Elena POV:
When I awoke the next morning I was in Damon's bed and his arms held me close. His breathing was deep and slow, so I knew he was still asleep. I watched his face as he dreamed. I wondered if he was dreaming about me, about us. We hadn't done anything the night before; just held each other until we fell asleep. I ran my finger across his beautifully sculpted cheek bone. Damon stirred and rolled over so that he was facing away from me. Slowly I got out of the bed and went to the door; I went down stairs to the kitchen quietly singing 'You picked me' by A Fine Frenzy. It was one of my favorite songs and I thought it fit this particular situation.
one two three,
counting out the signs we see
the tall buildings
fading in the distance
My feet touched the last step of the staircase…
only dots on a map
four five six
the two of us a perfect fit
youre all mine all mine
I entered the kitchen, heading towards the pantry…
and all I can say
is you blow me away
I open the pantry door…
like an apple on a tree
hiding out behind the leaves
I was difficult to reach
but you picked me
And reached in for the coffee…
like a shell upon a beach
just another pretty piece
I was difficult to see
but you picked me,
yeah you picked me
It was unusually cold in here. Forgetting the coffee, I turned to find the French doors leading outside ajar…
so softly,
rain against the windows
and the strong coffee
warming up my fingers
in this fishermans house
you got me,
I walked towards the door, the floor cold where my feet touched the tile…
searched the sand
and climbed the tree
and brought me back down
and all I can say
is you blow me away
After I shut the door I turned back to towards the pantry…
like an apple on a tree
hiding out behind the leaves
I was difficult to reach
but you picked me
The coffee was already on the counter, how did that happen? I walked forward, still chilly, but still singing…
like a shell upon a beach
I suddenly felt like there was a presence behind me…
just another pretty piece
I turned to tell Damon good morning…
I was difficult to see
To tell him to go back to bed, so I could serve him breakfast…
but you picked me, yeah you picked me
Ricky was there instead, his eyes were dark with thirst and only when he lunged at my throat did I see the horrified, guilt stricken face behind him.
"Elena!" I heard Damon scream, but he couldn't save me, not this time.
"I l—love yo—" I tried to choke out, but the world went black.
Damon POV:
My wrists and ankles were burning. I opened my eyes and saw the silver handcuffs on both my wrists strapping me down. One glance at my feet told me that they were chained together with pure silver. Despite the pain, I saw a note on the mirror, written in Elena's lipstick. You will pay, but for her life or yours? I strained my ears to work and I could hear Elena singing lightly, trying not to wake me
"But you picked me, yeah you picked me." Then I heard her gasp and some sign of struggle.
"Elena!" I screamed to no avail. I couldn't get to her, couldn't save her.
"I l—love yo—" I heard her fragile voice say. Then it was silent and I knew that whoever had taken her was gone. I couldn't feel her presence in the house any longer.
"Elena!" I yelled again. I had to get out of here, had to save her. But I could feel my body letting go, feel my strength betraying me.
"I'm coming," I whispered before my world went black.
Haha. Gotta love the action packed chapter. What did you think, hmm? Well I'm going away for the weekend and I probably won't be near a computer, so I thought I'd give you all something now. Enjoy :)
-S.