Disclaimer: I Do Not own and Twilight or Vampire Diaries character although in my dreams I totally rule them.
I drove to the boarding house and saw that the front door was wide open. I got out my car, holding my broken arm, and walked inside. This was something that screamed 'danger' and of course I had to walk toward it. I just needed to make sure everyone was ok, and I really needed someone to go with me to the hospital.
"Hello?" I called out, but I didn't hear anyone, and no one came out to greet me, so I tried calling Elena. She didn't pick up, so I tried calling Damon and Stephan. Neither of them picked up as well and I started to worry.
I walked around the whole house and still I found no one. I continued to call out for everyone and no one was answering me which freaked me out a little more. All I could think was that Edward killed Damon and Alice decapitated my cousin or Caroline. My arm was really hurting me and was really bruised and swollen. If I couldn't find anyone soon, I would have to go straight to the hospital. I really didn't want to go alone since I knew they could drug me up and there was no way I would be able to drive home, but this pain was getting ridiculous. I feared going alone, especially after my last trip to the hospital.
I heard a noise from the backyard, so I went out through the kitchen door. As soon as I opened the door I froze in my spot. Never in a million years did I dream of something like this happening. It broke my heart and now I knew why I was warned to stay away from Damon.
There stood Damon and Elena, locking lips and I could tell his tongue was down her throat. He had her pinned up against a tree and her legs were wrapped around his waist. She was gripping his hair and he was holding her up by her thighs. Her hand gripping his dark hair, holding his face to hers. This image would be burned into my memory for the rest of my life. I felt sick to my stomach and I didn't even care about the pain in my arm anymore because the pain in my chest was worse.
"Damon?" His name passed my lips in a question, like I couldn't believe it was him. I didn't even want to stay there but I had to see his face when he looked at me. I mean my heart told me it was all a dream, but my head screamed that I just knew how to pick them. He turned to me, gasping for breath. His eyes grew wide and he dropped Elena on her feet. He took a step away from her and toward me.
He kept looking between the two of us before he shook his head. It was a little wobbly on his feet and his eyes looked clouded over. His eyes were black not the misty blue they normally got when he was aroused. He seemed drunk and out of focus, did he even know what was happening?
I took a step back and I could feel the tears flowing down my face. I wanted to scream at him to beg me to tell me why? To ask if there was something wrong with me and although I knew he would call me perfect just like the others, a part of me felt dirty. A sliver of hope still held strong in me and refused to give up on him.
Elena was smiling, like my pain was her enjoyment. She seemed different, she looked different. There was a sense about her that said she wasn't who she looked to be. I knew that sometimes looks could be deceiving but the question was...which part of her was the one deceiving?
Her hair was curly and 2 shades lighter than her normal straight dark brown hair. She had on black stilettos and a dark green silk jumper. I knew Elena's closet and nowhere in there were stilettos or that outfit. She ever would have worn something so short or revealing, my cousin was very conservative most of the time. She said Stephan always told her it wasn't about what she wore that turned him on, but just her essence.
"Oh god, Bella." Damon was in front of me in a heartbeat.
Without thinking I slapped him with my broken arm and cried out in agonizing pain. I was so stupid, in so many ways, was Jake a perfect example of that? Edward sure did screw up my life by leaving. Ever since him I just didn't know who to trust anymore. But man, with Damon I thought it was different this time, he seemed so much better and it killed me to know that he was exactly who Elena had said he was. I never believed I was good enough to change him, but man did I hope.
I grabbed my arm and could feel the bone pressing against my skin. This was way worse than a normal broken bone and I knew the doctor was going to have a field day with me and would have to set it correctly. I wished right now I could see Carlisle and Esme and let them make everything ok. From my broken hand to my broken heart. I walked back away from him, praying I didn't fall. I couldn't keep my eyes off him, of the tears falling down his face.
"Stay away from me. I trusted you...And your just like the rest of them." He looked so broken, so shaken. He was gone in another heartbeat and I headed to the front door. I bumped into a warm body.
"Hey Bella...you ok?" I looked up to see Matt. His blue eyes were kind and caring as he held me. I looked down at my arm and he seemed to understand, leading me to his truck. "Don't worry, it'll be ok" He seemed to know what I needed without having to say anything and I took comfort in that.
