Chapter 14
"What the hell were you thinking? She could have been killed."
"I told her not to get involved. The plan was that I take down the wolves and…"
"Well it didn't work did it?"
"I told you, there was something blocking me. That house has power."
They were arguing in loud whispers near by. I cracked my eyes open and groaned when I took in the hospital room. I hated hospitals.
Damon heard me move and was instantly there, brushing my hair off my face.
"Hey love, how are you feeling?" He asked quietly.
I scowled at him.
"Pissed." I muttered. "Why couldn't you have just given me blood? I hate this stupid place." I glared around at the hospital. "No good ever comes of being here."
He sighed.
"I know, but I can't just feed you my blood all the time. I'll only do that if there's no other option."
"Why not?" I asked indignantly.
He raised an eyebrow.
"As far as I remember you never liked it when you drank my blood before." He said, a hint of a smirk on his lips.
I flushed slightly.
"Yes but that was before you brought me to a hospital." I was well aware I was sounding like a brat but I didn't really care. This place made everything seem so bleak.
Bonnie approached the bed and gave me a small smile.
Damon threw her a dirty look.
Bonnie rolled her eyes and patted my hand.
"How are you feeling?" She asked.
I shrugged.
"Are you ok? What happened back there Bon?" I stared at her, scanning for any injuries.
She looked uncomfortable.
"There was some sort of power there…It was preventing me from doing any spells. It was like this intense pressure in my head." She murmured.
I looked at her, concerned.
"Are you ok? Did it hurt you?" I asked quickly.
She gave me a small smile.
"I'm fine Elena, you're the one we're worried about."
Damon glared at me.
"I am furious at you by the way." He said.
I flinched under his hard gaze.
"Why?"
He groaned.
"Elena you could have been killed! You jumped on a dagger wielding werewolf's back. Did you forget that?" He snapped.
"She was trying to save your life!" Bonnie defended.
He rolled his eyes.
"I was fine. And anyway my life is not worth hers. You should know better."
"She gave me an ultimatum…I didn't want to save your life one bit, don't worry."
He opened her mouth to argue but I cut him off.
"She is right here and she can make her own decisions. You are worth saving." I spat.
"Well you've always had poor judgment." Damon replied.
I glared, furious.
"You know, you're turning into Stefan." I said, regretting the words the minute they left my mouth.
He stared at me, shocked, hurt and angry.
I winced and he sighed, swallowed his emotions and kept his expression blank.
"We can fight later. Now you need to rest."
I conceded and lent back against the pillows.
"Try to get some sleep ok?" Bonnie said.
I nodded and they both turned to leave.
I caught Damon's eyes and tried to silently tell him that I hadn't meant it. I wasn't sure if he understood or not but seconds later I was alone.
My mind swam with thoughts, my heart with emotions.
When the lines between lives begin to blur, that is when love truly occurs.
I wasn't sure where I'd heard that saying, but it was haunting me. I had become Katherine. Because of love.
I had done what I had sworn never to do. I had hurt both Salvatore brothers. I had hurt them both so many times.
I had loved Stefan. I really had, arguing that fact was pointless. I had loved him but I wasn't in love with him. I never felt about Stefan the way I did about Damon. And that scared me.
Stefan was gone, and it hurt every day, I missed him and mourned him. But there was nothing I could do to save him. I wasn't going to let Damon die for me. I wasn't going to have his blood on my hands.
He would die for me in a second, I knew that, which is why I suddenly knew what I had to do.
Tears slipped down my cheeks as a plan formed in my head. It would break both our hearts…but Damon with a broken heart was better than no Damon at all.
I am already going through withdrawals! An entire four months without TVD...I am going to die :(