DPOV
I watched Elena stumble up the stairs and into Stefan's room. It was obvious she was in shock and was exhausted having been woke up in the middle of the night. I glanced at my watch. 2:30. Poor Elena.
I heard a loud sigh and a sniffle come from upstairs. Now she was crying. Wonderful. How do I make her feel better? I found it ironic that a vampire should want to comfort a human but that was what Elena did to me. She made me crazy.
I walked into the kitchen and decided that maybe hot chocolate would help. After all, I am a killer cook. I scanned the cupboards and located a bar of chocolate, some milk and some chilli. I melted the chocolate in a pan and added some chilli and a small amount of milk at a time until the chocolate was thin enough to drink. I poured it into a black mug and silently climbed the stairs.
"Knock, Knock." I said to Elena through the door and entered the room.
Even though her eyes were red and puffy, she still looked beautiful.
"I brought you something to help you get to sleep."
I handed her the mug and she sipped it tentatively. She look up at me through her golden eyelashes.
"Thank you, Damon." She croaked and I flashed my 250 kilo watt smile.
"I'll leave you alone now. You need your sleep."
"Okay. Goodnight, Damon."
"Sweet dreams Elena."
EPOV
Damon left me alone and I drank the hot chocolate. It was very rich and had a hint of something exotic. It was the most delicious thing I had ever tasted. I got out my diary and began to write.
DPOV
I sat down on the antique sofa and began to listen to Elena's thoughts.
...let Damon cook from now on...
...Dear Diary, Stefan is so stupid sometimes. I love him but...
...Why didn't Damon stop him...
...should be back soon...
I soon became drowsy so sent Elena to sleep and then strolled to my room. The black satin bed sheet soon surrounded me as I fell asleep and dreamed of Elena.