He ran back inside the house and brought out a bag. He handed me an ice pack to place on my arm and the cold felt good against the intense burning in my arm. He then took out 2 ace bandages and tried to wrap my arm as best he could without hurting me too much. After he gave me 2 painkillers with a bottled water.
"Why do you have painkillers?" I mean I was grateful to have them but I was curious as to whose they had been.
"We keep a good supply of meds and first aid supplies herein case of emergencies. Since living near the woods, the chance of getting shot by a hunter is greatly increased. Plus, your Elena is almost as clumsy as you are." I smiled at him and knew part of that was a lie, or maybe it was a half-truth. I leaned my head on his shoulder and cuddled into his side. He wrapped one arm around my shoulders while the other hand was on the steering wheel. Why couldn't I have just stayed with Matt like everyone wanted. Because Bella, Damon was bad, and you liked that!
"Why were you there?" I asked trying to keep my mind on anything but the images still floating in my mind. Of him, of her, of them. Of when I first caught them, to when he noticed my presence, to me telling him to stay away. All those images just wouldn't stop floating behind my eyes every time I closed them.
"We were all supposed to meet there to discuss the Cullen's. I just finished my shift at the Grill, so I thought I would come early. What about you?"
"I was looking for Elena. Thought we could do something fun to get my mind off things." Which wasn't a total lie, he just didn't need to know the other half of why I was here. I didn't want to hurt him, no one else needed to be hurt today.
"What happened to your arm?"
"Jake kissed me this morning before I left the house. I hit him, resulting in breaking my arm. He's like super strong and doesn't get hurt so easily while I break with the slightest touch. Then I walked in on something I really shouldn't have and ended up breaking my arm even more." He looked at me and raised an eyebrow. "I'll tell you about it some other time, right now I just want to forget this day ever happened." He nodded his head and the rest of the short drive was silent.
He pulled into the parking lot soon after and led me inside the emergency department. I sat on a chair in the waiting room while he got a doctor. When he came back he had a clip board and told me he would write my answers to the form I needed to fill out. So, we spent the next ten minutes talking about nothing but my medical history and medical needs.
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Matt learned that I had a big history with broken bones. He was very shocked at the amount of information that he had to write.
He really wanted to know about what happened 2 years ago in Jacksonville. I didn't want to tell him just yet, so I just told him I had a run in with a very bad guy and he almost killed me. I also told him my parents think I fell out the window to my old ballet studio in case she ever came to visit. He understood that I wanted to protect them and promised he wouldn't say a word.
I was so relieved when I was finally released from the hospital 3 hours later, but I dreaded the two calls I knew I had to make. One to dad to tell him about Jake and my little incident and the second to mom to tell her I was hurt but ok. Ever since Jacksonville she worried way too much over the things that happened to me. But who could blame her, I would probably be the same way if I ever had a kid.
I figured I could make the calls later since I knew both parents were probably busy. Charlie was just getting into the swing of his new job, working alongside Caroline's mom and mom was most likely still traveling with Phil.
We went back to the boarding house and saw a lot more cars there. Matt said everyone was here, just hanging out. He didn't tell them what happened to me and I dreaded going inside. He thought my embarrassment was cute and lightly placed a kiss on my cheek before he helped me out of his truck.
When we got inside, there was someone strapped to a chair in front of the fire place. Everyone was sitting on the couch, except Damon. He was leaning close to the chair person and his face looked feral. He must be mad, and I was glad I wasn't on the receiving end of that anger.
I was shocked to find I didn't feel anger toward him, but then again it could be from the little white pills I was given at the hospital on top of the pills I got from Matt. I was just so happy and extremely tired.
I kind of just wanted to go home and sleep but that meant I would have to face not only my father but Jake, Billy, and the witch. I sat on the couch and everyone rushed up to me asking about the cast.
I barely heard them as I stared into Damon's pleading eyes. He looked so small, so vulnerable that I just wanted to hold him and forgive him. But I couldn't do that just yet and I knew once the pain meds wore off that I would do that. I wouldn't forgive him anytime soon and I knew I had friends to get me through this.
I sat on the couch next to Matt and Caroline, ignoring the dozens of questions thrown my way. I tried to glare at Elena as she looked at me with sympathy. Didn't she know this was her fault as well. I closed my eyes and before I drifted off, I heard a female laughing cruelly. I was able to make out the sentence
"Poor, poor little girl."