Alone

Chapter: 8

Elena's POV:

I woke up to the sound of someone breathing softly next to me and a strong arm wrapped around my waist holding me close. The memories of last night came flooding back to me, every kiss, and every touch.

I turned slightly to look at him; he's so peaceful when he's asleep. The hard mask and smirk he uses during the day disappears.

I removed his arm from around my waist and gently placed it on the bed beside him. "Morning kitten." He said as I put his arm down.

"Morning Damon." I replied getting out of bed until his hand caught my wrist and pulled me back down. He kissed my lips, jaw, and down my neck. "I have to get dressed." I giggled.

"I like what you're wearing." A smirk growing on his face.

I took a quick glance down at my self a realized I was wearing Damon's shirt, I don't remember how.

I wiggled out from his grasp and got up. I gathered my disregarded clothes from last night and started to walk out of his room. "I'll meet you down stairs." I said closing the door.

I walked into my room and put my dirty clothes and Damon's shirt that I was wearing in the hamper. I went into the closet and put on a clean pair of jeans and a purple top. I walked out and to the dresser to run a brush through my hair. Once finished, I walked down stairs and into the kitchen.

Stefan's POV:

Two miserable hours later, the plane finally touched down in Mystic Falls. I immediately got up and walked off the plane. Once I reached the lobby, the same person that told me to leave stopped me. "I thought I told you to leave or I would kill Elena." His menacing voice sang.

"I had enough running and hiding Quinn, do what you will to me but, you will not harm Elena." I retorted holding my stance.

"How little do you know? I do what I want and obviously so does your pathetic human girlfriend. It seems that she had some fun while you were gone." Quinn grinned slyly.

I pinned him against the wall my fangs inches away from his throat, "What do you mean?"

"You're not stronger than me Stefan; I can kill you in a second and not think twice about it." Quinn quickly changed positions and rammed my head into the wall. "Enjoy it while you can, this isn't over yet." He said turning on his heel to leave. I stood there for a minute feeling defeated and full of fear.

Elena's POV:

I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a yogurt from the fridge. In that same second, I felt a pair of arms around my waist. Damon kissed my neck as I melted into his embrace. "I will be back in twenty minutes." He whispered in my ear.

"Where are you going?" I couldn't help but whisper.

"Blood bank." He answered simply then released me. I nodded. He gave me a quick kiss then left.

I went upstairs to grab my dairy but I didn't feel like writing upstairs so I went back downstairs I sat on the couch.

Dear Diary,

Stefan is still not back yet but, I seem to be okay with it. That doesn't seem like me but it feels true. Things between Damon and me have changed enormously. I'm not sure how I feel about him but, being around him feels right, some how. Oh no, how am I going to explain to Stefan that I willingly slept with Damon.

Elena

P.S. I really need to stop holding on to the fact that Stefan is going to come back home, it has been to long.

A/N: Please Review!

I hoped you liked it; I had a case of writers block while writing it.

Vampire who threaded Damon and Stefan finally revealed, what do you think?