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One Of Us

Chapter 3

When I woke up I rolled over to face Damon. As I did so I noticed his eyes were still closed so I figured he was still sleeping. He looked so peaceful and cute sleeping. I closed my eyes again, maybe to sleep just a little longer. It's still early and I don't have to be at school just yet.

"Why do you have a huge grin on your face kitten? Were you thinking about me?" My eyes opened quickly, to be met with his light blue eyes staring at me. I guess I hadn't noticed I was smiling. Why was I? And still was.

"Because I can, and wouldn't you like to know if I was thinking about you." I quipped back. With that he just kissed me and said "Well now you are. " then he rolled over to get out of bed. My hand quickly moved to my lips. Did Damon just kiss me?

I sat up, covering my self with blanket. "What are you doing?" I asked, confused as to why he was getting up. And why he kissed me.

"Getting food." he stated, while pulling a shirt over his head. Food, I thought. Of course, he's probably hungry and I tempt him of my blood. He's still keeping Bonnie's promise not to kill or hurt any humans for blood. He uses the blood bank for food. Oh, my gosh, I gave him my blood! Oh, no. Is that going to tempt him to drink from human victims again? Dang it. I hope not. I knew I shouldn't have. Why did I? I- I cant really remember why I had. But I do remember giving him my blood though. But why had I? I had gotten out of bed then to put clothes on, that Damon had given me. I looked at them, wait- there my clothes? How-?

"Were did you get these?"

"From Stefan's room." he said while pointing in the direction of his room. "Oh." was all I said, because I realized that I did keep some clothes in his room for occasions, when I didn't or couldn't go home. While I was In the shower and when I got out, I still couldn't figure out why I had given Damon my blood. Did I drink his? I'm pretty sure I did. It feels like I did. But I can't remember. But now that I think about it, I remember kissing Damon, me liking it, it leading us to his room, and so on. But why had I did all that? I love Stefan. Not Damon. I feel something for him but its not love, not yet. Not like how I love Stefan. Why had I not screamed or ran, or even yelled or hit Damon when I woke up? It felt right, but why had it felt right? I- I cant figure this out. Why cant I remember? Why do I feel like I should be with Damon?

While I was descending the stairs, my brain had finally let me understand why I couldn't remember. Damon must have compelled me. My hand automatically moving to my neck were my vervaine necklace should be. And yet, it was there so, maybe he took it off to compel me. But my mind couldn't figure out if he did compel me, why had he?

Walking in the kitchen to find food for myself, it smelled like a breakfast buffet in there.

"Finally you came down from your shower. I swear if you were in there any longer I was going to get you out myself." he had said adding the last of food to a piling plate of waffles, eggs, bacon, toast, and hash browns. I stared at it wide eyed. Is that all for me? I thought. "Is that- " I started but he finished. "All for you? Yes, I believe so. You are the only human in this house."

"Damon. I-I cant eat all of this. This is too much. Why are you even making me breakfast?" I asked not sure why he's bothering to. He never does.

"Because Kitten." he said pouring blood into a glass for him self.

"But why Damon?"

Walking towards me he said "Like I said. Your human you need to eat."

I shook my head "No, not about that." I got up to look at him. "About you compelling me."

"What are you talking about, kitten? I've never compelled you."

"You had to Damon! You said you would never do it, but you did! You lied!" I yelled, and not noticing that there were tears falling.

I didn't notice till he wrapped his arms around me that he had even moved. He tilted my head up and wiped away a stray tear. "What are you talking about kitten. Why are you crying? And why do you think I'm lying about not compelling you? I would never do that." He was staring at me now. And I him, trying to figure out if he's lying to me. But I couldn't tell.

I got out of his grasp, and started to walk away. I couldn't talk about this anymore at the moment. I needed to think.

"Were are you going, kitten?"

I stopped walking and turned around. "Why do you keep calling me kitten?"

"Because I can. What would you like me to call you instead kitten?" he offered his hand to me as if to take it but I stepped back. The look on his face when I stepped back, I cant even describe it. Besides that he looked truly hurt by my actions. His hand was still outstretched to me but I just stared at it. When I looked back at him, he withdrew his hand and turned to the counter and downed the blood that was in the glass and refilled it with some bourbon.

"I'm sorry for whatever I did or didn't do Damon. But I just… " I said shaking my head. "I cant remember anything. I'm sorry." and I walked away. I didn't like to leave him hurt like that but I had to see Stefan. I haven't seen how he's doing in a few days.

