Thank you for your reviews and for helping me out. I decided to write in both Stefan and Elena POV since that's what you all wanted. When I think it's needed I'll use Damon POV but I promise that won't happen often. And to Jess; thank you! And I'll keep writing as long as you all want me to ;)
Enjoy!
Stefan POV
As I walked into Damon's room, he was just laying down on his bed with a bottle of scotch in his hand. I went to stand right in front of him and waited for him to look up. When he did, I held up my hand with the boxers in it and swung it in front of him.
'I thought you might want this back', I said angrily.
'Thank you, brother', he said while leaning over to grab his boxers out of my hand.
As soon as he touched it, I immediately had my hands around his neck and pressed him against a wall of his room. I knew I promised Elena not to fight with him but it was just so hard to control myself after what he had done to her. I decided to keep my promise and tried to hurt him with words.
'Do you have any idea what you've done to her? She cried for the whole night and even this morning it was one of the first things that came up in her mind. But no, you don't have any idea 'cause it's what you do, right? Using people, especially women, to play your games. Don't you ever feel disgusted with yourself? I knew you used all those other women but Elena? I never thought you could do such a thing to her. I thought you loved her. So why did you do it? Why did you rape her even though you pretended to love her?'
'I... I didn't... I didn't want to rape her', he stammered.
'Wow, that's new', I thought to myself, 'Damon Salvatore who stutters, never thought I'd see that day.'
'Yeah, sure, if you didn't want to rape her then why did you do it?'
'She was laying there on the bed in just her underwear, you weren't home and I just couldn't control myself anymore. I just wanted to know what it would feel like with her. Because I do love her and I needed to know if it would be different from having sex with all the other women.'
'Of course it would be different but that didn't mean you had to rape her. If you really loved her, you wouldn't have done it. You would be able to control yourself because you were going to wait until she would be ready for it. That's what you would have done if you really loved her, not just rape her because you just wanted to know what it would "feel like".'
With that I let go of him and headed to his door when his voice stopped me.
'Tell her that I'm really, really sorry', he said with sincerity and compassion in his voice.
I turned around to face him once again. 'You can tell her yourself when she wants to talk to you again, if she ever wants to talk to you again', I murmured the last part under my breath but I'm sure he heard it.
I walked out of his room and went to go back to my room but when I heard the shower was still on, I decided to go downstairs and make her some breakfast. When I got downstairs I went to the kitchen to make her some pancakes. I wanted to spoil her after all she had been through and I wanted her to forget about if for just one moment. Actually I wanted her to forget about it at all but I knew that would be impossible so I would just try to get her mind of a bit.
When I finished making her breakfast I went up the stairs and was surprised to hear that the shower was still on. I put her breakfast down on the nightstand and walked over to the bathroom. I knocked on the door but there came no respond.
'Elena?', I asked and knocked again but there still came no respond. I decided to just walk in because I knew something would be off.
I was startled by the scene in front of me. There she was sitting on the ground with cold water running down her body. She stared at me with those big brown eyes and it looked like they would fall out of her head. She was shivering from the cold and her skin was already a light shade of blue.
I walked over to her and turned off the shower. I grabbed a towel from behind me and wrapped it around her body as I pulled her to her feet. I held her tight against me while rubbing her arms to warm her up a bit.
I lifted her up in my arms and carried her over to the bed. I gently sat her down and picked up one of my shirts that lay on the floor and put it over her head. Then I gently lifted her up again and lay her down under the sheets. She was still shivering so I got in beside her and pulled her tight to my chest.
Elena POV
When the bathroom door opened, I opened my eyes to stare at the intruder. Thankfully it was Stefan and I knew he would come to help me. He gently pulled me up and wrapped a towel around my body. He brought me back to our room and put one of his shirts on me. All the time I found myself not being able to speak or to give him any response. All I could do was just stare at him and let him do all the work. He then pulled the sheets over me and pulled me tight to his chest.
He gently stroked my hair and I felt myself relax beside him. I was still shivering but I was getting warmer and it didn't take long for me to stop shivering.
It was then I realised he was talking to me. He was telling me all those nonsense like: 'everything's okay' and 'everything's going to be fine'.
I really liked him telling me those things but it didn't help very much.
But then again, what would help? Nothing would and I knew that he knew that too. He was just trying to make me feel a little better and I liked him for it.
'Stefan...', I said, unsure of what to say.
'Shh, it's okay, everything's going to be okay', he told me once again.
I closed my eyes for a moment and when I opened them again I noticed the plate with breakfast standing on the nightstand.
'Stefan, what's that?', I asked pointing to the nightstand.
'It's breakfast. I made it for you when you were taking a shower. I wanted to surprise you and I wanted to get your mind of a bit.'
I smiled a little at his attempt to make me feel better and decided to just give it a chance.
