AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Due to how hard I'm finding writing this story at the moment, I've decided to change the story to Elena's point of view, so from now on, it will be from Elena's perspective and first person. Hopefully this makes it easier and quicker to write chapters now :) So I'm sorry if this is confusing.
AUTHORS NOTE 2:
I really am sorry for the lack of updates. I started to get inspiration again like nearly 2 months ago, and then Nina announced she was leaving the show and all the inspiration I had gained, I had lost. I just stopped writing again and found it hard to start. And then I had exams and so I was overly stressed with revising for them so I had no spare time at all just to sit and write. I'm one of those people that can just write and write and write when I'm in the right mood. Over the last couple of weeks, I've started to read more fanfictions again and suddenly the inspiration was there. Plus, can we talk about how upsetting 6x22 was?! Anyway, enjoy the chapter.
It had been a total of 3 days, 2 hours and 28 minutes since myself and Damon has shared our special moment together. 3 days, 2 hours and 28 minutes of yearning for him. 3 days, 2 hours and 28 minutes of hell without him. And the hunger for him grew with every passing minute.
I never knew what it was like to crave someone's touch and their presence every minute of every day. That was, until Damon Salvatore came into my life. There was just something about him that I would risk everything for; my peace of mind, my own sanity, my life. But there was only one thing I knew for certain... I needed to see him again. And it needed to be soon before I lost all my sanity to the devil himself.
I stared up at the clock in the Mystic Grill, knowing my bartender shift had really only just begun. It was 11:37pm on a Saturday night. I knew I wasn't leaving for hours. Waves and waves of people kept coming in and ordering drinks. I was running from one end of the bar to the other, grabbing bottles of vodka and shot glasses from left, right and centre while desperate people kept yelling their orders and waving dollar bills at me, demanding to be served. On the plus side, as the people there got drunker and drunker, the tips I received grew and grew.
As the next group of drunk idiots entered the Grill, I rubbed my temples, feeling a headache approaching. I took a deep breathe, strengthened my back and a fake smile was attached to my lips, that was until my eyes connected with the strangers that entered.
Stefan had his strong arms wrapped around the school's slut, Rebekah. The same arms that were once wrapped around me. As the 'happy couple' approached the bar, the smile on Rebekah's face grew while my heart sank further.
"Well, isn't it little Elena Gilbert" she said and an evil laugh escaped her lips. Stefan laughed along with her. He laughed. My eyes dropped to the floor and suddenly her laugh stopped. Rebekah's eyes turned cold and the smile quickly faded from her face as she banged her fist hard down onto the bar of the Mystic Grill. I quickly rolled my eyes and walked away from her, not wanting to get involved with anything tonight. All I wanted was to get home, light some candles, fill myself a bath and let my troubles flow down the drain along with the water. However that vision would also be great if accompanied by a certain blue eyed sex god but still, either works great for me.
I walked into the back office of the bar where Matt was finishing up his break.
"Stefan?" He quickly asked after seeing my face.
"You have no idea." I replied and flopped myself down on the sofa next to him. He gently patted my knee before standing and heading back towards the bar. "I'll cover you. Take a break Lena." Matt said and left my alone to my own thoughts. I sighed and closed my eyes lightly, gathering my thoughts. I knew I had to go back out there and see them again before my night was over.
"You never used to be pathetic Elena. You're parents must be so proud." My eyes shot open. Rebekah was standing at the entrance to the room with her arms crossed. She was dressed in blue jeans, with a white top, a leather jacket and black 6 inch heels. She looked threatening and easily towered over me in those heels. I stood up and faced her, with my arms crossed over my chest.
"Please Rebekah. I'm really not in the mood tonight."
"Why? You and Damon had a fight?" How did she even know about Damon? Oh right. Stefan. Of course.
"Please don't bring him into this." I said as she advanced towards me. I took one step back, and then another and another until my back hit a wall. I had nowhere to go. I was trapped.
"You know, I really hope you learnt your lesson Elena."
"W-w-what lesson?" I stumbled over the words and then mentally cursed myself.
"To stop being a little bitch Elena." Her hand gently skimmed over my bruised cheek that was covered in make-up. She knew.
Rebekah drew her hand back down to her side and took a few steps back as I released the breath I had no idea I was even holding. I took a few small quick breathes and then took a step away from the wall. Big mistake. Her eyes turned cold once again as used all the force in her petite body to slam me back against the wall I had only just returned from.
