Chapter Two

Damon was sitting at the boarding house with a glass of bourbon in his right hand, simply thinking. She hadn't pulled away when he kissed her.

He was bewildered by that, and had no idea what it meant. He loved her so much, it hurt, and he'd expected to be rejected, in fact as he made the impulsive decision to throw away all the boundaries he'd set for himself, he'd anticipated it. Therefore, not being rejected greatly confused him.

He stood up and paced. This was hardly the most dire thing on his list of things he needed to think about, however, this was the most pressing thought and he couldn't think away from it. He couldn't help but wonder exactly what was going on in Elena's mind. Behind her emotionless face, those rich brown eyes and that long straight brown hair he wondered how she felt. He could see how lost she was, but he didn't understand her feelings for him. She rarely ever expressed them, and when she did, they were either growing or diminishing, it seemed.

He took his phon out of his pocket and dialed her number, which he had memorized evem tough he didn't need to have it memorized because it was already in his phone. However, in case there was an emergency he wanted to be able to reach her.

She picked up on the second ring, "Hello?" Her voice sounded off, all full of emotion, as if she'd been crying, and that worried him, "Damon?" She questioned after he said nothing.

"Elena." He practically breathed. He didn't know what else to say, he didn't even know why he'd called. It was like he'd been drawn to hear the sound of her voice. To talk to her.

"Is everything okay?" She asked, her voice starting to sound worried, "Did something happen?"

"No," He answered, shaking his head, worried about her but trying to sound reassuring, "Are you okay, Elena, did something happen?" Besides the kiss, he wanted to say. Because it couldn't be the kiss, right? Or at least he hoped it wasn't. The possibility that it might be filled him with horror.

"I'm fine, Damon," She said, "If nothing is wrong I really need to get some rest." The thought of Elena there, talking to him in her little pjs, made him almost want to smile. But then he remembered how sad she sounded and that thought left him.

He needed to know what was wrong.

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