Author Note:I had a little trouble writing this chapter. It originally was supposed to be two separate scenes. I decided to add them together; I think it sounds better this way. I added a small part where Damon sees Anna & Jeremy when he's driving for the Janna fans and I think it will help add them in later on when Damon arrives again. I have had tons of requests to make longer chapters and add more detail. This chapter is much longer than previous updates. I also had a comment asking when Damon and Elena see each other again. I am slowly building up to that scene, and trust me, it will be worth it. So, to answer one author's question, they will not see each other in this chapter. Thanks to the following authors for the great reviews that helped and inspired me write this chapter:
Sparxfly93 Brittany AmyINSANITY Alice-Jasper 4ever 16 hiddenfanggirl16
EMCismylove' Nina145 Eye of The Tigress Kara.R.K Fenris242 iamnotavampire2
A Black Magic Rose
Pages of a Diary and Letter from a Witch
Chapter 2 Damon's POV
Damon was now back in Mystic Falls. He came back every couple years to check up on the boarding house and see if his favorite brown eyed – brown haired human girl was back in town.
He started walking slowly up the pathway to the boarding house. When he got to the front, he looked around the side path. He found himself at the back door. He pushed it open and quickly walked into the parlor (living room). The boarding house seemed different without a fire in the fire place, furniture, and a bottle of scotch on the mantle, like a distant memory. Dust was covering the old bookshelves and the fireplace mantle. He looked around the kitchen, which was barely used when he did live here, unless Elena was here. He smiled at the thought, remembering when they cooked pasta sauce for Jenna and Jeremy. He turned around and without using vampire speed, started to walk up the stairs one step at a time, trying to let everything sink in. His century old house looked so odd now, he thought as he walked down the hallway. He stopped when he got to his door. It was cracked open. What the Hell? , he thought , I know that I lock the front door and shut all the doors every time I leave, Oh well , I was probably drunk. I wander if Elena ever came back.
It smelled different. Someone had been here. He took another deep breath, recognizing it instantly; it was Elena's sweet scent. He ran with an inhuman speed over to the chair. He sat down to breathe in her scent, it was heavenly, yet a little bit passionate, and it smelled like strawberry wine and dark chocolate. He inhaled again, knowing he might never smell something this divine again, before walking over to the closet. He was about to take down the old record player to listen to some music before realizing Elena had found the jacket before she left. "Hmmm, she must have decided she liked my style after all" he said before lifting the record player up. He turned around and went to sit on the chair when he heard a *clunk* behind him, he spun around to look at his closet floor.
What he found surprised him beyond words.
Elena Gilbert's diary was laying there. She had left him her most prized possession. On the blue velvet front cover were the words: to: Damon
He picked it up in a flash, crossed the room, and sat in the leather chair. He started off with her very first entry.
September 4th, 2009
Dear Diary,
Something awful is going to happen today.
I don't know why I wrote that. It's crazy. There's no reason for me to be upset and every reason to be happy, but….
After reading Elena's first entry, I felt bad about spooking her as a crow. Maybe the fog wasn't a good idea then either.
I devoured another entry. This one was when she was in the cemetery and oh no, mysterious fog and a crow. Hehehehehe I skipped all the entries about the new mysterious guy and Bonnie predicting Obama. Okay, yes I read those too. I kept reading about every emotion and everything that happened in Elena's life. I finally, after reading all the crap about how hot and mysterious Stefan is. Blah Elena, you are wrong there, try brooding, unbearably miserable, puppy eating, and overprotective got to the part about meeting me. I knew whenever she wrote in here; she was always writing about me, she just wouldn't admit it.
Dear Diary,
Sorry, I haven't written in awhile. It's been hectic with school, and acting like everything's fine when it isn't. I would be lying to you if I said I was happy. I went to the boarding house to see Stefan. He wasn't there, but his older brother Damon was. He seems nice, but there's something off about him. He has the most beautiful light blue eyes and dark black hair. I wonder why Stefan never told me he had a brother. Well, I think Jenna's attempting to make dinner. I better go check on Jer.
XOXOXOX
~Elena
I smirked and skipped to the 2nd to last entry.
