You can fit me
Inside the necklace you got when you were sixteen
Next to your heartbeat where I should be
Keep it deep within your soul
And if you hurt me
Well, that's okay baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
When I'm away, I will remember how you kissed me
Under the lamppost back on Sixth street
Hearing you whisper through the phone,
"Wait for me to come home."
Ed Sheeran: Photograph.
A Delena Fanfic.
Author's note: Hey Guys! So how are you all? Yeah I know it's been a while since I updated AGAIN. But I have been working A LOT recently, like 50 hours in one week, soo yeah, that's one reason. So this chapter got WAY longer than I expected it to be, by hey that positive right? It's actually only about Delena, and how the can't be without each other, and how when they're together they feel whole. So without spoiling more, here it is:
Chapter 3: Feels like home.
As Damon was running back to his car, he was thinking about what Jeremy had said. Even though Jeremy had been rambling, Damon knew what Jeremy had said was true. Elena Would go ballistic if he killed Matt. But then again Elena was like that with everyone Damon killed, even though it had saved her ass a couple of times. But the thing that had Damon worried for real, was when Jeremy had said that Elena loved Matt more than she love him... What if Jeremy was right about that part too? Damon knew Elena still cared for Matt, a lot. Still she had nearly tried to kill him, when she had first turned and used him as a human juice box. But that was the vampire instinct taking over, and she had been a mess after Damon had pulled her off of him. But Elena didn't show any love interest in Matt anymore, did she? She loved him, but she weren't IN love with him. Damon was so deep in thought that he almost ran into a tree. He missed it by a millimeter. "Okay, Damon, focus! You're almost at the car." he mumbled to himself. "Great!" he said a bit louder, "now you're also talking to yourself!"
Meanwhile Elena was on her way to her house hoping with all her heart that Matt hadn't taken Jeremy there, and that she wouldn't run into Stefan on the way. Tears where still running down her cheeks and she wasn't sure if they were ever gonna stop again. Elena pulled into her driveway and luckily there was no sign of Matt, Jeremy or Stefan. Unfortunately there was no sign of Damon either. She should have heard from him by now. He was usually quick with these things. She checked her phone for the tenth time since she had left the Lockwood's. Nothing. 'Well,' she thought, 'maybe he's waiting for me inside, in my room or something. Maybe he didn't wanna waste any time with getting his car, and he just ran straight over her!' She could almost hear her own excitement over this possibility. Just the slightest chance of her seeing Damon now, gave her the courage to walk up to the front door and go inside. When Elena entered she couldn't sense anyone in the house. Out of old human habit she called out anyway. "Damon? Are you here?" She waited a second, but there was no answer. In a way she was glad and in another way she wasn't. She had really hoped he would be there, but now she would get a moment to be alone, where she could cry and break down by herself, she decide that she would take a bath to clear her thoughts. It always helped her relax, and if someone should unexpectedly come home, they wouldn't could see she was crying. She went upstairs to her bedroom to find some clean cloth, but quickly decide that clothes could wait, and went straight into the bathroom. She turned on the water and let it run while she undressed and got ready for taking the bath she was longing for. When she finally felt like she was ready and she thought the water was hot enough she went into the bath cabin. When the first water drops hit Elena's hear, other water drops started hitting her toes. She was crying and sobbing uncontrollably now, and she couldn't concentrate about anything other than just standing there. With the water running from the shower and Elena's eyes she didn't hear her phone buzzing alarming in her bedroom.
Damon had tried to call Elena 3 times now, and he was starting to get worried. He was sitting in his car still at the Lockwood's. Damon hadn't decided weather to drive to Elena's house or just text her, and tell her that she was moving into the boarding house. He had chosen the option in between and called her. He tried again, but there was no answer. Now he was seriously worried. Even if she was downstairs and her phone was in her room, she would be able to hear it, what with her vamp hearing. He tried one last time. It rang 5 times before going to her voice-mail. He hung up, again. He then decide to take the drive to Elena's house just to be sure she was okay. He mind then began to come up with the most impossible things that could have happened to her. Like her being in a car crash and dying, or that she had cut herself on something and now was laying somewhere bleeding to death. But they were both impossible theories, she was a vampire for god sake! So he told his mind to shut up. He was getting closer to her house, but he still hadn't heard from her. He forced the Camaro forward even faster, he was now going twice the legal limit. But he didn't really care, if the police stopped him, he would just compel them to forget.
