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Bound To You

Chapter 11:

Dear Diary,

It's been a week since Bonnie put the binding spell on Damon and I and things are still not easy; but with Damon, is anything ever easy? When I think about it, nothing about this week can even be considered easy. From Stefan's constant pleas to forgive him and talk to him, to Caroline's reaction to finding out exactly what Bonnie and Stefan did. To say she had an opinion about the whole situation is a huge understatement-

I stop writing and look out the window from my perch on my window seat, as I recall the day I came clean to Caroline about what happened. And the unwanted, uncomfortable conversation that followed.

The morning after the whole Bonnie debacle Damon and I woke up to someone pounding on my bedroom door. I slowly open my eyes and look at Damon sleeping beside me. To anyone who didn't know he was a vampire, it would look like he truly was still a sleep. But me knowing that these beautiful creatures do exist, I know for a fact that Damon was forced out of his slumber the minute the front door was opened.

I nudge Damon as the pounding continues.

"Elena open up!" I hear Caroline say from the other side of my door, resulting in Damon grunting into my pillow.

My bedroom door was impatiently thrown open. "Elena, we really-" Caroline cuts off at the site of Damon's shirtless back in my bed. "What the hell is Damon doing in your bed!"

Closing my eyes I mentally wish this is just a dream and that Caroline would disappear into thin air, but no such luck. "Caroline this is definitely not you think it looks like." I say as I rip the pillow out from under Damon's head only for him to roll over and use my stomach as a pillow.

"And what exactly does it, not look like, Elena? Cause it looks like you're in bed with your boyfriend's brother, but please correct me if I'm wrong."

"Ex-boyfriend." I murmur, as I grab a hand full of Damon's dark locks and forcefully pull his head off my stomach.

"Ow." Damon says as finally opening his blue eyes, and glares at me. "The one thing I have learned about you, from this whole experience is that you can be very violent in the morning." I watch him as he sits up and leans against my headboard. "Blondie, what can we help you with at-" he looks over at my alarm clock beside him, "10:00 in the morning. It's not like we have anything better to do at this ridiculous hour."

"I want Elena to explain why you are in bed with her, among other things."

"Caroline," I say as I climb out of bed and stand in front of her, "nothing happened."

"Yeah Blondie, nothing happened." Damon says mockingly.

"And even if I did sleep with Damon, it would not be yours or anyone else's business. Stefan and I broke up, so I can sleep with whoever the hell I want and I don't need to run it by anyone to see if they think that it's okay."

"But Elena. Stefan-"

I cut her of as I feel a rush of anger go through me. "Stefan is the reason why this okay Caroline. Stefan is the one who was insecure about our relationship. Stefan was the one that went to Bonnie to magically bind me to his brother. Stefan is the one who basically told me he could no longer stand by me as my boyfriend. So don't you dare come to me with excuses about how Stefan and I should get back together when you don't have a clue why we broke up in the first place." The anger doesn't diminish as I vent out all my frustration, if anything it gets worse. "And to top with wonderful morning off about why things are the way they are, we can not forget about Bonnie. Our dear friend Bonnie can't undo any of the mess she made because there is some unknown witch who is preventing her from undoing the spell. And let's not forget the latest piece of info, that Bonnie likes to skim through the warnings on her spells." By the time I'm done I am seeing red. No matter what I do I can't seem to calm myself down for the life of me.

"Elena be serious for a second. Stefan is such a sweet guy! He's like the perfect guy and-" Caroline says oblivious to what is mentally going through my head.

"You know what Care? If Stefan is so fucking perfect, like you think he is than why don't you date him!"

I don't realize I'm shaking until I feel Damon walk up behind me and pull me against his chest. "Shhh. Elena you need to breathe. You can't let the anger control you." I bury my head in Damon's naked chest and hold him to me like he was my lifeline. "Just listen to my voice. Everything is going to be okay." He says as he runs his fingers through my long brown hair.

After a few more minutes of us standing there in silence, I raise my head but not before I kiss his chest lightly and whisper thank you quiet enough that Caroline couldn't hear it even with her vampire hearing.

The smirk on Damon's face caused me to smile and to blush slightly. "Are you 2 done or do you want me to leave so you can just screw each other and be done with it." Caroline says from behind me, annoyance very clear in her tone.

Rolling our eyes, Damon and I turn back to back to Caroline.

"Well Blondie you could always stay and watch, you might actually learn something that you could use with that lab dog you call a boyfriend." Damon says, smirking at Caroline's horrified/shocked expression.

"Fuck you, Damon." she spits out angrily. I can slightly see veins show up under her eyes, as she tries to repress her vampire face.

"Mmhn. Well you have." he winks at her causing a hot ball of rage to go through me, "And if I remember correctly, you told Elena that I was amazing." Damon says as he puts emphasis on amazing.

"Oh my god! Shut up!" their bickering was starting to drive me crazy.

"Sorry." they say in unison.

After a moment Caroline breaks the silence, "So are you 2 going to give me the whole story or just the point form notes?" She says sarcastically.

