Alone
Chapter: 7
Elena's POV:
We drove the all the way back to the boarding house in silence. It was an uneasy silence, something happened at the mall to frighten Damon and nothing frightens him.
When we got to the boarding house I climbed out of the car and followed Damon inside. He went to the kitchen; I sat my bags down on the couch and went in the kitchen behind him. He was downing a bag of blood when I walked in. "Damon, what happened?" I asked nonchalantly, leaning against the counter. He looked at me, threw his blood bag away and started to walk out. I touched his shoulder and said, "Damon, please tell me." He turned to face me, his blue eyes burning holes through me. He was walking closer to me; I was slowly walking backwards, not out of fear, out of instinct.
My back hit the counter; he was standing inches away from me. I could hear my heartbeat in my ears so; I knew it sounded like a jackhammer to him. "I don't know who it was, he threaten my life and yours if I didn't leave you. I will never leave you Elena." He whispered. I looked into his eyes forgetting what I was about to say to him.
He was leaning into me and I was subconsciously leaning into him, the moment his lips touched mine I saw fireworks. It was perfect, the way our lips molded together. I felt him run his tongue softly against my bottom lip; I opened my mouth and gave him access. My knees were going weak. Somehow he knew this, I felt him run his hands down my thighs, which caused me to shiver, and picked me up and put me on the counter never breaking the kiss. He was now kissing down my jaw and neck. I wrapped my legs around his waist to pull him closer. I pulled him back to my lips and deepened the kiss. Before I knew what I was doing, I was trying to take off his leather jacket. Damon froze against my lips and asked, "Are you sure?"
"Yes." I answered. Before I finished the thought, my back was against the black sheets of his bed. He was running his hands up my shirt and taking it off. He was kiss down my neck, shoulders, and down to my waist. He undid my pants and pulled them off. I reached up and undid the buttons on his shirt and pulled it over his shoulders to reveal his muscular chest. I traced my fingers down his chest to his belt and undid it. I pulled down his pants as he kissed my lips again.
Stefan's POV:
"I can't take this any more." I shouted aloud. I need to go back home. I can't stay here forever and hide. She needs to know the truth of why I left. I can't protect her from here. She needs to know that I someone threatened me by killing her if I didn't leave. I am afraid that he is still larking out there, waiting to kill her.
I walked down stairs and paid for the latest rent that was due and told them that I was leaving. I walked out the doors happy to be able to go home.
I ran to the airport. "When is the next flight to Mystic Falls?" I asked the women behind the desk.
"In one hour, would you like a ticket?" She said smiling.
"Yes please." I said handing her the cash for the ticket.
I walked out of the airport to hunt and got back forty five minutes later. I sat down and grabbed a magazine to read until a voice came over the loud speaker, "Flight 856 to Mystic Falls now boarding." I walked to the gate and handed the women my ticket and got on the plane. I found my seat and waited for the plane to land back home in Mystic Falls.
?'s POV:
I have been watching Damon and Stefan for a long time. You could say I have been studying them. I know what means the most to them, Elena. I take her and they will fall in my trap. Kill them she hurts, kill her they hurt.
Damon doesn't listen very well, I told him to leave her or I would kill her and him. That threat brought her straight into his arms. He thought it a good thing, he will thing differently.
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You will know who the mystery person is in the next chapter.
Stefan's coming back…what's going to happen?
