Damon dropped me off in front of my house. I manage to stumble my way up the walkway to the front door. Luckily the front door is unlocked. I push it open. Jeremy is sitting on the couch playing with this Xbox. I don't bother saying anything to him, not in this condition. I hold onto the banister with both of my hands to keep my balance going up the stairs. I make it into my room, shutting my door behind me.
"Ughh." I groan and put my hands over my face.
"Well you shouldn't be pounding down whiskey like that." I heard Damon's all too familiar voice from behind me.
I jumped and spun around. Completely losing my balance and almost falling backwards. Except there was an arm that grabbed me. Damon pulled me back up. He kept his hand on my arm, making sure that I'm keeping my balance. After a moment he lets go of my arm and backs away.
"What are you doing in my room?" I ask, I'm afraid it may have come out a little more harsh than I intended it too. I actually didn't want it to come out that way at all. The only thing is, my head is pounding, I can barely hear my own thoughts.
There is a moment of silence.
"I wanted to make sure that you were ok." Damon admitted.
Now I feel guilty for being snappy.
"I'll be ok, after the throbbing in my head passes." I say as I walk over to my bed. I immediately crash on it, not even caring that Damon is still standing there. "I'm just going to sleep this off."
"That's probably a good idea."
I just groaned again. I really don't feel like talking.
"Elena?" Damon asked and I looked over to him standing by the window. "If you need anything, just call me." With that Damon was gone, faster than I can blink.
I laid there in bed wondering about what he just said. I had never had Damon offer me anything before. Especially something like that.
Call him?
Like in a friend kind of way? In a "Hey, we're friends come comfort me kind of way"? Or was this a "Hey, we're friends, can I borrow that shirt with the stripes"? Or is this a "If some vampires start patrolling your house, give me a ring"? Or maybe its, "If Stefan breaks out and tries to come drain you of all of you blood, call me"?
If that last option happened though, I don't think Damon would be in any condition to answer the phone if Stefan would manage to get past him.
Am I over thinking all of this?
Why am I even trying to analyze something that Damon Salvatore said to me?
Oh that's right, its because I've been told he is nothing but pure straight-out-of- hell-evil.
If he is though, then how can I explain the moments like this? The moments when I feel like he is being the real Damon. That does have a soul. That's really just a broken fragment of someone who used to be good.
There is that little nagging part though in the back of my brain that remembers the things that Stefan has told me. That make me wonder if this is a part of something bigger though. That this is all a master plan of Damon's to kill me to get revenge on Stefan over Katherine.
That or Stefan's paranoia is really getting to me. He does have a reason to be that way though...
I really doubt it though.
Even if Damon really isn't showing it right now, only a little bit, I believe that I have yet to completely see the real Damon Salvatore.