Title: "The World" It's A Relative Term

Rating: K+

Summary: One would think she'd been compelled to forget.

Pairing: Damon/Elena

AN: RANT Kay let's get something straight, Damon didn't compel Elena into anything. I know that all of us would love to give her an out for being so completely and utterly stupid/young/naive/whatthefuckever but the conversations before compulsion were just that, conversation. What matters is what he said specifically when his pupils were dilated. Which was "I wish you didn't have to forget this but you do" and "Right now I need you to forget this happened. Can't have people to knowing I'm in town just yet". Period. He didn't compel her into loving/staying with Stefan and he sure as fuck didn't compel her into thinking he wasn't good enough to be her choice. If that were the case she never would have fallen for him at all, always knowing he wasn't good enough, wasn't what she wanted. And he told her in Rose that he didn't deserve her yet she sees the good in him.

So by default, I'm right. Same with the whole beating heart thing!If their hearts didn't beat ripping them out wouldn't be fatal and Damon would have known he was kissing katherine, and Klaus would have known he wasn't talking to Elena and there's a bunch of other evidence I'm not going to beat you over the head with. I know this is the place where we just put out what we want and I am genuinely NOT trying to offend anyone, or belittle their thoughts/ideas/writinng. I have to read the stories to know it's being said, and I'm reading them because they are good so really don't take offense. It just irks me because I don't think Elena deserves the out and there are more stories than not I just can't wrap my head around it.

LIFE LESSONS on the house! I don't think anyone fictional or otherwise deserves 'the benefit of the doubt' or to be thrown a bone, or given a second chance simply because they ask for it. You make decisions you live with the consequences. Even if you didn't mean to hurt someone you still did, just say sorry, just be sorry. Don't find trivial facts to justify why you just "had" to do/think/say what you did. It's not the end of the world to cause of someone else's discomfort. You weren't put on this earth to please every single person you come across. Oh and fyi: Yes, there is a way to be sorry for hurting someone but not sorry for what you did ie. I'm sorry breaking up with my ex hurt him, not sorry we broke up. Elena can be sorry for hurting Stefan without hating the fact that she has feelings for Damon which in turn make Damon feel like a piece of trash.

Also, I don't even like Stelena, like at all but it's just plain rude to diminish that entire relationship to something that has nothing to do with either Stefan and Elena. Just like it's plain disgusting that Elena's only validation for being with Stefan has nothing to do with the present, of who she is now, or who he seems to be and everything to do with people from three years ago that no longer fucking exist! In the same way that it's disrespectful for you to deny responsibility for your actions when they affect more then just you. Imagine if your spouse told you that the only reason they were with you was because three years ago they promised you forever, but if you asked them to make that promise based on the last year alone they couldn't do it? You'd probably feel like ass. Wanna know why? because people are constantly evolving, so relationships are constantly changing, meaning the reason you stay together has to be cemented in the present cuz that's the only time that's genuinely true to who you are. Anyways, the point I was trying to make before I went all Dr. Phil was that while I love Damon, the world doesn't revolve around him… Expect in this story because I like the irony of it.

She doesn't know why she fought so hard against this. Being a vampire was amazing. Okay she could do without some of the intensity, and drinking blood was still a little weird but all in all she shouldn't have been so against this life. This was the life where she and Damon could stay in bed for days, literally. Sleep was mostly optional, and they had opted out pretty often. More inclined to touching and kissing, than napping and rest.

Being a vampire meant that even though she felt hunger they could both go at least a few days without blood. A week if they fed off each other. And they did, often. Which should be another individual perk. A blood bond when she was human would have been a mockery of what they shared now. Just another way she would have never been good enough for him, but now they were perfect.

Everything was flawless. Because she was his and her was hers. The space they were in smelled like their joint and constant arousal. The air tasted of their love. His skin. She could go on for days about his skin. And there were no words in any language that could to justice to his eyes. Or his body. Or the passion fueling his love for her. In fact the more Elena thought about it, the more even her own thoughts seemed lacking. She couldn't even adequately describe the inadequacy of language. To say the world, their world was perfect was near heresy, such a gross understatement.

Well perfect except for the bees. Wait… bees? There couldn't be bees it was the middle of december. But the buzzing, what else buzzed. There is a noise in her ear that makes her wish she were deaf. Not only was it incessant but it's distracting, enraging really. His hands were all over her body in this perfect room in their perfect world. And instead of getting lost in it she was trying to find that stupid buzzing thing, that thing that wasn't a bee.

She has no choice but to separate from him. Getting out of bed takes all of her energy. It is physically painful to look at him, so inviting with that pout on his face and not return to the bed. She'll make it up to him, just the second she finds that thing. Finds it and kills it. She's on the ground, hand and knees crawling. Even with heightened senses she has no idea where the offense is coming from, it seems to reverberate through the room. Buzzing, and buzzing, she can practically feel it. Wait… no, she can actually feel it. Like a vibration. What kind of parasite vibrates while it buzzes. From the look on Damon's face he knows exactly what she's looking for. Too amused to hel- AHA!

Well it's not a parasite. This… this whatever it is, was hers. She knows it's hers but what exactly is it? Damon's booming laughter is like a bucket of cold water.

It all comes rushing back to her. Caroline and her bubbly personality, playing Barbies in the backyard. Bonnie in gymnastics making faces behind Ms. Issy's back. Her best friends. Her two guardian angels, hidden beneath warrior paint and loyalty. It was like being turned all over again only this time she hadn't been compelled. There was a world outside these four walls, there were people other than the two of them. It was too easy to forget.

She gives him a sheepish grin. Before it gives away to anger. His smirk a little too smug. He always let her suffer through her episodes instead of helping. Then again why should he help when he reaped all the rewards. Not that he had earned them exactly, nothing to take pride in really, just another side effect of being a new born.

Their consuming love had turned into something unexplainable. Proven in the way she could and would forget everything. Her friends. Her brother, the last of the Gilberts. The last thing she had tying her to her parents and humanity. The boy who still snuck into her room while she was at school to read her diary when he was running low on blackmail material. Nevermind hunting, that thing she needed to do to stay alive, took a back seat to the main event.

Whenever she was alone with Damon it was as if nothing else mattered to her. As if nothing else even existed to matter. For her, the world literally shrunk down to them, and whatever space they were in. He promised she'd get the hang of it soon, once her emotions stabilized but for the outside world made sure to call her, or visit. Often, you know, to remind her they existed.