Thanks for the reviews and the story alerts. I find it so encouraging that you enjoyed reading the first chapter of my story. Not sure if I had any grammar or spelling errors or not, as I didn't use any beta readers (not sure what that is, anyway). I hope you will enjoy this next chapter as well. Cheers!
Chapter 2 : Falling to pieces
Shit, Damon thought. The shit has hit the fan, and it has ricocheted off the fan to land on his face. Shit, shit, shit. Shit. Shoving Rebekah out the door, he slammed it shut and raced to his bedroom to throw on some clothes. Why the hell is he feeling so guilty? Oh yeah, I slept with someone who is NOT Elena, he thought. Immediately, another voice popped up in his head, "So what?" He's not cheating on her, he's not her boyfriend! He doesn't mean anything to her!
Then, why did she look at him as if he killed her cat and wore its pelt on his head? The flash of hurt and pain across her features before she ran off made Damon feel sick to his stomach. Well, boyfriend or not, he still felt the need to explain himself to her before she decided to hate his guts and never speak to him again. Why was she here at this hour, anyway? Shouldn't she be in bed wearing her cute and sexy pjs dreaming about his baby bro? Obviously she wanted to patch things up with him about what she said earlier tonight, he realised with deep regret. As he raced on over to Elena's house, he thought, 'Well, he should go to her and clear the air, at least.' SHIT.
The drive home was filled with sorrow and anger. Halfway through, she slowly pulled the car to the side of the road and finally allowed herself to break down in tears. Resting her head on the steering wheel, she surrendered to the gut-wrenching sobs that threatened to consume her. Why? Why her? Just when she thought that she could finally be happy again with a guy she truly loved, this happened. It's like the universe didn't want her to be happy, ever.
She couldn't really blame Damon. Sure, he's a jerk most of the time, but he owed her nothing. Nothing, except his declaration of love for her. If this is the way he loved, then she's better off alone. No one to lie to her, no one to betray her, no one to disappoint her. No one to hurt her. No one to lose again. Everyone around her either dies or left her in Mystic Falls. Her parents died, Isobel, John and Jenny died, Jeremy is in Denver. Eventually, her friends will have their own lives to lead, their own families to be with. She will truly be alone then.
Dawn began to break. She stopped crying some time ago, just sitting in the car staring off into the distance. She barely noticed the pinkish hue of the sky and the slow rise of the sun over the hill. The loud ringing of her phone shook her out of her reverie. It was Alaric. It was almost time for their daily training sessions. She let the ringing go on until it stopped, an eerie silence filling the car. A minute later, her phone vibrated again. The message from Ric read, "Hey, where r u? Damon's here." What did he want now? Is he trying to hurt her further by telling her how she deserved it? Sighing heavily, she slowly made her way back to her house.
"OK, what did you do now?" Alaric asked Damon as he watched the vampire pace around the living room. "Me? Nothing much, might have done something with someone," he shrugged, still pacing. "And?" Ric pressed. "And Elena might have…caught us. But hey, I didn't do anything wrong, OK? It was Elena! She got me….riled up", he said defensively. Ric's eyes narrowed in suspicion, "Who did Elena catch you with?"
"Some girl…Rebekah", Damon muttered. He saw Ric's eyes widen with shock and then "Rebe…..what are you, crazy? She tried to kill Elena two days ago! What the hell were you thinking?" Ric walked over to the cabinet where he hid the liquor and poured himself a cup and tossed it down his throat. Just then, Elena walked in and went straight upstairs to her room without looking at either of them. Damon's eyes narrowed as they followed her small frame up the stairs. "Later, Ric!" he called out as he super sped up to her room before she could close the door.
"Look, Elena, it just happened. It didn't mean anything, I swear." Elena's eyes flashed as she turned to face him, "It didn't mean anything? Like it didn't mean anything when you said that you loved me only to sleep with someone else a few hours later? Did our friendship mean anything to you, then? Did trust mean anything to you, Damon? How about my life, does that mean anything to you? Well, clearly not when you slept with the very person who almost killed me had it not been for Elijah!"
Damon struggled to control his temper when he burst out indignantly, "That's a bunch of bull, and you know it. Stefan tried to kill you too, but you had no qualms trusting him last night when you decided to cut me out of whatever plans u had with Esther! As I recall, he bit you before and then he tried to drive you off the Wickery Bridge! Yes, I told you I loved you, and what happened? You admitted that it was a problem, that I was a liability because I cared too much!" he bit out as he ran his hand through his hair in frustration as he paced around her bedroom floor. "So I can only love you when it's convenient for you, right? You just love to wrap me around your little finger, using my feelings for you to get what you want, when you want it. Stefan can do no wrong, can't he? I know, it's always gonna be Stefan. He can try to kill you, he can abandon you, he can lie to you, but in the end, you still love him!"
Elena stared at him in shock. "That's not true, and this is not about Stefan. This is about you and me, and your little slut Rebekah! How can I trust you or take anything you say seriously if you do stupid reckless things every time you're pissed off? OK, I hurt your feelings tonight, and the first thing you do is retaliate in the worst possible way. You feeling angry? Why not snap Jeremy's neck and Ric's? Oh wait, you did! You never stop to consider anyone's feelings or the outcome of your actions before you do the things you do. Rebekah is an Original. You know the one, the family who is trying to take over Mystic Falls and the ones that no one can kill! I did what I did last night because we had no choice! We were counting on the sealed coffin to help us kill Klaus, and Esther is it! I had to go see what she wants because it doesn't make a difference if I live now. I'm just gonna die later anyway, after Klaus has no more use of me, the human blood bag! There is no other way! And if you had cooperated and not let feelings get in the way of logic, I wouldn't have had to trust Stefan to distract you while I figure out a way for all of us to survive!"
"So this is MY fault," Damon replied, as he walked over to face her, "as usual? I'm the loose cannon, I act on my emotions, and I'm the weak link? Excuse me for trying to protect you, Elena. While you're off acting the martyr, I have to sit quietly and let you walk into danger, is that it? Well, that's not what I signed up for! Maybe I don't love you, not like Stefan who lets you do whatever you want, even if you're wrong. You guys really deserve each other, after all. My baby brother the spineless psycho killer and you, the manipulative bitch! Katherine doesn't hold a candle to you; at least I know that she's a bitch from the start and she doesn't hide it. You, you act all innocent and sweet, and I can't believe I even let myself think for one second that you might have some feelings for me. But you're just as heartless and manipulative as her, maybe more! You have no qualms using me and my feelings for you, but I'll tell you right now, I'm not your dog, I won't stay at your side just because you say 'Heel' and I won't let you kick me to the curb when you don't want me. So, I quit! I quit protecting you, I quit this suicide mission of yours and most of all I quit YOU!" He knew he went too far but he was so angry he could shake her. He registered her wide eyes brimming with tears and her ragged breath, but he continued to stare her down. No words were further exchanged between them as she fought valiantly to control her quivering lip as she stared into his angry ice-blue eyes. Without another word, he turned and stalked off, away from her room, away from her. As he swung the front door open, he could have sworn he heard a whisper, "Goodbye."
There you go, the 2nd chapter. Did you guys think that he was too hard on her? Did she deserve the verbal thrashing from Damon? Was it emotional enough? Leave your thoughts please. It will help me improve my writing skills and the story too. Up next will be the aftermath of their fallout, with the appearance of Bonnie, Caroline, maybe the Originals as well. Till next time.