B. 13. Life and Death

When Elena woke up her muscles were aching. It nearly felt like her body was on fire. Her skin was itching, her eyes were burning and it felt like her canine teeth were going to be pulled out.

She looked around and found herself in the Salvatore's house. She was lying between the downy pillows and blankets in the bed in the guest room. She heard someone walking from the kitchen, upstairs to the guest room. The door opened and Damon entered. Both Elena and Damon kept silent.

Damon walked towards the bed and looked at her with a sad look on his face.

Elena hesitated. "Am I … am I a - vampire?", she whispered fearfully.

"Elena." Damon sat down on the bed. "I am so sorry that this happened."

It was the first time that Elena heard something like real regret in Damon's voice.

"Yes ... you are a vampire, Elena … at least if you complete the progress of the transformation."

"That means … drink human blood?", Elena asked apprehensively.

Damon stroke Elena's head. "Yes."

Elena kept silent for a while.

"What happens if I don't?", she asked with a frightened voice.

Damn it. How was he going to tell her … ? There was no other way. She had to know it.

"You – you die.", he said and pulled her close.

He didn't want her to die. She had to complete the progress to become a vampire. What would he do if she wouldn't? If she would choose to die? He wanted her to be with him. Forever. He was so selfish.

Slowly a tear rolled down Elena's cheek. "I don't want this. At least not now. I knew it was going to happen sooner or later when I wouldn't have broken up with Stefan, if I wanted to be together with him forever. But … I don't want to die yet. I can't make this decision, Damon. I can't!", Elena said with a choking voice.

"You have to make the decision, Elena. And you have to make it for yourself.", Damon loosened his grip around her shoulders and stood up. "I know it is the hardest decision you will ever be likely to make in your life. But I'm sure you will be able to make it."

Damon smiled encouraging at her and left the room.

He sighed and leaned against the wall.

He could make the decision for her. But that would be incredibly selfish. He couldn't do that. It was her decision. It was her life. But he wanted very badly to be part of this life. But she had to decide whether she wanted this life as a vampire, with him. She had to decide between life and death. It reminded him of his life. He had also been turned against his will. He had been furious with Stefan his whole life. He had had immense struggles with his immortal being. Until one day he had decided to turn off his feelings and not to care about anything and anybody. His motto had become sex, drugs and rock & roll. Until this girl entered his life. Or to be more precise, entered his brother's life. At the beginning he just wanted to take her away from him, have some fun with her, to annoy his brother. But after he got to know her, he started to like her, care for her. The happier he was, therefore, when his brother and Elena had broken up and Elena came with him to Los Angeles where they had fun. There he realized that he loved her. And he hoped with all his heart that she loved him too. He didn't know what he would do if she didn't.

Elena rubbed her temples and frowned.

She didn't want to die. But did she want to be a vampire and live forever? Until someone would stab a stake through her heart. Or could vampire die of age?

Elena laughed at this thought and imagined herself as an old hunched woman with a pole.

But the smile on her face disappeared already quickly.

Eternal life against death. What should she choose? Death or life? Life or death? Or, to be more precise, death or undead life?

Elena stood up, protecting her eyes from the light coming through the curtains in front of the window and walked to the door. Barefoot she walked down the stairs and wanted to go into the kitchen, when she smelled something.

It smelled incredibly good, tasty and Elena suddenly felt hungry. But not that kind of hunger she had been used to, no hungry feeling in her stomach, but a kind of tingling throughout her body. She followed the direction of the smell and found herself in the living room. A glass was standing on the dark wooden dining table. With a rest of blood in it.

Sorry ppl, a bit shorter this time than the others, but I didnt have much time but I wantd to update sth ;)

and again a cliffhanger! is elena going to drink the blood and turn into a vampire? xPP you'll get to know in a few days! ;D