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Bound To You
Chapter 12:
"Who is it?"
Jeremy moves away from the threshold allowing the person through.
"Hello brother." Damon says obnoxiously, leaning up against the wall by my desk.
"What are you doing here Stefan?" I ask trying to keep the irritation out of my tone. 'Why can't he understand that I'm not ready to talk to him?'
"I was hoping we could finally talk. I know you wanted time to think things over but-"
"Fine." I interrupt, surprising both him and myself. "Let's talk."
"Can we have some privacy?" Stefan asks, eyeing his brother's perch against my wall.
"Seriously?" Damon smirks, "You want me to leave? It's not like I can go very far, you ensured that, that wasn't possible. Does me, standing behind a closed door going to make a difference? I'll still be able to hear every word of your pathetic apology."
"Damon!"
"What, Elena? You know it's true. You don't want to have this conversation with him just as much as he wants to give it. He's been hounding you all week. My brother is like a pathetic dog with a bone. He will not leave you alone until you give up."
As Damon keeps talking, I see him start to lose more and more control over himself. His eyes start to fill with blood and veins start to show. "Damon you-"
He continues to talk as if I hadn't spoken. "We both know exactly how this conversation is going to go Elena, so why the fuck would I stand outside and pretend not to hear every word you guys say."
"Damon-"
"My idiotic brother is going to confess his undying love for you, that you are going to pretend you reciprocate, because Elena you are nothing but a coward. You're going get back together and be eternally miserable because you are sticking with the safe and boring-"
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Stefan says as he walks up to his brother. "Damon-"
Before Stefan could blink Damon was holding him up against the wall by this throat, baring his fangs.
"Damon." I say cautiously walking up behind him and I put my hand on Damon's shoulder, "Damon."
Damon whips his head around and hisses at me.
"Damon you need to calm down. Just-" the air was knocked out of me, when my back was slammed up against my door.
I look up at Damon's face. Even vamped out he's still the most beautiful man I have ever met. Slowly, as if I was approaching a scared animal, reach up and cup his face. I lightly trace the veins under his blood filled eyes. I can't help smiling at the sound of Damon's quite growling turn into a purr.
"Elena, you need to get away from him." I hear Stefan say, "He's very dangerous right now."
The sound of Stefan's voice causes Damon to tense up under my hands. "Stefan you should leave." I say refusing to break eye contact with Damon.
"Elena-"
"Go, Stefan."
"Elena you need to listen to me. He's hungry that's why-"
"I know that Stefan." I pause as I run my thumb down his hard jaw, "I can… it's hard to explain. That's why you need to leave. You being here isn't helping him." as I talk I notice the hardness in Damon's eyes diminish.
There was a moment of silence but the sound of Stefan's voice broke it.
"You're good for him Elena."
Not completely understanding, I take the chance and I briefly look over to where Stefan was, only to see him gone and my window wide open.
Minutes felt like hours as we stand silently in my room.
As soon as Damon's face starts to change back into his human face I speak, "Are you okay?" I ask shaking my head at my own stupidity, "Never mind that was a stupid question."
Damon chuckles, "I'm fine, Elena." he rolls his eyes at the look of disbelief on my face, "Well I'm better." Slowly he steps away from me and checks the time on his phone, "It's 11. Why don't we go to the grill for a drink and a bite to eat before heading to the Boarding House?"
"Sure but Damon you need to feed. The last thing we need right now is you attacking-"
"I know Elena. That's why I suggested a bite to eat."
I cringe slightly as I crinkle my eyebrows, "Damon-"
"Elena there are no more blood bags. I've been meaning to get Blondie to go; I would but I can't really be inconspicuous with you tagging along."
"Damon when was the last time to feed?" I ask concerned.
"It's been a few days." I raise my eyebrow. Sighing at my stubbornness he confesses, "Fine it's almost been a week-"
"Damon you can't starve yourself like that. You can't control-"
"Oh I can control Elena. I've been a vampire for almost 150 years. I'm not my brother. I don't hide or pretend I'm not a vampire. I love being a vampire. -"
"Then why is it you haven't fed?"
"I haven't because of you!" he yells losing control for a second, "I've been starving myself because of you." his voice turns into a whisper. "I did it for you." he sits down on the end of my bed and puts his head in his hands.
"Damon," I sigh as I sit down next to him, "you can't starve yourself for my benefit. As sweet as it was for you to be concerned for me it was also very stupid." I forcefully pry Damon's hands from his face, "You need to promise me Damon that you won't do that again." I look into his endless blue eyes, "Promise me." I whisper.
"I promise Elena.," he says rolling his eyes.
I don't know what came over me next but I leaned in and kissed the corner of his mouth. I notice I lingered a moment longer than necessary as I pull back. Damon turns his head towards me causing our lips to brush slightly. Even the slight contact causes electricity to run through my veins.
"We should probably go." Damon whispers as his eyes turn black with desire.
"Yeah." I clear my throat and turn my head away, "We should go."
The ride to the grill was awkward to say the least.
I know we need to talk about what happened but neither of us want to be the first one to bring it up.
As we reach the grill Damon puts the car in park and turns off the ignition. We sit in silence for a moment, both wanting it to be broken but not having the nerve too.
