Disclaimer: I don't own anything blah blah blah. I hope the nice people at the CW don't sue me nor does the author of the series, LJ Smith pull an Anne Rice.
BTW: In case you are wondering, Elena was under compulsion at the end... yeah, that's why she was so willing to let Damon totally like bang her.
Elena wakes up alone which is quite a relief but her head hurts. Her left wrist aches with pain as she feels her pulse dying to burst through the skin. She glances down to see a healing bite wound, still a bit raw and puffy. Elena makes a quiet noise that is almost like a whimper and locks herself in her bathroom. She washes her face with cold water and tries to remember exactly what happened to her wrist. She wants to know how it happened. She closes her eyes, taking a deep breath and tries to make sense of everything.
"I want you to bite me," Elena murmurs, as Damon places kisses all along her neck and collarbone. He pauses when he hears her, his lips resting in the hollow of her throat.
Damon looks up, slightly surprised. Never had he compelled her to make her think she wanted to do this nor did Damon intend on forcing it upon her unless he, well, lost control. Until now, he'd been fine controlling everything but just the thought of her hot blood running down his throat was enough to drive any vampire mad. His blood lust takes over as he almost crazily grabs her wrist and takes a deep bite. He hears her gasp in pain as he continues drinking. She tastes so good. He feels her other hand tighten in his hair and he decides to pull away.
Elena sighs, her eyes closing slowly as his lips travel slowly back up her forearm, his nose tickling her delicate skin with its faint blue veins.
Elena's eyes open in sheer shock as she realizes that she asked to be bitten. She shakes her head in denial, and stares in the mirror, her neck red, just like her wrist. Elena screams, no, Elena shrieks, and both Jenna and Jeremy are knocking at the door. Elena stops, sliding to the floor, the salty tears dripping down her face as she sobs.
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Elena arrives at the Salvatore boarding house, hair damp, scarf wrapped multiple times around her neck and in her leather jacket despite the warmth of the day that doesn't require a jacket. Stefan answers the door, relief washing over his face when he sees her. However, he notices Elena avoiding eye contact, her eyes red and puffy and immediately starts worrying again.
"Elena, come in. What's wrong?" Stefan asks. Elena enters but doesn't say anything. He takes her to the parlor where he sits down with her on the couch. He tries to get her to talk to him, or even just look at him but she resists.
"Elena, please, just speak to me," Stefan begs.
Elena shakes her head, as she bites down on her lower lip. New tears form as Stefan continuously tries to get Elena to say something. "I can't tell you," Elena cries. She looks at him, her beautiful eyes full of sorrow.
"You can tell me anything Elena," Stefan says again, he tries to hold her hand but she won't let him.
She stares at him and says monotonously, "I can't tell you. I promised not to." Stefan sees the lack of life in her voice and eyes when she says that, the absence of emotion and he knows what's happened.
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Elena storms out on Stefan and speeds home. Once she does, she locks her bedroom door and shuts her window, locking that as well. She flops down onto her bed and cries. She tries to remember what happened but her memory is splotchy, holes in places where memories should be. The frustration of not being able to know what happened is enough to drive her mad and the hot tears don't stop streaming down her face. When she opens her eyes, she sees Damon sitting on her bed and she wants to scream.
"What are you doing here?" She grumbles.
"Thank you for not telling Stefan," Damon says smoothly, ignoring her death tucks stray hair behind her ear.
"What's happening to me? I can't remember... anything. I don't know what's happening," Elena sobs.
Damon pulls her close and whispers in her ear, "It's okay. Everything is just fine, Katherine," Damon reassures.
Elena pulls away from the tight embrace. "My name is Elena," she hisses. "MY. NAME. IS. ELENA." Elena screeches. She grabs something to throw at him, the nearest thing being a hair brush. She hurls it at him but it doesn't seem to even cause him to flinch. She pushes him away and spots the glass of water that is from the previous night. She throws that at him to and it shatters, the water splashing everywhere. There appear to be a few cuts on his body but they only remain for a few milliseconds before the skin heals itself.
Elena wants to hurt him, so badly but nothing seems to hurt him. She hits him as hard as she can and occasionally, he'll stop her from hitting him. "What's happening?" Elena gasps. She stops hitting him, out of breath. She falls to the floor, sobbing.
"My name is Elena," she repeats over and over again. However, she's interrupted when Damon grabs her arm and drags her to her feet.