After giving Caroline a small smile I sit on my bed and tell her the whole story. From the day Damon took my clothes, to us finding out about the spell. I did skimmed through parts of our Georgia road trip, I was not telling her about the hot make-out session for obvious reasons; and than I finally told her about Bonnie's visit the day before.

After I finished retelling her everything she said to me in a cautious tone, very aware now that I can easily snap. "Bonnie as a point Elena."

"What do you mean?"

"About you being angry at yourself for falling- I mean have feelings for Damon."

"Damon and I are friends." I say very aware of the shocked look on Damon's face.

"Since when? Cause only a few days ago did you hate him and say that everything about anything, was his fault."

"This experience causes things to change." I say looking down at my hands in my lap. 'People change...'

I sigh loudly as I look over at Damon lying on my bed with my teddy bear on his chest. I smile slightly at the site before me as I watch him go through the music on my iPod. Even though I have known Damon for 2 years I still have the habit of forgetting what he is, when he is going something as human as listening to music.

"Why are you smiling?" Damon says startling me.

"How do you know I'm smiling?" I say eyeing his closed eyes.

He opens his eyes and raises his eyebrow challengingly at me, "The site of me in any women's bed would make them smile." he smirks at me as I throw a pillow at him.

I turn back to my journal.

-Some how Damon and I have formed a sort of routine to prevent any 'unnecessary arguing' as Alaric likes to call it. Out of everyone Ric has been the one person who was very open and supportive about everything. He never judges Damon and I when we aren't at each other's throats. He never jumps to conclusions when he sees us getting along like Caroline or Bonnie would have.-

I pause when Damon gets off my bed and sits on the window seat with me, putting my feet in his lap. I watch him as he runs his fingers up and down my calf, sending shivers down my spine. I can't help but smile as I look at Damon's relaxed expression. No usual smirk or cold facade; it was a beautiful sight.

-Things have changed, between Damon and me. I don't know how I feel about it exactly. I wasn't lying to Caroline when I said this spell kind of forces things to change. Things have changed, for the better. We still argue like an old divorced couple but the anger doesn't last as long. This spell, as odd as it may be actually helped bring back our friendship; and I'm happy. It's so weird but I haven't been this happy in a long time. Every smile that is on my face is a real one, every 'I'm fine' is not a lie. And it's all because of Damon. Why is it that I had to be magic bound to Damon to actually be happy?

I close my journal and set it on my bed.

"So were you writing about me?" Damon says smirking.

"No." I rush out, only causing his smirk to grow.

"So that was an obvious yes. So what did you say?" I say nothing so he continues, "'The sight of his naked chiseled chest is starting to become to much to bear. I don't know how much longer I can keep my hands off this god-like creature, that is Damon Salvatore.' Am I close?"

"Nope. Not at all." 'Liar!'

"Liar. " he smirks at me, "I can prove it." Damon slowly leans closer to me, not breaking eye contact. I unconsciously bend my head. But instead of Damon's lips meeting mine, he uses his vampire speed to grab by journal from my bed.

"Damon!" I say jumping up and trying to grab the journal out of hand.

"'Dear Diary, It happened. I can't believe I let it happened. I can say I was drunk and it didn't mean anything as much as I want but that's not true.' Is this about what I think it is?" Damon asks.

"No. Now give it back Damon." I try to reach for my journal once again.

Before I could blink I was on my back on my bed, with Damon hovering over me. He locks my wrists above my head as I try to fight his hold. "Damon, get off of me."

"Shhh. I'm reading, Elena." he mock-scolds me. I roll my eyes. "'He's taste, his touch, every part of him consumed me making me want more and more of him. The feel of his lips on my neck, his hard chest against mine… I just got a taste of what the devil had to offer-'"

Catching Damon off guard, I flip us over so I was straddling his lap. I quickly break my wrists free and grab my journal out of his hand. "You're done." I say a bit breathless.

Using his vamp speed Damon flips us over, "Who was that about Elena?" he says lightly running his right hand down my side, brushing the side of my breast on his way down.

No matter what I do I can't stop my heartbeat from elevating. My breath hitches when Damon starts to brush the exposed skin on my hipbone. "Stefan." I whisper.

"Mmhn. Some how I don't believe you." Damon says as he lightly nips his way from my jaw down my neck.

'Don't moan! Don't moan! Don't moan!' I slowly start to lose my restraint as I feel and uncontrollable amount of arousal go through me. "Damon we can't."

"I think we can." The feel of Damon's fangs scraping against the skin on my neck breaks my resolve. I've never wanted Damon more than right than.

"Damon!" I breathe out. 'God!'

"Elena?" The sound of Jeremy's voice brings me back to reality. Damon was off of me and as far as the barrier would allow him, before my bedroom door opened.

I quickly sit up, trying to make myself somewhat presentable. "Yeah Jer?" I say forcing my breathing back to normal.

"You have a visitor."

"Who is it?"

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