"Look Elena, about what I said back at your house when I-"
"Damon," I cut him off, "I know you didn't mean it. You lost control. I get it. You dealt with all the crap I said when I let my heightened emotions get the better of me, it's only fair that I do the same for you." I give him a small reassuring smile before getting out of Damon's Camaro.
Truth be told, everything he said hit me hard. It's like somewhere deep down I know what he's saying is true, but I won't let myself admit it. Not to Damon, not to Jeremy, not to anyone and definitely not to myself.
As we settle down at the bar, Damon orders bourbon for himself and a beer for me. I watch as he starts to scout the crowded bar and pause occasionally when he sees a possible target.
I take a gulp of my beer, "As we watch we see the vampire in his natural habitat." I smirk at Damon's raised eyebrow, "He watches the crowded for any possible prey. But unlike other vampires this one waits for his prey to come to him."
"Seriously? Are you going to do that all night?" Damon asks rolling his eyes.
"What, I am seeing you in your natural habitat. The fearless bad ass Damon Salvatore at his prime." I watch as he takes a sip of his bourbon, "I've seen Stefan hunt-"
"Hunting bunnies is not the same as hunting humans." he whispers, "And unlike my brother I don't make a mess with my food." He eyes me to see if he was making me uncomfortable.
It's my turn to roll my eyes, "So are you saying I'm wrong? That the fake-blonde over there," I nod my head in her direction, "who has been mentally undressing you since we walked in, isn't going to walk over here?"
"Oh she is." Damon says arrogantly turning back to the bar, "It won't be long now."
True to his word, the fake-blonde made her way over to Damon in minutes.
"Hi, handsome," She says wedging her body between Damon's stool and mine.
Damon looks over the blonde's shoulder and smirks at me.
Desperate for Damon's attention, she runs one of her manicured fingers down Damon's hard chest to the waistband of his jeans. 'Whore.'
I feel the now recognizable, rush of anger run through my veins. I turn to face the bar and clutch my beer bottle. 'Stupid emotions! Why the hell am I mad? What difference does yet another whore make?'
"Do you want to get out of here?" She whispers loud enough so I can hear.
I look over to Damon and seeing him wink over her shoulder. He wraps one of his leather clad arms around the blonde and whispers something in her ear causing her to laugh. 'God!'
I follow Damon and the unknown blonde out the backdoor but keep to the shadows to give them some privacy.
As much as I don't want to eavesdrop I can't help it. I watch as Damon pushes the blonde up against the side of the building and starts kissing her, "You're so beautiful." I hear Damon whisper against the blonde's lips causing more rage to run through me.
He slowly runs the back of his index finger down the blonde's slender white neck. "You're not going to scream.," he tells her holding her eye contact.
"I'm not going to scream." she mimics in a monotone voice.
I watch as Damon bends his head and thrusts his fangs in the blonde's neck. I can hear the blonde start to moan with pleasure.
Within seconds I feel wall of arousal hit me causing me to gasp slightly with pleasure. 'What the hell?'
I watch as Damon grabs the back of the blonde's neck and starts grinding his hips into hers. 'Oh my god, it's Damon.' Damon lifts up his head up the dark sky, licking the blood from his lips.
The sight of Damon's skillful tongue sends bolts of lust to go through me, bringing me to my knees. My chest starts heaving with need.
"Go home, go to sleep. You will forget everything when you wake up." I hear Damon say through the haze of need going through me, "Do you understand?"
"I understand."
I hear footsteps walk towards me, "Elena?" Damon says his voice full of concern, "Are you okay?" I flinch at the feel of Damon's hand on my back, but not from pain or anger but from need. The heat from his hand alone, on me sends fire through my veins.
I stumble to feet. The need was becoming unbearable. "Elena!" I hear Damon call from behind me. I keep walking, trying to get my breathing back to normal.
Damon grabs onto my wrist bringing me to a stop. I claw at his fingers desperate for the fire to be quenched.
The next thing I know my back is beginning slammed into the cold building wall. "Elena," Damon whispers lightly cupping my cheeks, "Elena look at me."
Slowly I allow myself to look at Damon. I clench my hands trying to prevent then from touching him. "Damon you need to stop touching me."
Confusion and hurt was written all over his face as he removes his hands from my face.
We stand in complete silence for what felt like hours. During that time it started raining, drenching us quickly.
The sight of Damon standing before me his shirt sticking to him like a second skin was not helping me keep myself in check.
"Are you going to tell me what's wrong?" Damon finally breaks the silence.
"I just need a minute." I say mentally cursing myself for how husky my voice came out. Damon's eyes turn black from the unintentional effect I had on him.
I watch as water drips from his hair to his upper lip, he unconsciously licks the water from his lip. That one motion broke what little resolve I had left.
I push myself away from the wall, grabbing the back of Damon's head and smash my lips against his. Damon stiffens against me only to recover by me licking his bottom lip and pulling it between my teeth.
He lifts me up wrapping my legs around his waist. He pushes me into the wall grinding himself into me, causing lust to shoot down to my core.
"Damon," I whisper against his lips, "I need you."
He smirks against my lips, "I don't need to be told twice." He lets me down but not before giving me one last harsh kiss before we run back to his Camaro, speeding all the way to the Boarding House.
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