I stayed there. I stayed there in the darkness with him. The silence was there but I didn't even notice it. We spent most of the day just sitting outside of the cellar in silence. I didn't mind it though. I find a new comfort in having Damon around the past few days.
Now I'm at home, pacing around in my room.
My mind is spinning out of control.
I can't stop thinking about Damon.
There's something there. I know it. He's knows it too. He's said it to me before.
"You and me have something."
Back then I wanted so much to deny. I never believed anything that he said to me.
But now, this is different. I'm really believing it.
I feel like I'm the only one who see's Damon for who he really is.
When Stefan gets better, I still have to have this with Damon. I know that if I don't, then he wont have anyone. Anyone who understands him. I don't want to him to go back to how he was.
More importantly, I don't want to lose this.
I run over to my window. I undo the latch quickly and push the window open. I look out into the darkness of the night. Of course I can't see anything. I know he is here though.
"Damon." I call out his name very quietly but I know he will hear me, he has to. I move a few feet back from my window. Within seconds Damon is standing in my room right in front of me.
I look up into his eyes. I can't look away. It feels as if I'm falling into them. If I keep looking I'll fall forever.
I regain my composure, well somewhat, enough to form words.
"I want to talk to you." My words come out rushed, like I've been in a panic.
"Ok." Damon says slowly trying to understand why I am doing this, a small look of confusion on his face.
"If...when Stefan gets better. I don't want to lose this. Even if he doesn't like it or even if he keeps telling me how dangerous you are, I don't." I move my hands around the whole time I'm talking. I start pacing around my room. My nerves are going crazy.
"Lose what?" I know Damon knows exactly what I'm talking about. He just wants me to say it.
"Lose us. Lose what I have with you." I look up at him when I say this and I stop moving around my room. The look on his face has changed from confused to serious. He's letting the silence come between us aging.
"Remember when you told me, that you and me have something, and I tried so hard to prove you wrong. You were right though. I'm starting to think that we do." The words are just coming out of my mouth. I run a hand through my hair and bite my lower lip. "I want us to be friends Damon." The look on Damon's face goes from serious to that of a look of agitation.
"Elena, I don't do the whole "friends" thing." I could even here it in his voice. What happened?
"Please Damon?" I ask as I move closer to him, my eyes pleading with him.
"Elena.." Damon says and he rolls his eyes and moves away. I'm really not understanding why he is acting like this after everything.
"Damon, don't do this. Please." Its getting on the verge of begging but at this point I don't care.
"Stefan wont be happy." I know that's his way of accepting this.
"I can deal with Stefan." The edge that was in my voice is completely calm now.
"Get some sleep Elena, I think you need it." With that Damon leaves out of my window. I close the window but don't lock it. A small smile resting on my lips.
I go over to my bed and lay down. Its amazing how everything feels so different now with Damon around. In a really good way though. With Stefan going through this...I don't know what I would do without Damon.