Somebody to you
Category: TV Shows » Vampire Diaries
Author: JustLola
Language: English, Rating: Rated: M
Genre: Romance/Humour
Chapter 21: Chapter 21
Chapter 21
Disclaim: I do not own Vampire Dairies. Or any songs, movies or artists or phones or phone applications I refer to in this fanfiction.
Guys! Hi, there! Sorry for the long wait for Chapter 21. I was re-reading Crawling and I worked on it a bit. So here is a new chapter before Christmas. Season's greetings to all my readers. Or well rather the readers. I hope you guys have a wonderful Christmas and a great New Year. May 2016 be filled with lots and lots of updates and new chapters. I just wanted to thank everyone for reading my stories and motivating me when I didn't even want to type. You guys are the very best! Remember to review.
PS. Sorry guys, The Story of my life has been discontinued currently. During the festive season I will be revisiting it, re-reading and stuff. Currently I am going nowhere with the story and I just need to get my head on straight. It will be back, bigger and better.
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Elena's POV
"Do you like Damon?" Bonnie repeated never breaking eye contact with me what so ever.
"Yes." I say, because there was no point in denying it, or lying because they were going to find out eventually.
"Elena he's bad news." Bonnie says and she finally breaks eye contact with me. "I mean you know how he treats girl, you would only be a one week fling, just another conquest, another one night stand." She says as she looks at herself in the mirror and I narrow my eyes.
"What if he changes?" I ask but I know no matter what I say she would never see him the way I see him.
"He will seem like he changed just to get into your pants." She says as she pulls out her lip gloss and she applies some to her lips.
"People do change you know." I say and then I finally look away and fish my phone from my pocket. I move to Whatsapp and open a conversation with Damon. 'Damon?' I type and then I look to Bonnie who has this disapproving look on her face. She doesn't believe a word I say.
"Elena listen to me, you'll just end up as one of those girls." She says and at this I furrow my brows.
"Like you and Caroline?" I ask and I know I am only saying this because I am agitated and irritated. Bonnie turns to me and she raises a brow.
"We aren't one of those girls." Bonnie says and she sounds so sure of herself.
"Yeah you are, it's just no one really knows. I mean I know what happened last year between you and Damon and Caroline and Damon." I say and I can see that mere second of shock displayed in her eyes. Her face instantly change to surprise.
"Nothing happened." Bonnie replies.
"I know. But still you liked him, you had your week with him, you just didn't go all the way because he stood you up." I say and she almost seems hurt and I know she recalls the memory. I didn't want to bring it up but I needed to make my point.
"How do you know about that?" she asks and she seems shocked that I would know this.
"See you are one of those girls. Are you angry at him because he didn't try anything with you or what because I can't understand the anger that both you and Caroline have towards him." I say and she instantly turns to me.
"Who told you that?" She asks as she takes a step towards me.
"I know a lot of things Bonnie. I mean we are best friends yet you guys never told me that this happened." I say ignoring her question completely.
"Nothing happened." Bonnie says and I can see that I'm pulling strings I really didn't want to pull, she was getting agitated and irritated.
"Is that why the two of you hate Damon so? Because nothing happened?" I ask and Bonnie seems to get red in her face.
"You don't know anything." Bonnie says and that was it, we both were asking questions that we weren't getting answers for, we were getting more angry at each other. I look back to my phone and Damon still hasn't replied. Maybe he didn't want to talk to me. Maybe it's because of the bruise marks on my hip. I sigh as I turn on my heel and I start to make my way towards the door. "Where are you going?" Bonnie asks. I stop for a mere second and look at her over my shoulder.
"Don't worry I won't be going home with Damon." I say and then I start to walk again and just as I open the door I turn to Bonnie one last time. "Whether I like Damon or not, and whether I become one of those girls or not, it has nothing to do with you." I say and then I walk out of the door. I look to my phone and I see that Damon had been online and he read my message but he's not replying. Okay then.
This night couldn't get more fucked up right? First my boyfriend thinks he hurt me and then I have a fall out with my best friend, and I know that Caroline will hear of this and she's going to be pissed as well. I walk down the stairs not making eye contact with the people I pass.
Once downstairs I look from side to side and I catch a glimpse of Damon, our eyes meet for a few seconds before he looks away. His eyes full of anger and self-hatred. So I was right he did think that he hurt me when it was just a simple bruise. I sigh. I want to call out to him but I stop myself. Even if I did he wouldn't come over to me, he's to busy hating himself for something as petty as a dumb bruise.
He disappears a few seconds later. I look around the house one last time. What was the point of staying here if I was fighting with my friends and my boyfriend doesn't want to look or speak to me? I might as well just go home. This night had started of wonderfully and now everything is just a waste. I turn on my heel and make my way towards the front door. Maybe a long walk home would clear my head. I doubt it.
But I walk out of the front door, unnoticed and then my feet hit the gravel of the road to the beat of my heart. I find it rather soothing as the music of the party become distant and I am surrounded by silence. I feel like I might have done the wrong thing of just walking out but at that moment if felt right to me. So I keep on walking. I wasn't planning on going back. Neither did I plan on talking to my so called best friends this weekend. If I could ignore them, that would be rather great.
It made me wonder why they stayed angry at Damon thou. Why, if he never tried his luck with them. Was I right to think that they regret not having there one night stand with him? Were they jealous of the girls that he did have sex with? I would never know because I asked Bonnie and she still didn't want to tell me, so I wouldn't push the matter any further. It was clearly a waste of time.
I shouldn't even be thinking of this. I mean seriously I should not be thinking of this. I had better things to pre-occupy myself with. Like what? More Damon related matters? Most likely. How would Bonnie and Caroline react if they actually knew that we were dating? Would they freak out? Yes they would. No doubt about that.
But in the end it was what made me happy and right now I wasn't really that happy. I was sad. I shouldn't linger on that thoughts too much but the more I tried to push it aside the more I thought about it. Self happiness was the key. I needed to be happy and that's all that mattered. I had given Damon several chances to which he proved to me that he had changed. And what Ric said earlier, he was letting me see the true Damon and I should not take that for granted.
I look to my phone, still no sign that Damon was going to reply. If I thought I hurt him, I would be angry at myself to but still he needed to understand that it wasn't his fault, it was a sex related injury which was okay. Things like that happened. He should not beat himself up just because of that. If he broke my hip bone or if I couldn't walk then he could be angry at himself but now he did not have a valid reason which made me upset.
Even his public display of affection was so sweet and I loved it, it was the first step to tell people about us. It was us, I wanted the world to know about us. But still it mattered what people said about us, but yet who are they to judge us? No one has the right to judge us for whatever reason. And I did believe that people could change. Damon changed. He showed me that time and time again. I sigh as I let a stray tear roll down my cheek not even sure where it came from.
I look up to the night sky and the stars are scattered everywhere. I know that with me and Damon it is messy and sometimes it's a disaster, but there is beauty in the messiness and there could be peace in the disaster. But life is not perfect. It will never be. You just have to make the very best of it, and you have to open you heart to what the world can show you, and sometimes it's terrifying and sometimes it's incredibly beautiful, and I'll take both.
And Damon was just that person for me, and I knew it in my bones, that even if this is a giant mistake, I have to do this, I have to take this chance. Because Damon is that person who makes me laugh when I don't even feel like smiling.
My phone vibrates and I look to the screen. It's Damon, he replied to my message. I open the application and open the conversation. 'I'm so sorry I hurt you.' I want to roll my eyes, of course, I was right he thinks that he hurt me. I shake my head from side to side.
'You didn't. I just bruise very easily.' I reply and then I look up at the night sky again. It amazed me that something so amazing could go unnoticed sometimes. The stars flickering in the distance only reminded me of how small we really are in this great big world.
My phone vibrates again and I look to it. 'Still, sorry.' How was I going to make him see that he didn't hurt me? That it's just my damn skin acting up. I mean seriously I was way worse than a tomato by comparison.
'You don't understand, you don't understand, what you do to me when you hold his hand, we were meant to be but a twist of fate…' I look to my phone as the picture of Damon flashes brightly. I'm not even sure that I should answer but nothing would keep me from answering him ever.
"Why are you sorry?" I answer the phone bringing it to my ear. I can hear the music of the party in the background, even thou it has lightly dulled down a bit.
"Where are you?" I hear him say and I sigh, he's evading my question by asking his own.
"Somewhere… Why are you sorry?" I ask yet again as I kick a small stone out of my way and I watch it fly over the road.
"Elena…" Damon says and then there is some sound that I do not know and then I can hear his engine roar to life. "Where are you?" he asked yet again.
"On my way home." I say finally giving in because he wouldn't stop until I answer him.