After what seemed hours Elena finally got enough control over her body to begin to scrub some of the blood of her neck, not that it was needed much since the water had almost washed it away. The tears though, was still streaming down her cheeks, at this she was surprised, she was sure she would have run dry by now. Elena put some of her favorite shampoo in her hair, and use the matching shower gel all over her body, and the smell of raspberry spread all over the bathroom, making Elena relax even more. She could feel her tight muscles relax, and with every muscle that relax Elena herself relaxed a bit more, and began to see some light at the end of the tunnel. to see that there actually was a chance everything would be okay. When Elena had washed all the soap out of her hair, and off of her body, she shut off the water and found a towel to wrap around her hair and one to wrap around her body. When she was almost dry all over her body she went into her room and sat on the bed to put on some of her favorite cream. It smelled of raspberries like her soap. While applying cream to her legs she got lost in thoughts. She was so lost in thoughts that she didn't hear the car driving down her street, she didn't even hear when it pulled into her driveway.
Damon was driving down Elena's street now. Two houses more and it would be Elena's house. He knew the way to it, like it was his own home. He pulled in to the driveway and was relieved to see her car holding there in the driveway. He sat still for a second listing. He could sense there was someone in the house, but who, he couldn't figure out. He went up to the front door, and was just about to knock, but then thought better of it, and just walked in. In case it wasn't Elena in the house, at least he would have the element of surprise. He tiptoe upstairs, where he could sense someone. the someone he could sense was in Elena's room. He stopped at the top of the stairs and listen again. He couldn't hear anything, but what sounded like hands sliding up and down legs. Damon went to Elena's door and creaked it open, and then called out "Elena?"
Elena jumped at the sound of a voice. At first she didn't recognize it. But then her mind caught up with her and she instantly knew who it was. Damon! How could she not had sensed him or heard him! "Elena, are you okay?" Damon tried again. He had now opened the door fully, so she could see all of him, and what a sight! He was still in his tux, and was - of course - still looking stunning. She didn't really know what to say so she just stared at him like a child see snow for the first time. Damon was now walking towards her, he looked worried. Elena didn't like the look of worry on Damon's face, when she saw it, all she wanted to do was make it go away. Make him think about something else, so she could see the rare, -but blinding- Damon Salvatore smile. "Princess please say something," Damon's voice sounded again. Elena had finally gather her thoughts enough to make a concrete sentence. "Are you okay?"
'Oh god,' Damon thought 'this girl, she is priceless. After all she has been trough today, and she asks ME if I'M okay! Ha! Priceless' While Damon's brain was having a good laugh, his heart whispered, 'That's why you love her, you idiot!' "Me? I'm fine, I'm more worried about you. After all it wasn't my brother who tried to stake me today." Damon answered Elena. Just as he was walking towards the bed where Elena was sitting, he noticed that she was only in a towel. He stopped at the foot of the bed to look into the big, brown, doe eyes of hers, searching, both for an answer and for the love only made for him, as they at times showed, even though Elena would never admit it. He found both. The answer was written all over her face and had been since he had entered her room. Yes she was okay, now that he was here, and as he starred into the chocolate brown deep that was her eyes, he was overwhelmed by the amount of love -made ONLY for him- he found there. It was like he got lost in her eyes, and couldn't find a way out. But he wasn't scared, he felt safe there, like nothing couldn't ever touch him or hurt him. It was like coming home.
Elena didn't know what to answer to that, but as she met Damon's ice blue eyes, she knew he had found the answer in her eyes. She blushed a bit, and then even deeper when she remembered that Damon Salvatore was standing in her bedroom and the only thing she was wearing was a towel. "So did you find Matt and Jeremy?" Elena asked to get to a not so intense topic. "Yeah I found them all right." Damon answered, while rubbing his the sore spot on his back where the stake had hit him. "What happened? How's Jeremy, Damon is he okay? And what about Matt?" Elena was getting all worked up about it, so Damon had to cut in. "Hey, hey, easy now Princess, one question at a time." Damon said easily, sitting down on the foot of the bed. "First, what about you get some clothes on, and then I'll tell you everything? Second, pack some things while you're at it. You're moving into the boarding house, and Matt's moving in with Jeremy." Before Elena could even get a word in Damon was on his way out her door. "Damon, wait!" Elena yelled after him, while getting up from the bed. Damon turned towards her, and yet again she was struck by his beauty. He turned his eyes, that looked as if they were a lightning strike towards her and just looked at her. Elena was walking towards him. "I just wanted to say thank you... For everything, I know how much it must have cost you." Elena was just besides Damon now, and at this close range, the urge to reach out and touch him, were almost irresistible. And the desire to stand up on her tiptoes and just press her lips, against his warm soft lips -just once- was burning in her like the sun hitting unprotected vampire skin.
