The search begins
It wasn't the first time Damon provoked an enemy before but this time he knew he royally messed up. The burn on his back was already healing and He was wasting no time gulping down a cup of whiskey, before tossing the rest into the fire place. He winced as the flames engulfed, it was a little reminder of the pain he just endured. Maybe it was a pain he deserved?
"Caroline told us what happened." Elena spoke up once she entered the living room.
"I guess the bedroom got boring?" she uncomfortably laughed.
"Nothing boring ever happens in my bedroom Elena. Just the scenery.." He slowly tilted his head toward Elena. Her cheeks turned a bright pink and she couldn't hide the giggle from escaping.
"You're really willing to just commit suicide to save my life?" Damon asked, a bit thrilled yet appalled by her attempts in doing so.
"I don't see it as suicide Damon. I know you would do the same for me." There was Such reassurance in her statement that Damon couldn't help but to object.
"Why would I die for you Elena? And how can you be so sure that I actually care for you?" He flatly asked, his tone sour.
"Damon, you try to present yourself as a guy who doesn't feel but you do. You feel a lot for others and that scares you which is why you try your damnedest to prove otherwise, But you don't fool me. If you honestly don't care for me then why would you try to protect me from Klaus? If you're going to lie about your feelings toward me then I suggest you just don't speak." Elena Justified.
"Do you love Stefan?" Damon inquired as he watched Elena's eyes fall from his.
"I don't think I love him the way he loves me." she admitted, her shoulders slumping slightly.
"Do you love me?" He quickly wondered.
"I do, I do love you in many different ways then your brother." she replied.
"I guess I picked a bad time to walk in." Stefan claimed, his unexpected arrival startled Elena.
"Stefan.." she began, but he was already gone.
With betrayal stinging in her eyes, she turned to face Damon yet again and said with pure venom. "You knew he was here.. but this is just another tactic to try and prove you have no care for me at all. Well you got what you wanted.. I don't believe you have one ounce of kindness or care in that cold body of yours. I hope the witch doing this would just kill you already. No one wants you around anyways Damon, all you do is cause trouble and bring pain to others. Your own brother could careless about your existence.. Now wither away in your drunken bitterness and wait for death to finally take what belongs to it"
This was, in fact, an incredible shock to Damon. Her words slicing the heart he swore he didn't have. He watched Elena chase after Stefan, the scene he was already use to seeing way before her time and he did just as Elena told him too. He drank away the little care he had and filled himself with spite.
It didn't take long for Damon to allow his thoughts to bombard his head and when they did, he refused to allow a pathetic human girl fill his head with such lies. Less then ten minutes later, He found himself in the back of Elena's car. He anxiously watched as she pushed through his front door and made her way to the SUV. Once safely inside and engine turned on, Damon patently waited for the perfect time to attack. Elena was ten minutes down the road by the time she caught a glimpse of Damon in the back.
She slammed on the breaks and whorled around, but the back seat was empty.
"Hello Elena." Damon acknowledged in her passengers seat.
"why are you in my car?" Elena demanded, her voice echoed anger, but her eyes showed fear.
Damon, ignoring her demand, pushed Elena out of the car, and pinned her against a tree only a few feet behind. Elena gasped for air, tears forming in the corners of her eyes.
how could such a beautiful women, be so ugly inside? Damon thought to himself.
As Elena's tears slid down her flushed cheeks, Damon felt his own slip from his eyes. He slowly loosened his grip on her throat, but only enough so she wouldn't lose conciseness.
"Why did you leave me? Why can't you just love me.. Just love me.. Why is Stefan always getting in the way? What is so wrong with me that You can't love me?" Damon interrogated.
"Damon.. Please.." Elena pleaded, as she stared petrified at Damon's lips curling, now revealing fangs.
"I love you, Damon. I love you." Elena choked.
"You can't love me, Because I don't know how to love you back." He expressed, his drunken, high state of emotions running haywire.
"You need me..Damon, Please stop." Elena begged as she struggled to take a deep breath.
The image playing out in front of Damon began to blur, what was once Elena pinned against the tree, soon turned to Katherine in her place. Her hair perfectly curled, her porcelain face glistened with tears, and her eyes sparkled under the moonlight. She was such a beautiful mess. Damon's grip tightened around her neck causing Her angel like features to morph into the killer she is. Her fangs snapping in Damon's direction.
"You already killed me Katherine." Damon growled, biting into her neck.
"I'm Elena! Stop!" Elena screamed trying to fight against his strength.
But it was impossible to get free, and as her vision faded Damon continued to suck the life out of her.
"Please.. Damon, It's you. Its always going to be you." Elena weakly whispered.
Damon, now coming to the realization of the events happening by his own hands, pushed away from Elena. She fell to the ground, blood soaking into her white shirt. This was all apart of the witches game. Damon dropped to his knees and placed Elena's head in his lap.
"Elena wake up." He begged carefully shaking her lifeless body.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I didn't know it was you.. I didn't. Please don't leave me." He cried, clinging to Elena for forgiveness.
He slowly placed his forehead onto hers and whispered "I'll make this right, I promise." and bit into his wrist and lightly hung it over her soft lips.
Not even two minutes after Damon's horrific outburst, Elena was already pushing herself off of the ground and grabbing her throbbing neck. "what happened?" she wondered as she turned to Damon.
"I'm sorry, but if you can't remember then I don't want to tell you because I don't want lose you for ever." Damon told her.
"Damon, my car is on the side of the road and I'm waking up in the woods a few feet from it.. Beside you.. My neck hurts.. And my shoulder is covered in blood. It doesn't take genius to figure out what happened." Elena said, Licking her dry and salty lips.
"then why ask me?." Damon snapped, already feeling sober from the blood.
"My memories a bit fuzzy right now, but whatever happened I have a gut feeling that you didn't mean it. I'm going to remember eventually Damon." she confessed, sincerity lingering in her eyes.
"I know that, but Can we pause for a moment and take this conversation to Klaus?" Damon requested, not wanting to be tricked again and a bit paranoid that Elena may remember sooner then expected.
"Okay.. Well Bonnie's Grams didn't tell me who was causing you this, just the fact that she knew and if wanted to keep her family protected she couldn't give me a name but Damon, I know this sounds crazy and suicidal but Klaus can help us and I know if I provide him with evidence, honesty, and a deal he cant refuse then he'll help me and I can make you better. " Elena explained, inching closer to Damon.
"well, if You go after Klaus, you're going to have to be cut throat and devious. And I'm so much better at that than you." Damon Assured.
"wait.. So you want me to explain my idea about going to Klaus but yet your hinting to me that you want to join me?" Elena guessed.
"Bingo.." Damon winked before gesturing toward the car.
