Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Vampire Diaries, the book series nor the T.V. series. Or the the entire fandom in anyway, L.J Smith and the creators of the show own both and L.J. smith is the proper creator of the entire series.
Summary: She has a demon inside of, eating her from the inside. She needs saving before she becomes one of the worst things she would hate to ever turn into. Who will save her? The White or Black knight?
Author's Note: I'm back, well so far at least for this update. I'm not sure if this is a return but I've been having writer's block for my novel or I can't make a decision so I took a needed R & R which is hard because I love to write. I felt guilty of not updating these stories and all the alerts I got off here from favouriting pushed me into updating. So I have to say THANK YOU ALL! Also I am looking for a beta reader to go over my grammar errors on my newer updates and maybe even my old updates so any new readers can read easier and more smoothly. Message me if you are interested and we'll talk.
P.S. Listen to: Get Some by Lykke Li. I loved it during the last, last episode: Klaus.
P.P.S. Wow isn't '70s, '80s and '90s music great? Motley Crue, Skid Row and more!
Just got myself a Shout At The Devil record by Motley Crue, I recommend readers to give them a listen!
Enjoy reading!
She couldn't help but feel like this.
Excitement thrummed through her as seconds passed in the silence. There he was like a deer caught in headlights; she didn't need to read his face to tell what he was feeling. She knew all that she needed to know by the pungent, delicious scent pouring from his lean, muscled body - changing gradually depending on the intensity of his emotions.
It was simple really, this game between them.
She was the predator and he, her prey.
Elena was not going to deny she felt carnal desires towards this man and it would be a lie to say otherwise. However she was mated to someone she had a deeper connection too and if she did get physical with this man it would only be for fun …if even that.
She'd do what she felt and want and would do with any other of her prey.
Entice, capture, conquer and destroy…what a great method to get what you want.
This man had betrayed her and of course the lady like thing would be to return his sentiments.
Elena could see so clearly in those icy cerulean glass eyes that he was brewing with want.
Just the way I like it.
As much as he was fighting her, his needs she knew he couldn't hold up forever.
Be it today, tomorrow, or next week, a month from now or even a year after, he'd crumble either way.
Elena was good with waiting…at least for something she deemed worthy of her patience.
All she needed was one or maybe a few more minutes of contact and she would see the animal in him, the vampire want more.
No more Ms. easy…
No more Ms. Nice girl.
She was going to make it hard for him; she was going to have him groveling for her to release him of his fiery emotions.
Fear and desire go hand in hand.
Slowly she gracefully circled him like a panther sizing up its next meal all the while a seductive coy smile blossoming on her lips while she sent out waves of her own desire to him.
Let's see how long he can hold his resolve.
Purposely she fluttered her lashes and looked through the little dark curtain of lashes while the other side of her face itself curtained in a wave of hair.
Licking her lips she dilated her eyes as she drew nearer, reached out to brush his arms and his chest with her fingertips.
Elena maintained enough distance to allow the briefest touch of skin contact but not enough so that it'd make it harder on him.
His body was tensing more and more with every faint brush and it only served to amuse her and drive him further, closer to the edge.
Damon's lips had even begun to tighten slightly and his eyes clouding over as lust began to seep through. His eyes darkened with every faint moment of skin contact.
The beast is struggling to get free.
Just one more push and she'd see if today would be the day.
Slowly she neared more and her fingers lingered as her circling pace decreased.
She only just now took in account that his protesting had died down to mutters and tenser posture.
Stepping closer she stopped in front of him, drew nearer and placed her lips inches away from him and locked gazes with dark blue cerulean eyes with the pupils dilated.
"Give in Damon. It's useless and I think we both know what you want." She breathed as she gave him a seductive stare.
Drawing back she reached out to his arm and trailed her hand up to the side of his face and let her finger linger and brush against the skin of his cheeks as she circled him once more. His eyes shut closed while his brows furrowed. "Leave." he weakly uttered.
She defied him and gently positioned herself in a laid back position on the couch her hand dangling off the side nearby the glass of Vervain she had already sipped at.
Minutes ticked by as he stood there with tense body language and shut eyes.
She waited and waited and only got her answer when he finally darted over and roughly grabbed her wrist. His eyes narrowed as his voice poured out shrewd. "Get out of here now! I'm giving you a chance to leave and never come back, alive!"
Elena sighed and rolled her eyes with that coy smile still in place. "Don't wanna, I gave you two choices and I'm not leaving until one happens."
Sighing he jerked her upwards. "Get out." He said tiredly.
His eyes still dark dropped in mental exhaustion.
"No."
In an instant with speed only a vampire possessed she was thrown across the room and landed against the wall where a thud cut through the silence. Elena's body slid down lazily and she glanced up as she entered into a sitting position on the wooden floor.
There was the beast she knew would surface.
Dilated pupils, distorted cerulean irises and blood red occuli, white fangs gleaming as snarls and ragged breaths escaped.
Here was a beautiful product of what they were underneath the human guise.
As demonic as this appearance was, she had become attracted to it. Many would scream at the sight but the vampiric features interested her. She had a dark sense of beauty within in her and she was glad to have it.
