AN: I know this one is shorter but I'm super tired. I hope I don't have a crap ton of grammatical errors from lack of sleep lol. OH OK SO, I don't know if any of you are fans of the game/anime Devil May Cry(I love the game) but I was sitting here yesterday drawing a picture of Dante(thats the main character) and I was like "Omg if they make a movie that should have Ian Somerhalder play Dante, he looks just like him." So curiosity got me and I googled to see if they are making a movie, and they are. Not just that but a few websites are claiming the the confirmed cast actually fucking includes Ian Somerhalder as Dante(I'm convinced that I'm psychic now). I don't want to get my hopes up until more information comes out. But if this all really is true then me and the movie execs think a lot a like. Plus Ian would be super fucking sexy as Dante, all bad ass with a giant sword and a gun going "pew pew kill demons pew pew." So then I spent my whole night at work imagining Ian as Dante. If you don't know what I'm talking about, then you should google image Dante from Devil May cry then picture Ian as him. Pure sex.
I look down at my ring, the silver still managing to glisten in this dull light. I look back up at Damon, his face expecting.
There's no reason to be afraid. Do you really think that Bonnie would hurt you?
I don't respond to Damon's question but instead look at the closed window. My chest aching to go over to the window to see the sun.
She did help save me.
I know that he is right but I can't help for a part of me to still be afraid. I remember the day in the motel, when Bonnie and I were trying to escape. How bad the vampires flesh burned from the sun touching him. How his skin looked like embers. I shake away the thought, I wont let it control me.
I walk over to the window, pausing with my hand on the heavy curtain. I look back at Damon who is right behind me. His arms wrap around my waist as his chin rests on my shoulder. I can't help but smile. I run my free hand across his arm that is around my waist. I close my eyes enjoying the moment. I capture the moment in its entirety, knowing that I will be able to remember this perfectly. The feel of his body on mine, the amber scent coming off of him. The way that his hair is slightly disheveled from just getting up not too long before I had.
I open my eyes back up. I can see a small smile on Damon's face making the corners of his mouth crease the tiniest bit. His smile just makes mine even bigger. I feel a new strength in me knowing that he is here with me. I gently pull back the curtain the smallest bit, the sun streaming in. Even though that its bright rays aren't effecting me I still put my hand out in disbelief.
I slowly move my hand about in the light. Watching my hand slowly move through the dancing dust particles. I do this for a moment, amazed by every little detail that I can see. My hand is feeling warm from the heat of the sun coming in through the glass. I remember how good it used to make me feel. Even though it has only been a few days I feel like it has been so much longer. The days seem so much longer to me now.
Damon reaches out from behind me, one hand coming off of my waist. He pushes the curtain aside with force. The metal rings of the curtain scraping against the rod that is holding it up. I close my eyes shut tightly, the brilliant rays of light brighter than what my eyes could handle. I open them again, this time I can even see small rays combing through my eyelashes almost glittering.
The smile I had been wearing a moment ago grows even bigger. I run to the front door, breaking free of Damon's grasp. I pull the door open quickly rushing out from the cover of the drive way to the uncovered grassy area.
The sun hits me hard but I cherish its warmth. A grateful change from the darkness of the house I have been confined to. I spin around, my hair cascading behind me with the light breeze. Damon is walking over to me, finally emerging from the shadows of the house. The sun hits his skin, making his pale features glow perfectly. I still don't believe that I can fully comprehend his beauty. His dark hair glistens with each movement in the light.
Feeling the warmth of the sun on my skin brings back the haunting memory of the dream that I had last night. My smile immediately fades with my eyes growing wide in shock. Every single second the of the dream comes rushing back to me. Every chilling move that Katherine made.
Damon realizes that there is something wrong, he rushes to my side, his hands resting gently on my own. I look up into his piercing blue eyes. I can't help but have flashes of Katherine's dark brown eyes that were filled with nothing malevolence making her eyes seem darker than what they should be. I shake my head lightly, trying to push away the flashes of her.
"What is it?" His voice never breaks its calm. Something that I need right now.
