Sorry for the late update, I have been doing my final exams.
Let me know what you think of this, I'm not sure if im happy with it, I may just click complete on it and continue my other fan fics.
Elena swooped down the stairs, she noticed a kick in her step as she let her hand slide down the wooden banisters. A smile etched on her face, she bit down on her lip to try and make it fade, but it would not evade. Last night was...amazing to say the least, and for the first time in a long time she believed that she could get her old life back.
She wasn't thinking about the life with her parents when they were alive, she wasn't thinking about the simplicity of being a teenage cheerleader, the queen bee of the high school elite. Those times when her only worry in life was what accessories to buy for the next dance, or how to sneak off to the grill when she was grounded. And although she didn't realise it then she remembered that feeling even before the tragedy, that there was something that was missing even then, that even though she had everything a 17 year old girl could ask for, she was still searching for something, something more in life, something that would uproot her, make her life exotic and rich with excitement, something like what she found in Stefan.
She did miss her parents though, she did miss not having to be around all this supernatural madness, she missed having her mom to talk to and her father to laugh with. But at the same time she knew that when her and Stefan had met, everything seemed to fall right into place, when she saw in his eyes that he would never stop loving her, that he would understand her without even having to ask, that she made his life better, she knew him straight away, she was made to love him, he made her heart jump when he was close and made her relax when he was touching. He eased her pain with the simplest of words, and made her life full by simply living himself. And for that reason alone, she had decided that life was worth living just to be with him.
Elena flew freely around the kitchen, pulling out the coffee maker and turning up the volume on the radio. She knew he would be back soon, and that made her stomach flip from the feeling, and how she would try to keep her hands off him and try to justify doing so after the many times they had fornicated this morning. She stopped pouring the coffee beans into the machine as her mind raced at what had happened in her room, spilling some of it on the counter and laughing at her clumsiness, what had come over her? She had not felt like this in so long, and it felt...good.
The doorbell rang and Elena turned on her heel to answer it. She swung the door open expecting someone entirely different.
"well that was quick..." her eyes met Damon's who was helping Bonnie stand on the porch.
"Bonnie?" Elena gasped and grabbed for her to come in "What happened?"
Damon helped her in and placed her on the couch ensuring the bandage was securely held on her neck.
"Alaric...he...he transitioned Elena" he said angrily pacing the living room. Elena sat next to Bonnie, who seemed to still be in shock from the ordeal, she was shaking and her eyes seemed fixed into the distance, she didn't seem to be there at all.
"WHAT?" Elena burst out, "But...but how?"
"Witchy here gave me an aneurism and decided to sacrifice herself to Alaric the new and improved Vampire Slayer" Damon shouted, still pacing and clenching his fists in frustration. Bonnie snapped out of her daze and turned to Damon standing and grinding her teeth.
"I had no idea what was happening, the witches lead me there, they wanted him to feed so he would turn"
"Oh my god bonnie" Elena wrapped her arms around her "Im so sorry" Bonnie broke down into tears and fell to her knee's.
A heavy sense of realisation hit Elena, "Where's the stake now?" she turned to Damon
"WE DONT KNOW" Damon said with a frustrated expression "Obviously I'm an idiot, obviously I do STUPID things like let my friend die with dignity when I should have just killed him"
Damon spun around on his heel and hit the wall with his fist leaving a small mark.
"Damon" Elena shouted pleadingly. And he caught her distraught eyes for a second realizing he was loosing it and flew up the stairs in vampire speed.
Elena let out a heavy breath and joined Bonnie on the floor.
"This is bad" bonnie said calmly, Elena nodded and let out a sigh, reaching up to remove the heavy bandage from her neck. "are you sure your ok?" Elena asked gently, examining the deep marks on her neck. "I'll be fine, once we get rid of him Elena" she leaned back on the couch.
"I have to go talk to him, I'll be right back" Elena said, bonnie forced a smile and watched Elena as she walked up the stairs.
Elena opened her bedroom door slowly and found Damon leaning on the wall beside her window seat, watching the street outside her window.
"Hey" she said gently walking beside him. He didn't acknowledge her, he stood still and stared fixated on an oak tree outside.
"I'm sorry about Alaric Damon, I know you cared about him" she tried to look at him, to see if she could tell what he was feeling from his eyes, or his expression, anything. If there was anything more frustrating in the world, it was Damon and sometimes it gave her a thrill to try to figure this complex being.
"Damon, its ok, were going to figure this out, there has to be a way" Damon stood and met her eyes.
"Elena, why don't you love me?" The statement seemed to come out of nowhere and shocked her, but she soon realised that Stefan's jacket and pants were sitting on the floor along with her own items of clothing, a black laced bra strewn next to the bedside lamp, looking suspiciously at them from across the room.
"I know you do Elena, when we kissed, it was...everything, and I love you" he turned to step closer to her, searching her eyes for any sign of weakness in them against his.