"We need to get out of here, right now," he says quickly. He slips the crying Elena out through the window and to her car.
He places her in the passenger seat, buckling her seat belt before he heads to the drivers seat. He drives too fast for the suburban streets and drives faster than it is safe. He keeps driving until they reach the woods where he takes her to some camping clearing.
"What's going on?" Elena whispers, finally having stopped crying.
Damon puts a lip to his lips to tell her to be silent. However, when Elena takes a small step forward and breaks a twig, Damon curses. In a flash, Stefan is there, attacking Damon.
Elena screams, feeling the tears form.
The two brothers fight, yelling at each other and Elena is shrieking all the while.
"She's not Katherine," Stefan yells, grabbing a tree branch, raising his arm.
Damon, who's stronger throws him off. "She's whatever I want her to be!" He yells back.
It's clear that the two brothers are in it to the death and Elena doesn't know what to do. She's shaking violently and backs away from the brothers, ripping at each other. The two circle each other and Elena runs to Stefan. She grabs him by the shoulders, shaking him. He's livid, his eyes red and fangs showing.
"Stefan, stop it!" Elena begs, hitting her hands against his chest. His face is going back to normal as he calms down.
"Elena, what did he do to you?" he asks, full of rage.
Elena shakes her head. "Nothing. I swear. I don't know what happened. Nothing did!" Elena's changing her answers quickly. "I can't tell you!" She says, throwing her hands up in exasperation. When she does, her jacket slides up her arm and he sees.
The bite has subsided to be a scar, still a bit red but mostly healed. Stefan's eyes grow wide. "What happened there?"
Elena quickly tries to cover the wound up but Stefan is quick to grab her wrist. "He did this to you?" he whispers. Stefan unravels Elena's scarf and sees the wound there and her necklace-less neck.
"Stefan, it's not what you think!"
"No, Elena, you don't understand. He's compelling you!" Stefan pushes her away and Elena falls to the ground. However, right now, Stefan is intent on killing Damon. Although Damon has the advantage, Stefan manages to spear a thick branch through his gut.
"Your a real bastard," Stefan hisses.
This time, Damon has no witty remark.
"I understand that it must be hard to understand that Katherine is DEAD and that humans aren't yours to control but this is beyond even you. Elena is not Katherine," Stefan withdraws the branch, about to to stake him. He throws his arm back and lets it rush towards Damon's non-existent heart. However, the branch stops short from entering Damon's chest.
Stefan wants to stake him, he really does. For everything he's done. For killing Lexi, using Elena... Stefan wants to kill him. He really does but doesn't. Because although there may be no humanity in Damon, there is some in Stefan. That part of him that loves Elena stops him from doing so and it angers Stefan. He has every reason to kill Damon but can't force himself to do so.
Elena is more important.
He ditches Damon and rushes back to Elena, still sitting on the ground. He looks at her in the eyes. "Elena, this is going to be very hard to understand but you have to listen to me."
"No. This is what I want." It's impossible for another vampire to break another vampire's compulsion, let alone Damon's.
"No, Elena," a new voice says. "This is what you want. Everything that happened, everything that you can't remember happened because you were compelled. And now, you're going to remember everything that happened. Whatever I said when you were compelled, you'll forget. Do you understand?"
Elena nodded. "I understand."
Damon sighs. "I'm sorry Elena."
Elena looks up and slaps him as hard as she can. Her hand starts throbbing with pain. "I want my necklace back," is the first thing she says. He returns the necklace and as soon as she puts it on, her hazy returning memory becomes clearer. "Stefan should have killed you," Elena spits out. "I'll honestly never understand why he didn't. I'm not Katherine. And you better understand that before I kill you."
Elena stands up. Stefan and Damon follow her.
"You treated me like I was some doll that you could control and turn into Katherine. And I will never forgive you for that." Elena screams at Damon. Crying again, she hugs Stefan. She just wants to go home and Stefan understands, carrying her back to her car.
Damon watches as the two leave and stares down at the ground. Images of Katherine flood his mind and he wonders how he can even cry if he's dead.
Fin.
A/N: Yeah, the ending kinda sucked. I know. LOL. But this is what happens when someone who has the nastiest combination of ADD/OCD and a caffeine rush does. This story was over for me so I had to end it. But ignore everything I just said if you enjoyed it. HEHE.