I keep my bottom lip from trembling though I can't seem to stop the shaking of my fingers in the palms of his hands. Even now the warmth of the sun can't seem to push away the cold of the memories of Katherine, how she made it disappear.
"This morning, right before I woke up…" I cut myself off, the image of Katherine pressed up against me catches my words in my throat.
"What happened?" Though his voice still doesn't show it I can sense the small amount of worry that he isn't able to hide from me. I bring myself back to him, trying my hardest not to remember how terrifying she was but at the same time she still had a beauty to her. That part scared me even more, there was something intriguing about her.
"Katherine was in my dream. I don't think that it was just a dream though. I think that she can do what you can except she manipulates my dream. She was there this morning. I don't know if its possible but…" This time I can sense the animosity in him, a raging fire now. I manage to finish my sentence, "…I'm guessing that she can."
"She had to have been close to you to be able to do that. Which means that she was in the house this morning when I was with Bonnie." His hands fall from mine, his hand balling up into fists. I can see his nostrils flare as he clenches his jaw together grinding his teeth.
I can feel my insides wanting to turn. My body wants to paralyze its self in absolute fear, knowing that the chill I felt from her this morning was real.
"What happened?" I can still hear him grinding his teeth together, the anger hasn't subsided and I don't think that it will for a while.
"She took me out into the clearing of the forest, the one that I used to go to with you. It was different though, the grass was a lot longer. I had forgotten about the horror of it until I was out here. The sun was out, she was standing out in the middle waiting for me to come to her. She changed the dream though, making the leaves from the trees, the grass and the sun tarnish and dissolve into nothing." I stop, taking a moment to look up at the sun expecting for my dream to repeat itself right now.
It doesn't though so I keep going. "She told me that she is going to get you back, that I set her plans back just a little bit with me being turned. Then the strangest thing happened, she pulled me into her and she kissed me. I could feel her face change, her teeth scraped the inside of my mouth. That's when I woke up." I had almost lost myself in remembering the dream. My eyes staring off into the distance.
Damon is quiet. I look over to him. I see the scarlet color of blood coming from in between Damon's clenched fingers, then flowing down in lines out of his palms and down his arms. I snap out of the almost trance that I was in. I grab his hands, putting them in mine. His blood smearing across my own arms. I can see the fire behind his eyes as he also seems to snap out of a trance that he was in.
"I wont let her do this to you." His words are sharp.
"And I wont let her do this to you." I say to him as I grip his hands tightly in my own. He still hasn't let up, his nails are still digging into the palms of his hands. Blood still evenly flowing from the wounds and onto both of us. I can't seem to break through to him. I do the only other thing that I can think will have a chance of working.
I lean into Damon, both of our hands are in between us. I place my lips softly on his as I close my eyes. I can feel the cool sticky substance soak through on my shirt. I ignore the sensation, keeping my lips firmly on his. I press my lips a little bit harder onto his, deepening the kiss.
I feel the muscles in his arms loosen as his fingers let go of the grasp they had. I let my hands go of his fists now that I can feel him letting up. His hands move to my back, slightly going under the hem of my shirt. The sticky blood getting on my lower back. I arch into him from the cold of the blood causing my body to press hard against his. I wrap my hands up into his hair, letting my fingers get caught in his dark locks. Damon kisses me back with the bruising pressure that I am used to. His hands pulling me into him tightly.
Damon breaks away, resting his forehead on mine. His blue eyes are looking down into mine. My breathing is a little heavy, my chest moving rapidly against his.
"I love you Elena." His voice is a soft whisper but it sends a shiver down my spine.
"I love you Damon." I whisper back to him. When I think about it, I have loved him for a lot longer than I realized. A part of me regrets all of the times that I could have said it but never did.
"I think that we're going to need some more help besides just Alaric to take down Katherine." His voice is still soft, but louder than a whisper. I nod my head in a yes motion very lightly, biting my bottom lip at the sound of her name. "Let's get you inside." His hand finds mine as the rest of him breaks away from me. I let my fingers twine perfectly with his as he walks us into the boarding house.