Damon POV
We've been here a few hours. Elena was at the bar flirting with some guy and I was in a booth with some girl that I can't even remember the name of. I was too focused on Elena to care what she was talking about.
Even from where I was sitting, Elena looked a little drowsy.
"Are you even listening to me?" She asks sounding a little annoyed. I turn to her.
"Not really." I answer simply. She scoffs in response. She gets up and stomps away like a child, I laugh at the resemblance.
I look over to where Elena was sitting and she was not there anymore. I scanned the club, but I didn't see her anywhere. I started to panic; I could feel the veins crawling under my eyes.
Elena POV
I tried to fight him, but he drugged me. Where is Damon? "Help." I tried to yell
"Shh. No one can hear you." He breathed. I felt his hot breath on my skin and it made me cringe.
"My friend is going to kill you." I threatened him.
"Like he would notice you're gone." He laughed. He was probably right, last time I saw Damon he was talking to some girl.
All of a sudden he is thrown off of me and I'm about to fall when two strong arms grab me. I look up to see familiar ice blue eyes looking down at me with concern. "Damon." I breath out.
"Elena are you okay? I should have gotten here sooner. I'm gonna tear that asshole to pieces." He says looking back at the guy who is slumped against the wall clutching his head.
"He drugged me." I say as if it isn't already obvious enough.
"Can you stand?" He asked softly
"Yeah." Is all I could respond with. He nods and lets go of me, making sure I'm steady first, and has the guy pinned against the wall. All I hear is the snapping of bone and I shudder. That is the last thing I remember before blacking out.
Well what do you think? Good or not? Well I'm off to see the new episode of the Vampire Diaries c: