Damon did not answer. He turned his face away instead and just stared out
the windshield.
"Did you hear me? I said she knows!" Elena said vehemently. Sharply Elena stepped on the gas and pulled over onto a side street. Damon's hand reflexively shot out to keep himself in the seat.
"Could you have _possibly_ stepped on the pedal harder?" He mumbled.
Damon slowly shifted his gaze to Elena's face, which was pale and flushed at the same time.
"Knows what?"
Elena's blue eyes narrowed in anger.
"Damn it, don't play games with me Damon! You know damn well what."
She stared back at Damon, who was returning her gaze calmly. Frustrated Elena pulled open the door forcefully and got out, slamming the door so hard the car shook.
A second later Damon emerged and walked around to her.
"Damn." Elena said, her head falling back against the car.
Damon squinted up at the sky then he looked to Elena.
"It's your fault you know." Elena said.
"_Don't_ blame it on me, Elena." Damon's voice that was so controlled a moment before was now full of barely contained anger. "It takes two people to do what we did."
Elena's head snapped up and she took a step towards Damon. Her eyes ablaze, a fiery blue that burned at him.
"That's not what I meant. If you hadn't used Bonnie, she wouldn't have seen your _thoughts_. Therefore she wouldn't _know_." Elena spoke slowly, punctuating each word sharply.
"All right so I made a mistake! What do you want from me? To get down on my knees and beg your forgiveness?" Damon's voice was no longer dangerous and low. It had risen to a level that made Elena step back.
"No."
Damon slapped at the car in annoyance and Elena suddenly, ironically, remembered the time in the church when he'd punched the windowpane.
"Stop. Calm down, Damon," She said softly.
Her eyes weren't furious they were wide and Damon could see the beginning of tears forming.
Damon suddenly wished he hadn't said what he did. The urge to take her in his arms was overwhelming. The sun was high in the sky and the tear that ran down her cheek glinted.
He reached out and with one finger, gently traced the trail of her tear.
Elena bowed her head and he took her in his arms.
"I don't know what to do, Damon." She whispered. "I love him. But I love you too. I can't just stop loving you; you can't just ignore when you love someone. God, I feel like I'm in Fells Church all over again."
Damon pulled away and softly kissed her lips.
"It will work out. I promise."
Elena made a scoffing sound and replied, "Promises. You don't keep promises well."
But looping his arms about her waist, he smiled faintly and she couldn't help the smile she returned.
"Did you hear me? I said she knows!" Elena said vehemently. Sharply Elena stepped on the gas and pulled over onto a side street. Damon's hand reflexively shot out to keep himself in the seat.
"Could you have _possibly_ stepped on the pedal harder?" He mumbled.
Damon slowly shifted his gaze to Elena's face, which was pale and flushed at the same time.
"Knows what?"
Elena's blue eyes narrowed in anger.
"Damn it, don't play games with me Damon! You know damn well what."
She stared back at Damon, who was returning her gaze calmly. Frustrated Elena pulled open the door forcefully and got out, slamming the door so hard the car shook.
A second later Damon emerged and walked around to her.
"Damn." Elena said, her head falling back against the car.
Damon squinted up at the sky then he looked to Elena.
"It's your fault you know." Elena said.
"_Don't_ blame it on me, Elena." Damon's voice that was so controlled a moment before was now full of barely contained anger. "It takes two people to do what we did."
Elena's head snapped up and she took a step towards Damon. Her eyes ablaze, a fiery blue that burned at him.
"That's not what I meant. If you hadn't used Bonnie, she wouldn't have seen your _thoughts_. Therefore she wouldn't _know_." Elena spoke slowly, punctuating each word sharply.
"All right so I made a mistake! What do you want from me? To get down on my knees and beg your forgiveness?" Damon's voice was no longer dangerous and low. It had risen to a level that made Elena step back.
"No."
Damon slapped at the car in annoyance and Elena suddenly, ironically, remembered the time in the church when he'd punched the windowpane.
"Stop. Calm down, Damon," She said softly.
Her eyes weren't furious they were wide and Damon could see the beginning of tears forming.
Damon suddenly wished he hadn't said what he did. The urge to take her in his arms was overwhelming. The sun was high in the sky and the tear that ran down her cheek glinted.
He reached out and with one finger, gently traced the trail of her tear.
Elena bowed her head and he took her in his arms.
"I don't know what to do, Damon." She whispered. "I love him. But I love you too. I can't just stop loving you; you can't just ignore when you love someone. God, I feel like I'm in Fells Church all over again."
Damon pulled away and softly kissed her lips.
"It will work out. I promise."
Elena made a scoffing sound and replied, "Promises. You don't keep promises well."
But looping his arms about her waist, he smiled faintly and she couldn't help the smile she returned.