As I reached the end of the hallway that led to the stairs that took me to the holding cell which held Stefan, I called out his name. "Stefan."

"Stefan? Are you okay in there? I'm sorry I haven't came down lately." I finished taking the last step down the stairs.

"There's just been… some things going on and-"

I screamed! Upon reaching the cell I looked in and Stefan wasn't there. I opened the cell door and looked in to make sure. I ran out and up the stairs to tell Damon. As I stopped at the end of the hall to catch my breath, I noticed that Damon was still standing at the bar drinking.

"Damon!" I yelled. "Damon!" I said walking closer to him.

"Damon. Damn it listen to me. Stefan's gone!" I exclaimed. "Damon" I whispered. Yet there he still stood at the bar, back to me not even caring I'm here or talking at all. What's wrong with him? I need him. We need to find Stefan. And quick. But why is Damon ignoring me?

"Damon?" I said just above a whisper. I had reached him then and touched his shoulder. But he rolled his shoulder and my hand fell. "Damon, Stefan is gone. We need to go find him. Please help me." I pleaded. Please let him cooperate with me. He knows Stefan's condition and he knows that he could… I don't want to think about that but… he could hurt me or even kill me if he's not thinking strait.

"Why should I help you? You are just like her. Even though you said you wouldn't. You did. So, why should I?" he said before taking a sip of his bourbon.

What? What is he saying? I'm like her? Katherine. But I'm not. We are nothing alike. Without noticing I spoke. "What? Can not get into that now. Damon, Stefan is gone! He's missing. Your brother is gone. Damon please! You know I can't do this alone. You're the only one who can help."

He just stood there. What's wrong with him?

"He's your brother, please Damon." I tried to beg again while grabbing his arm this time. He slowly turned his face towards me, and looked at my hand that is still holding a firm grip on his arm.

"Let go of me." he said. The way he said it was like throwing daggers. So dark and to his old self. No emotion.

I was scared. I didn't want to lose him now, with everything going on. So, I shook my head and held on tighter. I wasn't gonna lose him!

"Elena!" Damon had yelled, but the way he said my name was like it was some disgusting thing. "Let. Go. Of. Me. Now." I shook my head again.

"Let go or I will make you let go. I'll break your fingers or your hand in general, then maybe if I feel like it I'll spare your life. So which is it? The easy way, where you let go, pain free. Or the hard way? With pain."

Damon would never hurt me. So naturally I shook my head yet again and held on tighter. I put as much force I could manage to hold on to him.

"Option B, I see." he said sinisterly.

Then he grabbed my hand and slowly pried my fingers off his arm. I had, had dug my fingers as far into him as I could, but it was no use to Damon.

His hand that was gripping mine was rapidly applying presser. It was almost to the point where I couldn't stand it anymore.

"Damon, let go. Please, your hurting me." I begged. "Damon it hurts. Please let go." I tried to get my hand free but it wasn't working. It hurt so bad. I knew my hand was about to break. And Damon was just staring at me, hurting me. Watching me in pain. All of a sudden he let go, then pushed me. I fell hard on the floor with a loud thud! Boy did it hurt. I was in pain and shock so I just laid there starring at him. How could he do this to me?

After he had pushed me, he had turned around to continue drinking his bourbon. But after a few minutes of pain and lying there on the floor, I realized that I needed to get up and that I needed a plan.

I tried to get up, but had fell back down. The hand I used to prop myself up was definitely broken, and it was the hand Damon had broken, not the fall. But my back was sure pain though. At least I hadn't hit anything on my way down, and cut myself. Blood. That's it. Maybe I could cut myself and then maybe Damon will snap out if whatever he's in. And if Stefan is in the area he would smell it and come which would cause Damon to save me from Stefan. I quickly glanced around to find something close. But to no avail. Everything was either high up, (which means I have to stand up.) or it was in another room. Either way I have to get up. Come on Elena. You need to do this. I tried to in courage myself. A look to my left and there was a half sized table I could use to help to get up. I slowly, painfully scooted closer to the table. With one broken hand and the other arm in pain from trying to brake my fall was making it really difficult to get up. But after a few failed attempts I had gotten up.

Once I stood up a sharp pain ran through me like wild fire. I wanted to lay back on the floor again to make it stop, but I didn't. This was more important. I needed Damon. Not just because I needed him. I needed him to help me find Stefan.

Stumbling away to find something sharp, I had almost fell four times in the matter of ten feet. I was hurting all over but I needed to do this.

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