Damon felt the desire too. But he had been fighting it for so long, that giving in to it, would be a relief. Before Damon could stop his actions, he was reaching out to cup Elena's face and turn it up towards his. His eyes locked with her deep chocolate brown, doe eyes. And right there, looking deep into the girl he loved eyes, he felt at home. He bent down slowly, never breaking the eye contact, and kissed her softly on her lips. As he kissed her, everything inside him that had been wrong, suddenly felt right, felt whole. He wished for the moment to never end, but like every good story, it was inevitable. After what seemed like a long time, that felt too short, he pulled back caressed her cheek, and went downstairs to wait for her.
Elena stood back in her room watching Damon turn and walk downstairs. She felt like a confused rabbit, who had been looking a snake in the eyes, just before getting killed, and just as the snake was about to strike, it had walked away. Even though a snake can't walk, but the just before it had crawled away. or whatever it is snakes do. She looked just as confused. She was trying to get her mind together, but it was something near impossible, so she decided that she would get clothes, and then try again afterwards. Elena didn't really watch what kind of clothes she was putting on, but when she was done and looked in the mirror, she had put on a dark blue dress, with red spots on it. It was a nice dress, it was actually a gift from her mother. And Elena knew by fact that it was from Paris. She had never worn it before. She had never really found the right occasion for it, and now it turned out that no special occasion was needed for her to wear it. Elena felt delighted and happy. She found an old sports bag, and began packing some clothes and some bathroom stuff, all that was needed for an extended stay at the boarding house. When she was done and also felt like she had gotten her mind together, she went downstairs to get some answers from Damon.
He instantly heard when she came down the stairs. He had actually already known she was on her way when she had closed the door to her room. Damon was standing in the kitchen looking out the window, and when he heard Elena coming down the stairs, he'd turned around and look at the door to the hallway, waiting for Elena to enter. And when she did, he was once again stunned. She looked stunning in that simple dark blue dress with red spots on it. Damon had always like the color blue on Elena. And when he thought back to last year's Miss Mystic Falls, where Elena had been wearing that deep silky blue dress, and they had dance that silly dance, he felt like he heart might jump out of his chest of happiness. "So, about Jeremy," Elena began, "what happened?" Damon looked at her in the eyes and said. "Well you properly won't get to see your brother for a while, he's gone mad."
"What do you mean mad?" Elena asked.
"He's totally kuk kuk. More than he was before." Damon answered.
"Damon! Jeremy has never been kuk kuk, or whatever you call it!" Elena said impatiently.
"He has, and you know it, but hey! Who is there to blame with all the weird stuff that have been going on this past year?" Damon said easily.
"Okay, but what about Matt?" Elena asked.
"Yeah what about him? He'll move in with the killing machine that is your brother, and you'll move into the boarding house, until we get Jeremy under control again. It's easy like that." Damon was growing a bit impatient, Mutt had already written to him three time, if he could bring Jeremy home, and now Damon could feel the phone buzzing in his pocket again.
"But.." Elena wasn't sure what to say.
"But what Elena? If you strictly want to know it was Matt's own idea that he would move in with Jeremy, and you moved to the boarding house." Damon just wanted them to get out of this house right now.
"But, then what about Stefan?" Elena said uneasily looking around uncomfortably.
'I'm gonna kill Stefan for whatever he has done to Elena!' Damon thought angrily. "Well I guess Stefan just has to get over himself and accept the situation." Damon had once again caught Elena's eyes and could see the fear in them. "But thinking about it, it might be a good idea if I drove first and told him about the situation."
"Yeah, I guess that's a good idea." Elena said looking away from Damon once again.
"Elena, hey, look at me." Damon was standing right besides her now. He put a hand under her chin and lifted it up, forcing her to look at him. "It's going to be okay. I promise." And as they stared into each other's eyes, it was like all the wrongs inside of them got turned to rights, and at last they both felt like they were home.
Author's PS: Well this was it for this time, hopefully it won't take so long to upload the next chapter, though I can't promise you anything. I would really like if there was just one of you who would write a review for me, cause I have NO idea, what so ever, of what you guys thinks about this story. So let me know what you think so far. And here's the bit of information about myself I promised: So my family is made if my mom and dad and my big brother. I have a dog called Elo. (He's the cutes thing EVER!) Elo is a German wirehaired pointer, if anyone knows what that is, and if you don't then try to google it. You won't regret it! :) I have used Elo for hunting since I was ten. And I just got my own hunting license last year.
