Hey guys! Thank you for the reviews! I completely forgot to tell you earlier but English isn't my native language so I'm sorry if there are any (grammer) mistakes. My native language is Dutch so if you want me to translate this story into Dutch all you have to do is ask. Enjoy!
Stefan POV
I woke up the next morning hearing Elena scream. She had fallen asleep late last night after crying for hours. I wanted to stay awake to keep an eye on her and if she would wake up from a nightmare I'd be there for her. But somehow I had fallen asleep and now I hated myself for it.
I turned around to take her into my arms and pulled her tight against me. She cried into my chest and I gently stroked her hair.
'Shh, it's okay, you're safe now', I said trying to sooth her.
'I.. I just woke up and I felt completely normal like nothing was wrong but then I saw.. I saw...', her voice broke and she couldn't finish her sentence anymore, crying uncontrollably into my chest.
'Shh, shh, what did you see, honey?', I asked rubbing her back.
She shook her head against my chest, not wanting to tell me. I decided to just wait until she was calmed down a little and then I'd ask her again. I pulled her into my lap and gently rocked her back and forth. I kept rubbing soothing circles on her back and making soothing noises until she calmed down.
'You can tell me, honey, what did you see?', I asked wanting to know what she'd seen to make her so upset.
She shook her head again but this time she pointed her finger to something on the floor, not looking at it. I followed her finger and then I saw what caused her scream. There it was, laying on the floor, Damon's boxers. I had completely forgotten to get rid of it last night, too occupied with Elena to bother about anything else. I mentally hit myself for that stupidity.
'Elena, I'm so sorry, I should have thrown it away last night but I completely forgot. I'm so sorry.'
I felt her pull away from me and I thought she would be mad but she looked at me with a confused look in her eyes and took my face in her hands.
'Stefan, I don't blame you for it, this is not your fault.', she said to me, looking me in the eyes.
'But Elena, I..',
'It's not your fault Stefan, it's HIS.', she interrupted me before I could finish my sentence and I noticed her not wanting to say his name because it would hurt too much.
That's what made me really mad. I got up from the bed and headed to the door.
'Where are you going?', Elena asked.
I stopped at the door and turned around to look at her. I walked back to the bed and picked Damon's boxers up from the floor.
'I'm going to bring something back to its owner.', I said and saw her flinch. I was about to turn around again when she grabbed wrist.
'Don't. Stay with me. Don't go to him.', she begged.
'Elena, I have to. I have to make clear to him what he's done to you. I won't let him get away with it this easily.', I explained to her.
'Don't fight with him, Stefan. He'll hurt you. Please, don't.'
'Okay', I sighed, 'I won't fight with him. I'll just go talk to him and make things pretty clear.'
With that I kissed her softly on her forehead and walked out of my room and over to Damon's.
Elena POV
When Stefan left the room, I decided to get up and take a shower. I didn't like him going over to.. Damon. When I thought of his name a shiver ran down my spine. I tried to shrug it off and walked into the bathroom and got into the shower.
I felt the hot water running over my body and it immediately made me relax. I tried to forget about what happened last night but somehow images kept coming back to my mind. HIM hovering over me, HIM taking of my underwear, HIM kissing me, HIM inside me. Tears were running down my cheeks again and I let them flow. This time I didn't try to stop the tears and I let sadness take over me.
A little later I found myself sitting down on the floor with cold water running over me. I must have turned the water to cold but I couldn't remember it and I couldn't remember sitting down either. I felt really cold but I didn't mind. All I could think of was feeling dirty.
I got up to my feet and tried to wash it away. I tried to wash HIM away but I still felt dirty. I started to fiercely rub myself but it didn't work. I kept feeling dirty and I couldn't take it away.
I sat down again feeling defeated. I let the cold water run over me and closed my eyes, wanting to forget about last night, about everything, about anyone.
So that's it. Did you like it? Do you want me to write more or less in Stefan, Elena or Damon POV? I'm already working on the next chapter so it'll be up soon!
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