One chapter before the big mess begins! Enjoy and review!
Selfish
Elena woke up with an aching feeling in her head.
Her mind was blank for some seconds, trying to push back the painful memories of the night before, just like if they were some kind of a bad nightmare that needed to be forget.
She shot her eyes open when her thoughts were filled with the by now woken up consciousness.
"Damon" her own mouth seemed to speak for herself, ignoring the proud of the young girl's soul.
"Look who's awake" he whispered not that far away from her.
Elena realized their bodies weren't touching, but that he was dressed in the same way of the night before.
"Have you stayed here the whole night?" she tried to guess, her face rose to meet his, laid against her headboard.
His blue eyes seemed suspicious, as he simply nodded.
She shook her head, confused. "Why did I fall asleep in that way?" she stood up, abruptly, as her balance tricked her to almost make her fall on the ground.
Damon blurred before her as she unintentionally buried her face into his chest to find the minimum support to stand.
Elena tried hard to ignore the shivers that went running down her spine, trying to tell herself off at the thought he didn't miss an heartbeat of hers.
She quickly stepped back, murmuring. "Thanks"
He raised one eyebrow, both at her lack of balance and at her sudden movement . "What are you doing?"
"I'm calling Bonnie" she said, looking for her phone on her purse. "I know she has something to do with my unwanted sleep. And she needs to tell me what she saw"
Damon tried not to tense while she was still looking at him in the corner of her eye.
"Right" he muttered, knowing the witch had the duty to tell her best friend the truth. "Call Bonnie".
An hour later Damon had forced Elena to have a light breakfast, not caring about her nausea and her head spinning. They were sat at the kitchen table, Bonnie and Caroline included, as the witch completed her explanation of the vision.
He would have taken her to see a doctor, but she refused that. Obviously.
She had said it was just tiredness.
"Bonnie, you just let yourself too much into the situation" Elena stated. "That thing you saw has no meaning.."
"Denial phase: on" Damon muttered under his breath, not sure if he wanted to keep that to himself. The three girls caught that, but Elena was the only one to answer.
"Why would Klaus compel Stefan to do that with me?" Elena stood up, suddenly furious. She didn't know where all that anger came from, but she had it. It was a lot, and too much to bear and keep for herself.
Caroline stood up,rounding the isle to get to her. She wanted to avoid a fight her friend didn't actually need at the moment. "Elena, he didn't mean to say it like that. But you have to consider all the opportunities.."
"What, are you trying to tell me that I was a fucking idiot to let him have sex with me? Not only I suffer because of that, now I have to accept the fact that it was just compulsion,that he would never do that if he weren't obliged? Do you even know how that makes me feel?"
She screamed in front of Damon like she had never done before.
He was a little taken aback. Elena had transformed her pain into anger in less than a bunch of hours.
"Elena" he protested, firm and defensive. "You need to calm down".
"No Damon, I won't calm down" she went ahead, headed to her bedroom. "Do you even know how it feels to be used like this?"
And with that, she flew upstairs.
Again, she was blocked before her door was closed. Damon was standing right on the threshold, pushing her inside.
"I have the right to answer. " He was serious and cold. That took her aback, shutting her up. "Katherine used me in a way you could never imagine, and you keep on thinking you're the only one who's suffering. When you lost your beloved boyfriend, I lost my brother. Do you know how that makes me feel?"
"Damon.." she didn't expect that. He was just telling her how selfish she was being. "I'm sorry.. I don't know what's happening to me anymore" her voice went so low she couldn't even hear it.
Damon was so right. She was being so selfish, thinking about how bad it could be for her to lose Stefan, when his eldest brother needed support more than anybody else.
Damon had always been there to help Elena. And she wasn't being a friend acting like that when he most needed her.
He nodded, keeping silence. After a brief pause he added "I need to go. I'll see you later"
With that, he blurred away. And never came back.
Three days had passed.
Elena thought he'd shown at her window, or at least called.
Instead, nothing.
Caroline and Bonnie were with her most of the time, she was going to school even if she felt the need to be quiet and alone to cool down,locking herself up in her room never coming out.
History class that day had seemed to never end.
Rick had picked up the best argument ever: lifestyle in the second half of the IX century. Which fate wanted to be the period Damon and Stefan had lived as human.
What didn't let her be in peace was the regret of having been used from Stefan just for a nightstand. After everything they had gone through, he'd used her at his unbeknown.
And Damon gave her no sign of apology from their last fight.
She needed him, she needed to smell his singular scent and to lose herself into those cold yet deep and sincere depths. But he was denying her that.
And she felt humiliated.
With that thought in mind, she headed to the toilets soon after the school bell rang.
Luckily, nobody was in there.
She went in the first bathroom she found, and locked the door behind her.
The sudden sense of nausea seemed to be expressed from all the disgust she had for herself.
Elena closed her eyes, resting her cheek on the cold wall of the space.
It seemed to help until the images of two weeks before made her head spin around again.
Her love for Stefan was being wasted. Her pain had no feedbacks, because he just didn't love her anymore.
She moved the hands placed on her mouth to pour the soul out of her, until her whole body was trembling for both fear and shock.
She fell on her knees stroking her hair out of her face.
It got worst. She felt weaker and more tired.
Elena parted her mouth to let more air in, but her surroundings became so unstable that her view grew obfuscated with the darkness.
"Help.." she whispered, but knew nobody would hear.
Caroline walked in the parking lot at the end of her classes.
She glimpsed a tall and slim figure leaned of her car. Focusing better she realized it was that asshole of Damon.
"Great timing" she muttered sarcastic, still far away, knowing he'd heard the nice statement.
When she walked her way at an annoyingly human pace to the handsome guy in front of her, she raised one eyebrow.
"What? First the outburst with Elena and then you leave her alone? Now I guess you're here because you want me to make it up for you.."
But he interrupted her raising his index finger. "Shut up, blondie. I came here because I've been calling her for three hours by now but she won't answer."
Caroline's face was eloquent.
"She was here this morning. We had history together"
Damon froze, realization taking place of surprise half a second later.
"We need to find her."