A/N: So the whole time I was writing this, I had Sugarland's "Keep you" In my head. And it kinda fits, I guess. Sorry I haven't written in awhile, I was busy moving across country. Fun Fun.
Disclaimer: Obviously I own nothing! If I did, Damon would have had Elena wayyy before he did.
Onwards Lovelies! :)
Elena held the microphone to the screaming crowd. Tears were forming with each and every lyric that was sung. The song was person to her, she had wrote it about him. It had been two whole years she'd heard from him. And her heart ached with need. To keep from contacting him, she poured herself into writing and, singing.
This is where she could sing about him, without feeling as if she did something wrong. She poured her heart out, her lungs aching with every lyric. The music thumping in her ears, the screams from the crowd. This was her life that she made without him. She still loved him, even though she rarely admitted it to herself.
As the song ended, she said her thank you's to the crowd, and headed back stage. She smiled as she walked. The crowd was still screaming. And it made her feel exhilarated. Even though she felt a sense of bliss at feeling like someone got her music, she still needed a moments peace. Walking to the dressing room, she shut out the rest of the world for the night. It always drained her, singing about him.
She sat at her mirror, and stared at her reflection. A lot had changed in the last 2 years. Elena now had blonde highlights in her copper brown hair. She also wore make-up on a semi regular basis. And Matt... Well she couldn't be with someone she knew she didn't love. It took him awhile to get over it, but he was now married to Bonnie. She couldn't be happier for him. They talked occasionally, but he kept his distance. As she kept hers. It was the least she could do after breaking his heart.
Elena couldn't help the tears that started forming. She couldn't help but think of him. She had honestly thought, Damon would have came to his senses, and at least called her. But nothing. Not a word. She had honestly thought she meant more to him than this. But he had let her go. She just had to find a way somehow to let him go.
She was deep in her thoughts, so she didn't hear Caroline on the verge of yelling just outside her dressing room. Her thoughts broke when Caroline burst into the room, quickly shutting the door. "Elena! Great Job out there, you really killed it." Caroline gave a nervous chuckle.
"Thanks, Care. Just doing what I do best." Elena replied. She didn't know what was up with her, but figured she'd tell her soon. "Yeah" Caroline said. Her eyes dropping to the floor. As she did this Elena got concerned. She usually couldn't wait to tell her what was going on. Picking up her brush and running it through her thick, long hair, she glanced back at Caroline. "Alright Care, what is it?"
Caroline briefly met Elena's eyes before looking back at the ground. Just as she was about to say some thing there was a knock on the door. "Just a second" Caroline sighed. Wringing her hands together she decided to let Elena know what was going on. "So Elena, there's someone here to see you. I didn't let him in because I know you're still having a hard time." She breathed. Caroline didn't have to tell her who was waiting for her. She knew. As soon as Caroline started talking, she could feel it in her gut.
Setting her brush down, she went to reach for the door. Caroline stood in front of her, just as she was about to turn the knob. "Now, Elena, I don't want this to end up hurting you, and I wasn't even going to tell you, but he kinda intimidated me. And I didn't want to bring attention to your room. But if you want I'll tell him now isn't a good time." She smiled. Honestly Caroline was a great friend, but could be a little overbearing.
"Move out of the way, Caroline" She left no room for any kind of argument. Caroline looked down at the floor again, and stood out of the way.
Opening the door her heart thudded. She was about to face the person she had been singing about for the past two years. She wasn't sure if she wanted to faint, puke, or run away. Her feet stayed glued to the floor as she opened the door. Blue eyes met brown eyes. "Damon?" She whispered. "Hey, Lena" He smiled crookedly at her.
She stood there just staring at him for the longest time. It wasn't until he cleared his throat that she realized she was being rude.
"Um- c-come in, Damon." He walked past her with his smile still plastered on his face. He glanced at Caroline who was shooting him daggers. "Told ya I'd get in, Blondie" He snickered.
Elena looked at him with her hands on her hips. "Damon, be nice or you can leave." And she meant it.
"Relax, I was only joking." He grinned. "Besides, don't you think our little reunion should be private?" He said looking at Caroline. "Excuse me, Mr. I'll-fuck-you-then-disappear-for-two-years, but anything that you have to say to my best friend, you can say in front of me,right Elena?" Caroline's eyes stayed on Damon's, and all Damon was doing was raising one eye brow at her quick little outburst.
"Um, actually, Care, this should be kinda private." It was Elena's turn to look down. Caroline stared at her speechless for a minute. Then scoffed. "Whatever, I'm out of here. See you at the hotel. And you?" She back to staring at Damon. "If you make her cry, hurt her in ANY way, I'll castrate you. Got it?" She didn't wait for him to respond. Just walked out, slamming the door behind her.
"Damn, she's still feisty." He grinned. "Elena looked at the floor. Then look at him. "Well you can't blame her, she did pick up the broken pieces you left." She glared. Damon just looked at her, looking a little guilty. He should feel guilty she thought. I spent two years of my life mourning him. "Not to be rude, but Damon, what do you want? If you came to rub Katherine in my face. please just go, and spare me. I was doing fine without you." He scoffed at her words. He started walking around her, and leaned down and whispered in her ear "From your songs, it looks like you've been doing fine."
She was appalled. "Damon, this isn't a joke. Now I don't know why you've decided to pop out of the blue, but please say what ever it is you wanted to say, and leave me be." She sighed. Damon was at a loss for words. She's never been this strong before. She was always strong, but not when it came to him. And Damon knew it.
"Listen, Lena-" He started but she cut him off. "Elena, you've lost the right to call me that." He scoffed again." Right, Elena, I'm not sure why I'm here either. I saw your tour was coming and I just wanted to see you. See how you were. " He wrung his hands, looking at her.
She got tears in her eyes and looked at him. "That's it? Really? Two fucking years and that's it?" She giggled. And not in a good way. " Well,Damon, I've been great! Thanks for asking. Now, you can leave." She opened the door for him to go. Damon slowly made his way to the door. "You know, this isn't how it was supposed to go." He tried explaining. "OUT!" She shouted. he walked out and she slammed the door. Sitting down, she began to sob. What did she think was gonna happen? How could she let herself get this bad?
A/N: Don't worry, it's not the end of these two! Please R&R!
