School of the Damned
Chapter 20
Elena tapped her pencil as she waited for her last class of the day to be over with. She had all the time in the world to talk to John about their strained relationship, but now it was more important for her to talk to Damon about what had happened in their class. He couldn't avoid her for long and he knew it. She just had to get his attention first.
When the bell rang signaling the end of classes, she ran to Damon and cut him off dragging him into a nearby corner.
"What do you need Elena?"
"I want to talk to you about that speech in class today."
"What about it?"
"Was any of it real?"
"What do you think?"
He tried to brush past her, but she shoved him back to the wall. He wasn't getting out of this that easily.
"Please Damon don't be like that."
"Like what Elena? From day one it's always been about you and Stefan now suddenly after a few lust spells and some hidden wet dreams you have feelings for me? I'm confused Elena. What the hell is going on here?"
"It's complicated okay."
"How is it complicated? I would love to hear your excuse."
"During the summer, I met this guy. His name was Stefan and he helped me through a lot. He helped me through my stepdad's and my mom's divorce. He helped me through Caroline's custody case. He even helped me through my recent breakup. He was there through it all and he was so sweet about everything. Then I came here and I started having feelings for you. I just didn't know to what extent until our kiss."
"So what is Stefan a better kisser? I mean I don't see you and him broken up yet. This is wrong Elena and you know it."
"No. He's not. And the only difference between kissing you and kissing Stefan is that whenever I kissed you, it felt right."
Damon ran his hand through her hair and tugged her closer. His lips were only inches from her own.
"Tell me how it feels."
"What?"
"How does kissing me make you feel?"
"It feels like I got hit by a truck."
He smiled smugly and her lips parted. She wanted that kiss no matter how selfish it was. But what about Stefan? Neither him or Damon deserved what she was putting them through.
"I can't" she whispered.
"Yes you can. You don't belong to him. The only person you belong to is yourself."
"This is wrong."
"But it's also right."
Their lips met and the kiss consumed her. It felt good and it felt right. It made her breathless and once again she felt herself wanting more. Her tongue plunged into his mouth as his hands tangled into her hair so he could pull her closer to him. When they pulled apart their breath was shallow and deep.
"That was amazing." She whispered. "But I can't be with you Damon. This isn't fair to you or Stefan."
"So it is about Stefan?"
"Yes."
"Stop thinking about him for just a minute Elena. You even said so yourself in so many words that you don't feel the same way when you're around him. Can't you tell that you don't belong with him Elena. Can't you tell the difference when you kiss him compared to when you kiss me."
Before Elena could argue, Damon crushed his lips to hers sending shivers down her spine yet again.
"Stop."
She pushed him away, but it pained her to do so and for the second time that day she watched Damon walk away. Just like she would do tonight with Stefan, because it was in that moment that Elena realized that she would rather be alone then to hurt either one of them again.