"Elena, let me in please" he begged, moving to grab her hands roughly moving them up to his heart, his eyes desperate and needy. Elena's mouth fell open, completely caught off guard by this sudden confession and accusation from Damon; usually it took a very serious event for him to come on so strongly. The times before, Katherine had broken his heart or when he was on his death bed from a deadly werewolf bite and when he thought Stefan had just betrayed them to save Klaus, but now, it was as though he realised he needed to act quickly before he lost her.
"Damon" she tried desperately to step back but he was so close to her now, and she did care about him , she did, she hated herself for all these feelings that she had snowballed him into, for everything that had happened to make herself think she could ever consider being with him. His eyes were infectious, she knew she felt something for him, and if she had never met Stefan, she was sure that she would have fallen for him. Although it would not match how madly, deeply and truly her feelings for Stefan were rooted deep inside her, she was sure she would have met him anyway; her mind wouldn't allow her to imagine her life without Stefan in it.
His lips were grazing hers so quickly, she forgot for a second she should be pushing him away, as she tried to speak, breaking only when she said his name again, "Damon! No!" she pressed against his chest; trying to push him away but realising her strength had no match against his inhuman body. And her stomach flipped, it was so dangerous to let him in so close, he would not retaliate from the embrace if she let it happen for much longer. She turned her head in pure dismissal and refusal of his advances towards her.
"I know Stefan was here last night Elena" his eyes watered, as if he thought this was the last chance to convince her that he loved her and needed her.
"But I don't care, I don't because I love you and I know you love me too" it broke her heart to see Damon this way, because she knew he deserved to be loved, and she hated that she couldn't give that to him, because her heart belonged to his brother. And a part of her heart belonged to Damon too, but only the morsel that was intertwined between him and Stefan, Stefan's connection to his brother and their eternal bond was as far as her love would be for Damon. And she knew that Damon alone would not be enough to fulfil her. She was ashamed at this realisation, because she knew that if anyone else were to break down those walls around Damon that he had set so high, that there would be no retreat from his love, that he would be eternally devoted to them and love them more than anyone else could be loved.
"Damon I care for you I do", his body moved close in relief from those words. "But I love him Damon, I love Stefan, I...I can't lie to myself any longer" she cried, tears falling down her face realizing that from now on Damon was going to be gone from her life.
"Why?" he whispered, locking his eyes with hers and reaching for her lips once again.
"Because Damon" she slapped his hand away frustrated now that she was wedged so closely against the wall, a tang of bitterness overcame her as she realised how forceful Damon could be "I know if I had met you instead of Stefan, you would have made me do things against my will, taken advantage of my naivety, I know you have changed now Damon and I do care for you, because of the man you are now. But I still feel, I feel everything! You killed JEREMY, you USED Caroline, you tried to kill Bonnie, Damon, I can't and it's not just that, it's the fact that you knew that Stefan saved me, not just at the bridge but he saved me from myself in a time when I didn't know how to live when I was lost, and you still thought you could steal me from him, who do you think I am Damon?"
Damon looked in her eyes in realisation, he was spent, he had put all his money on a card game with 4 aces, only to be beaten by a royal flush, Stefan had beaten him on two separate occasions in his long lifetime, and he had nothing left but to live with what he had done.
She searched his eyes for any response, but he looked broken, he ran his fingers through her hair delicately and placed a kiss on her forehead desperately trying to console himself with her presence, her ever forgiving presence, the angel that had thought him to feel, the woman who could see through him, it made the burn of her skin even more bitter against his lips. Elena leaned into his embrace for a moment savouring the possible last intimate moment he would ever let her see again,
"Elena, you don't know it yet, but we belong together" Elena looked in to his eyes in disbelief. Her eyes furrowed and her face hard, what made him so sure that they belonged together, after everything she had just said, but in a way it soothed the pain for her. Knowing that he was not giving up on her, even if it was for the wrong reasons, would it be so bad to have Damon in her life as her close friend while she and Stefan continued as they were. But yet, it was a selfish pipe dream, she could not imagine a world where she did that after all that happened between her and Damon during the summer. It was something she wouldn't do.
"No Damon, I belong with Stefan" he stepped back to give her one last glance, his nod expressionless "okay" and stepped briskly out of her room. Elena slid down her wall holding her aching stomach and letting a tear fall down her face. How had it all come to this? She didn't want to lose him, she felt the harshness of her words reverberate back through her mind, and for a few seconds regretted throwing all of those facts and memories back into Damon's face, because something deep inside of her still wanted to fix him, she still enjoyed his company and the way it consumed her. But one thing was for sure, she could not live without Stefan and when it came to him, she would choose the same every time. Because now it was forever, one way or another.
Please leave your reviews, I have another multi chapter possibly coming, because Im currently having writers block with 'Coming Home'...help! haha
Im working on a future fiction where elena (as a vampire) has overcome her blood lust and is trying to get Stefan back, still not sure if its a good idea...?
Loved writing this story and loved reading the comments, thanks x