To her the vampire's appearance untamed was something precious, powerful, and unique and was basically the beauty of a fallen angel. Vampires were in a sense fallen angels that indulged in life's desire and drank the elixir of life.
So it was no surprise when she found her own body responding to Damon's beastly side.
Mimicking the roar of a leopard Elena smirked as she spoke in sultry undertones. "Ooh, what do we have hear…I like what I see, Mr. Vampire has come out to play then?"
"Keep making smart ass remarks, I gave you your warnings and you chose to stay and ignore them fine."
"But now I'm gonna rip you in two." There was an edge in his voice; it didn't even make her flinch.
In a flash she was in front of him "I'd love to see you try. Show me Mr. Big Bad Vamp, sink your fangs into me."
Again, more silence.
Elena narrowed her eyes and he did the same. His face twisted into a deadly glare and his cerulean eyes swirling with a mix of emotions: lust, anger, frustration.
Her lips upturned into a smirk and his face only got darker, a muscle in his face twitched in response to his teeth clenching.
"C'mon Damon…"
More silence.
She sighed and laid back, bored with his unresponsiveness.
"You're no fun." She pouted and he rolled his eyes. Backing away he turned away and walked over to an island of alcohol near the fireplace and fixed himself a drink. By his tense movements she could see he was trying to ignore her.
Sadly, that wasn't going to work with her
"Do you really think you can ignore me, Damon?"
Silence.
He turned enough she could see the right side of him and he swigged back some of his drink.
Elena followed his movements up until he started to walk out of the room. Instantly she sprung up and trailed him.
He kept up the silence and stopped at the door she knew lead to the basement cellar.
Swinging it open he preceded down into the darkness and she followed him, her eyes quickly adapting to the darkness.
She skipped two steps and hopped down to the bottom and began to hum to herself.
His scent guided her to the spot where a white freezer stood.
With a soft creak it opened and a light shined, illuminating its contents.
Blood.
Grimacing she felt hunger creep upon her and she bit her lip.
Delicious bags filled with red liquid, the elixir of life.
Elena's throat began to burn and ache.
She bit her lip as he set down his glass, ripped open a blood bag and poured half its contents into his tumbler. The pangs of hunger only got worse when he finished off the rest of the bag and grabbed another bag.
Right in front of her he swirled his tumbler and slugged it back.
Her canines sliced through her lip, sweet liquid entered her mouth.
Damon was obviously doing this to get to her and the silent treatment was meant to piss her off. As much as she tried to let it not get to her, it was hard especially now that her hunger had made itself known.
She needed to feed, her gums ached, her jaw hurt, her throat burned and she could feel her fangs peek through.
"Not going to offer me some?"
Silence.
"How rude, obviously you need to be taught some manners."
Damon's hand clenched around his glass and she heard the beginnings of the object crack.
This time he glanced at her, turning slightly and ripped open the bag again and drank the contents straight in front of her.
A hiss passed her lips.
This isn't fun anymore.
"You know, Damon you're really boring and annoying." His body began to shake and he grabbed another bag .
"What the hell happened to you? I think you're becoming more and more like Stefan. Boring, I mean back way when…you were more exciting." Damon's other hand slightly clenched around the blood bag and with a roar he threw the blood bag against the wall with tremendous force. The impact made the bag burst and splash blood all over its surface. Damon slammed the freezer door closed and turned to her with dark anger clouding his face. "Shut your mouth!"
"Am I making you angry Damon?"
Elena only got a snarl from him.
"Aw, Poor baby." A giggle bubbled past her lips.
Damon threw down the glass with its remaining contents and hissed at her.
"I thought I told you to leave!"
"I thought you said you were going to rip me in two, obviously you were bluffing."
"I wasn't kidding when I said that." He answered back.
"Oh sure, then why didn't you? I'm still standing here."
Silence.
"Okay, enough of the silence game. You know what I think-"
"Who cares what you think! I'm finished talking to you. GET OUT!"he roared as his features began to change gradually.
"I think that you can't kill me because of your feelings and you know what? If anyone has the right to make threats and rip anyone in two...It's me!"
"Who says I feeling anything for you!" he yelled
"Oh please, Damon. You think I'm stupid, I can smell it now even if I couldn't then. I know you cared about me then and you're hurt that I left because you felt something for me."
"Don't you dare talk about my feelings, you don't even know..." his voice died into a whisper
"I was the one closest friend you had an-"
In a flash I was pinned against the wall, Damon's face extremely close to hers and his breath warm cascading onto her skin.
"Friend? You stabbed me in the back! You left me, a friend at least would have told me, gave me a hint at least! You weren't a friend, I don't have friends Elena and you're so oblivious that you ever thought you were."
"I stabbed you in the back? That's so…"
"What?"
Like a balloon anger filled up and up inside her until she burst and she felt herself quickly transition into her true form."You're a hypocrite! You stabbed me in the back!" Damon slammed his hand against the wall nearby her and hissed at her. His fangs gleamed in the darkness and his eyes filled with red contrasting the cerulean of his eyes while his face reflected the dark anger inside.
"Shut Up!"
He looked absolutely demonic.
Elena hissed back at him and they both glared at each other with burning, vehement malevolence.
Authors Note: CLIFFHANGER! =P
I hope you enjoyed this update, thanks for reading!
Until next time! ^^
