaning against the very tree she had dropped from. She was surprised to see him there but even more surprised to find her eyes taking him in. Damon was most definitely attractive, there was no doubt about that. His dark features and even darker personality could drag in even the coldest female to him. But Elena was not here to drool over the older Salvatore brother but to help both.
"None of your business." She mumbled while turning around and walking away from him. As if it was that easy to push him away.
"Really now? I think it is seeing as my little brother is at home sulking. Not that I much care for him, rather I am more curious as to what you said."
"You already know?" Of course he does. Stefan must have rushed home as soon as the whole fight was over. With his vampire powers he would be home within minuets even though it would take a normal human about fifteen. "Whatever Damon, I have stuff to do."
"And what would that be?"
"Already said it is none of your business." Her pace quickened as she tried to push Damon away but he had no trouble with catching up to her. His hand snatched at her arm forcing her to stop where she was. Eyes cast to the ground while allowing her hair to fall down into her brown eyes, Elena wished with all her might that Damon would just go away. No such luck.
"Elena Gilbert, will you just tell me what you are doing?" That got her attention. Damon never used her full name unless he was very irritated with her. Knowing she had no choice she stubbornly looked up into Damon's eyes letting her own show that she was not about to budge.
"I am going after that rouge vampire that Katherine decided to make. I am going to kill him and then I am going to go home and sleep in for once. So there Damon. You glad that I told you?" A flicker of emotion passed through Damon's eyes, it looked like surprise, and it only made Elena feel smug and almost glad that she told him.
"Actually, yeah I am. You see, now I have a reason to do this." Without another word, Damon grabbed her under her arms and gently flipped her over his shoulder.
"Damon! Put me down or I will scream and wake up the whole neighborhood!"
"Go ahead Elena. Wake up your mom, Jeremy, and Alaric so you can tell them what you were up to. I am sure Alaric and Jeremy would love to help out." Shoot, he had her there. Without any other options Elena allowed him to jump through her window and back into her room. Once Damon closed the window and turned back around to face her, Elena sat on the foot of her bed and glared up at him.
"I hate you." Once again an emotion passed through his eyes but this time it was a whole other emotion.
"Why thank you, I care so deeply for you as well Elena." He said this while grabbing a pillow and blanket off of her bed and placing it on the window seat.
"What are you doing?"
"Making my bed." Shock was easily read on her face.
"Oh no you don't! You are not staying here!"
"Elena, you don't think I am going to let you stay here alone knowing you would just run away again would you?" His mock surprise just added to her frustration as she plopped down on the bed pouting like a child would.
"Why Damon? Why can't you two just let me help out?" She lost, and she knew it, but she wanted to know why the two of them would just give in. Damon studied her for a moment wanting to see if this was just another trick of hers; if she was just using him again like she had before. But her eyes gave the emotion away to tell him it was true. Sighing, he walked over to the foot of the bed and sat down.
"Because we care about you." Elena looked up at him and raised an eyebrow causing him to give a bitter chuckle. "It's true Elena, even if you don't believe me it is true. My little brother more than cares about you, he is really in love with you as sick as it is. And me…" Again he studied her, wondering if she was ready for the truth. Was he ready to say it? Deciding that neither of them were not he went with the easy answer.
"And I care about you as a…'friend'…would." Elena rolled her eyes obviously not believing him.
"A friend would let me help out."
"Not a real friend. A real friend would make sure you were safe and not go out to do stupid stuff that could get you killed." Elena threw her hands up in defeat and crawled into bed tired from all the fighting she had had to do.
"I give up for now. Just remember Damon, I am not one to give up entirely." Damon smirked at this while crawling into his own makeshift bed.
"I know, why do you think I hang around so much?" Elena chuckled surprised by her sudden mood change as she turned out the light. She had thought it would be weird to sleep with him in the room, but strangely enough it was comforting.
(I am sorry if the characters seem a bit OOC but they are really hard for me to capture…-_-;…)