"Where exactly?" Damon asks and I can hear that he's driving.
"Corner of Maple and Thornton Drive." I say as I look up to the name on the information board.
"I'll be there right now." I hear Damon say and then the line dies and I assume that he's driving like a bat out of hell, I'm not even that far from Ric's house, to be honest I was only about half a mile away. Before I can even place my phone back in my pocket I see Damon's headlights. That was faster than I anticipated. I turn to look at his car and then he stops beside me.
He cuts of the engine and slowly opens the door before getting out. I fold my arms over my chest as I closely watch him. His every move as he closes the door, he looks up to me, his eyes seem lost as they meet mine. He making his way towards me and finally when he's in front of me he stops and he looks me up and down.
I'm not sure what he's looking for but his hands reach out to me, as he reaches for the hem of the shirt and then he pulls it up. I'm actually caught by surprise as he kneels down and then he looks at my hips, turning me from side to side, inspecting the bruises, and I don't even know if he can see because there are no lights and the nearest street light is a few feet back.
"What are you doing?" I ask, he looks up at me and he has this worried look on his face.
"Just checking." Damon says as he turns his head back and he turns me from side to side.
"Could you stop?" I ask, he immediately looks up to me with a surprised look on his handsome face. He lets go of the sides of my hips and rises up to eye level. "I'm okay, it's just a little bruise." I say and he just has this surprised look on his face. I give him a little smile but still his eyes are searching mine.
"I'm so sorry." Damon says, I shake my head from side to side. He had nothing to be sorry about. I place my hand to his cheek and lightly stroke his cheek, he leans into my touch. "I'm sorry." He whispers and it breaks my heart to listen to him.
I take a step closer and pull him closer to me before lightly kissing him, and I don't care that we are standing in the middle of the road or that anyone can see us. I press my lips against his and I kiss the living hell out of him, keeping him ever so close to me. He slowly wrap his arm around me to keep me to him. His kisses me softly, ever so lightly but his lips never leaves mine.
I pull away lightly. "You're forgiven." I whisper against his lips before moving in again and kissing him. I could die and go to heaven right now. His lips felt like home. But we couldn't stand in the middle of the road the whole night. "Let's go home?" I ask pulling from him, he slightly opens his eyes and they meet mine. He slowly nods his head and then he leads me to the passenger's side of the car and opens the door. I sit down and he closes the door, dashing over to the other side and getting in as well.
Before I know it we are on our way towards my house. Damon almost seems like he's racing as he looks from side to side. "Why did you just leave the party?" Damon asks and I look to him for a second before looking back to the front of windshield.
"I fought with Bonnie, and I'm sure Caroline wasn't in a good mood either." I say.
"What did you fight about?" Damon asks. And I think it would be quite obvious why we fought.
"You." I say and at this Damon places his hand on my thigh.
"And?" He asks.
"We just got into it, and I told her that I like you and we just fought." I say almost rolling my eyes as I recall the events.
"You told her you liked me?" Damon asks and he seems more surprised than anything else.
"Yes. Damon, I'm done lying, and hiding and living in fear of what other people say and think. I want to be with you." I say as he turns into my driveway, no signs of my parents what so ever. Damon stops his car and the he looks at me. His eyes focused on mine.
"I…" he starts up and then stops again moving his hand from my thigh only to take my hand into his. "You want to go public?" Damon asks and at this my eyes light up and I nod my head.
"Public like that little public display of affection you showed while singing." I say with a smile on my face. Damon winks at me and shakes his head at me.
"I would do anything for you. And if you want to go public, I'll fully support us." Damon says bringing my hand to his lips, kissing my knuckles lightly. "You know hell will freeze over? And you will be ridiculed?" Damon asks.
"So be it." I say chuckling somewhat. "This is not about them, it's about me and you. And whether or not we are happy." I say and at this Damon smiles.
"I'm happy with you." Damon says and this makes my heart soar because in all fact I was happy with Damon. "So I should probably get going or your Dad might just chase me away." Damon says as we both look to the house that seems completely vacant. I just shake my head from side to side, I still haven't told him that my parents wasn't here.
I give him a one sided smile. "He's not home." I say and at this Damon raises a brow.
"And your mom?" he asks and I just give him this knowing smile.
"What do you think?" I ask as I reach for the door swinging it open as I go, getting out of the vehicle and I glance over my shoulder as I wink at Damon.