Pain. It was everywhere. It numbed my body quickly and completely to the point where I didn't know where I was or what was even happening. The wind had been knocked out of me and suddenly, I found it impossible to even breathe, which made my heart race even more. My fragile body slid down the wall until I was in a sitting position. I rested my head on my knees and sobs racked from my body. Why was this happening to me? What had I ever done to her? Why was my life like this?
I was now vulnerable in this position, and Rebekah quickly calculated this. All it took was 3 big kicks to my stomach to have me lying completely on the floor, coughing uncontrollably. I wasn't embarrassed that I was crying. I didn't care about anything at all. The fact that I've been hurt twice in one week was enough to make anyone upset.
Rebekah knelt down in front of me and soon the evil smile made a reappearance on her lips. She didn't say anything and sometimes, I think that's worse. The fear of the unknown can cripple someone, and I've had to live with that for the past couple of years. The unknown of my past life. The life before that dreadful day that took the lives of both my parents. The day that should have took me along with it. But it didn't. And I'm still here. Being beaten by Rebekah.
One questions kept running through my mind. "Why?" I muttered and coughed, my eyes winced together with the amount of pain cursing through my body. It hurt to speak. It hurt to move. It just hurt. Everywhere. But I asked again anyway. "Why?"
I pried my eyes open to hear her response. "Why Elena? I'll tell you why." She paused and stood up and strolled over to the door, where Stefan was watching. I hadn't even realised he was even there. How long had he even been there for? God knows. As Rebekah reached up to press a passionate kiss to his lips, she smirked. And then replied "Because I can Elena. Because you're a worthless piece of shit that should have died along with your parents and because you never deserved Stefan's love."
And with that, she turned and walked out of the door, with Stefan trailing behind her.
I could have been passed out for hours, who knows. All I know was that I was still lying on the cold, hard floor in one of the back rooms of the Mystic Grill. My eyes were still glued shut and I couldn't seem to open them. I was dimly conscious. Enough to know I wasn't alone.
"I just found her here." Matt Donovon. Matty blue eyes' voice. Thank god.
"Have you called an ambulance?" It can't be. But it was. I was sure of it. It was him.
"Yeah as soon as I found her." Matt replied back.
I felt Damon's hand caress my check with the softest touch and then, just seconds later, his lips pressed a gentle kiss onto my forehead. Come on Elena. Wake the fuck up.
"Elena, can you hear me sweetie? It's Damon." He said, almost a whisper as his lips left my head. And instantly, I missed his touch. I don't think Matt even heard his sweet, sweet words. And then his hand wrapped around mine, giving me even more comfort. "Elena, if you can hear me, I want you to squeeze my hand, okay?"
Squeeze his hand? Did he think I wasn't already fucking trying to communicate with him. Idiot. But still, despite the pain that pulsed through my body, I gave his hand the smallest of squeezes, but it registered with him immediately. I heard a small gasp as he squeezed my hand.
"Oh god Elena." Damon said. "You're going to be okay, sweetie. The ambulance is on it's way." I squeezed his hand once more, before everything went silent again.
This must be hell.
The next thing I registered was the steady beep beep beep of a monitor. A heart monitor. I already knew where I was before I opened my eyes.
Everything was so bright and white that my eyes strained to concentrate on anything at all. It took a moment for my eyes to focus and as they finally did, Damon's hand squeezed mine.
"Hey sweetie." Damon's voice softly said and he smiled a genuine smile. He looked dreadful as though he hadn't got an ounce of sleep in days. I opened my mouth to try and speak before he quickly hushed me. "No no no sweetie, don't speak. Don't do it if it hurts."
He was so sweet, so gentle and loving towards me, especially in that moment. I should have been freaking out over what happened, but I wasn't. Because I knew I was safe in the presence of Damon Salvatore.
It hurt, but I knew I needed to give him the reassurance that I was alright. So I opened my mouth again, but this time he didn't stop me. "Thank you" I croaked out and the smile on his face grew wider and wider.
He didn't say anything else. Instead he lent towards me and placed a soft kiss onto my lips and the sparks that had ignited the first time, appeared again. It was so tender and gentle that I almost wondered if I was imagining it. But I hadn't. The kiss lasted only for a few moments, but as he pulled away, he stayed close enough so that I could witness the happiness appear in his eyes. Damon Salvatore had kissed me under the roof of Mystic Falls General Hospital and despite the events that had unfolded and whatever injuries I had, for that moment, I was beyond happy.
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