Dear Diary,
I really don't know how to describe the feelings I have towards Stefan now, he seems more distant now. He's been this way ever since he started drinking human blood (during the month of Founders events). I keep feeling like I need a break, a new start, without the trouble knowing vampires even exist. Well, I'll always know what lurks in the dark; how could I even forget? I thought when I met the Salvatore brothers; my life had changed for the best, a new beginning since my parents died, but now, I'm starting to regret it all. What will I do?
Xoxoxoxo
~Elena
That's how she really felt about all of this? Maybe I should have read her diary when I had the chance. I feel better knowing she wanted me to read it, though. I thought as I turned the page.
Dear Diary,
I remember the first day I got you; my mother bought you for me before she died. I know diaries are supposed to be a place for a person to bury their secrets, feelings, and thoughts, never to be told. I am leaving to South Carolina now. I will keep you with Anna and Jer, they promised not to read and will give you back when I visit. I plan on giving you to someone special, someone I wish I didn't have to leave. His name is Damon; the blood drinking, crazy, pshycopath, with no redeeming qualities who has a cocky attitude. But don't worry, he won't hurt you. He has done some nice things, for instance: saving my life (I ran over a vamp), saved his brother, took Stefan's place at the pageant to save me from being an embarrassed wreck, erased Jer's memory of Vicki, stayed in the basement of the boarding house all night long with me to watch Stefan, and most importantly , excepted my trust. Please tell him how thankful I am. I must go.
Goodbye,
XOXOXOX
~Elena
I sighed as I took her diary and went down the stairs and outside. I found myself at the mailbox, I don't know why in the heck I opened that door, everyone knows the Salvatore boys ran off to Italy, but I did. There was a cream colored envelope inside. I ripped it open to find the only the finest penmanship of a Bennett on the front of a note.
Mr. Damon Salvatore
Damon,
This is Bonnie. I wanted to let you know that Matt and I are getting married. I know you are probably wandering why I'm telling you this. I am because I am going to South Carolina to drag Elena's butt up for the wedding and her much needed break from work. If she accepts, she will be my maid of honor. I know that you love her, I remember seeing it in your eyes every time you look at her. I know deep down she feels the same way, I just don't think she has fully realized it yet. As much as he doesn't like you, I have convinced Matt to let you be the best man, he wants to see Elena happy, as do I. Please let me know if you accept. Also, keep in mind that if you do come and one drop of innocent blood is spilled, I will kill you. The details are below.
Sincerely your Frenemy,
~Bonnie Bennett
Dear Mr. Damon Salvatore,
You are invited to the wedding of Bonnie Bennett and Matthew Donavan on
May 15th at 10:00am
Mystic Falls Church
Reception at Mystic Grill, 6:00pm, Upstairs Party Room
RVSP by April 30th
~Ms. Bonnie Bennett
Oh, wonderful. I guess I might have a chance to see Elena again. Mutt doesn't like me, Who would've guessed? I thought as I drove the Ferrari down the witch's street. I through a piece of paper in the mail box that said:
I'll be there. If Elena doesn't show up; I will rip your head off little witch. I am, after all, centuries older than you. Tell Mutt I accept.
~D.
Looks like I need to make a trip back to Italy, I thought as I drove through Mystic Falls. When leaving, I passed a shocked Annabelle and Jeremy holding hands, with jaws dropped walking on the side of the road.
Time to go get my stuff from Italy. When I get to the airport, a flight attendant sounds good. Tasty.
Chapter Soundtrack:
From Where You Are-Lifehouse (Damon is walking through the boarding house remembering all the good times with Elena.)
Hope you guys enjoyed the chapter as much as I did writing it. Please vote in the new poll on my profile. It has links that you need to click on or copy and paste. They are of the dress ideas for Elena's bridesmaid dress. I need you guys to vote for your favorite so that I can better describe the dress in an upcoming chapter. Some of you voted in my previous poll that you would rather have a Delena short story than a Janna short story, so after this story is completely finished, you will get a 1-5 chapter story. Anyway, hope you guys like the story so far.
R&R
~Vampgirl144