Chapter 4: 'The heart want what it wants'
She was supposed to get married in a few days, she was supposed to be on a shopping spree with her mother, right now, they had planned trip to Atlanta, Miranda knew the best places to buy wedding dresses, she was so excited.
How did everything change so fast? Elena thought. It was all her fault. If only she hadn't called her mom, if only she hadn't drove. Why did her mom had to die? The one woman, who always stood by her.
Flashes of Damon and Bonnie came before her eyes. Tear after tear rolled down her face. Flashes of her mother screaming came before her as the car got out of Elena's control.
She was stepping closer toward the reeling of the roof. She didn't deserve to live either. No one loved her. Her life wasn't worth anything then what was the point of living.
She stepped closer and looked down the hospital roof. Would it hurt a lot? She thought. Her mind buzzing with suicidal thoughts.
"Elena." She heard a plea. "Stop. Please," She felt her breath stuck in her chest as she recognized his voice.
She turned around, and their eyes met. "What do you want, Damon?"
"Please, step back. Please." He begged. "You're not thinking straight, you can fall down, please, please,"
"Why do you care?" she cried.
"Because I love you." He tried to reach for her.
"Lies. Your lying. If you loved me you wouldn't sleep with her, you wouldn't tell her that you trusted her more, you wouldn't tell her that I'm stealing your father and your business because I didn't have mine. You wouldn't let her have what's mine, Damon, you wouldn't let her share you, with me, knowing that you were all mine." She raised her hand as if stopping him from coming further.
"I still am. She meant nothing, Elena. I swear," He pleaded. "I never knew when it started, she was always saying things to hurt me, she would say that you told her that you only chose me because of the money, she used to say that you don't love me and that you think I'm worthless, I messed up, Elena, I was drunk and I messed up, she said she'd tell you so I just stayed quiet because I couldn't lose you. I never said all those things you read on my phone, they are lies that she made up," he begged her with his hands joined together , "What I did is unforgivable but you can't punish yourself this way."
She took another step back and he almost shouted. The hospital staff was surrounding them now, everyone telling her to step back.
"You know what hurts, Damon! That if I hadn't found out, you would have never told me, you'd keep sleeping with her, I'd keep blaming myself for not making you happy not knowing that-" She took a deep breathe feeling that pain rip through her throat "That you were with her."
"I am sorry, Elena. I'm so so sorry," Now she could see a thick film of wetness in his eyes. He never in his whole life thought that he would lose her , he always thought that she would forgive every time he messed up , now that he was losing her made him realize how careless he had been with her , he needed her like he needed air , people never actually realize they need air till they began to suffocate "God , listen to me ! I messed up everything , it was a mistake , I swear never will this ever happen again."
She ignored his words , "You would still be sleeping with her , if I hadn't seen you with her that day , you would lie to my face every day."
He wanted to lie and say that he wouldn't and that he would have told her but he couldn't. Not when she looked at him that way. He nodded, closing his eyes. Tears rolling down his cheek.
"I am sorry, Elena. I am." He kept murmuring, as he intended to move closer but she held her hand to him, as if warning him to stay away, "One more step and I'll jump."
"No." He felt as if someone plunged a knife in his heart. "Please, I'll die."
"But you have already killed me, you deserve to live this way, in agony."
"Please give me one chance," He fell on his knees, "One last chance to show you, how much you mean to me, to show you how much I regret what I did , Elena I'll be better than this , I'll change my ways , I promise I'll love you so much you'll forget everything , just give me a chance , I'll be better I promise."
"You want me to forgive you?" She asked as if it was something so impossible.
"Please." He begged. "I don't deserve it but I need it Elena."
"Well, I suppose," She pursed her lips, "but I have a confession to make too."
"What?" He breathed, scared of what she was about to say.
"I made a mistake too, Damon. I… I slept with Stefan. It was just one night but it never meant anything." She looked down as if ashamed.
"You're lying." He choked.
"I am not lying Damon , I wouldn't lie about this right , if we're starting our relationship with honesty I want to let you know I made a mistake too, trust me Damon , it was just sex , I felt nothing."
"No . No . No , I know what you're doing Elena , you're screwing with my head , you can't do that to me , No" he growled.
"I'm sorry, Damon. I really am. Give me one last chance to show you, how much you mean to me, to show you how much I regret what I did. I'll do better Damon; we both will help each other fix this. I know I just pulled your heart out and stomped on it but let me make it right." She said crying.
"No. No. You can't. You can't ever. You can't do that to me." The ache was too much to bear.
"It means nothing. There was curiosity there, God I never meant it." She bit her lip.
"What! Of course, it means something. You fucked my brother, Elena. How could you, you cant expect me to forget this, here I was dying every moment and you-"
"Look at you, the mere thought of me with him hurts you, and I had to see it with my eyes. I had to see how easy it was for you to drift away." She said, "And shamelessly you are asking me for another chance," She wiped the tears, "I should hate you, I should but I can't. But I'm going to punish you, I'll make sure you live with the guilt that you are the reason I died." the grief in her eyes was breaking his heart.
"No." He whispered. "Please, don't,"
He ran to save her but she'd already jumped.
She was gone. Dead. And he felt dead too. He wanted to die too. He had hurt her so bad, this was all his fault, she was gone and it was all his fault. He needed to bring her back. He needed to see her eyes again. Just one last time.
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He woke up with a sharp breath intake. She was still sleeping on the hospital bed, while he was next to her on the chair, holding her hand. He felt his heart would burst, his head would explode. He felt like crying till his eyes bled.
"I'm so sorry," He repeated over and over again even though he knew she couldn't hear him.
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She woke up two days to when the accident had taken place, even though the doctors had said that she had no actual serious injuries, the shock had made her unconscious for long enough, her arms and legs had several cuts and sore muscles, but that was it.
When she saw him after waking up, her eyes filled with tears, she hated that he was holding her hand and she couldn't move it, somewhere in her heart she didn't want him to leave it and she hated herself for it. "Mom?" she couldn't speak; she already was tired.
He was quiet, she remembered holding her mother's blood stained hand, her head on the steering, the way her mother's eyes became lifeless. It was like a nightmare.
"She's okay." She heard his slow voice, lying again. She shook her head slightly, "You're lying."
His mouth parted slightly as if he was out of words. "Elena everything is going to be okay."
"Nothing is ever okay in my life." She coughed, "let go." She gestured towards her hand.
"I am going to fix everything, Elena."
"Do me a favor and leave me alone. That's what you've been doing all this time, just do it one last time. I don't want your sympathy, your job or your fake love." She said through teeth.
He pursed his lips letting her hand go, he still didn't show any signs of getting up, "You need someone here right now, they didn't let Caroline stay, I told them –,"
"That you're someone important to me? God forbid, my family? Or someone I trust? That's all just a bunch of lies Damon, exactly like our relationship. Please Go away or I'll get you taken out of here if you leave me no choice." She was having a difficult time holding it back.
He nodded "Okay, I am going, just –,"
"GO!" she screamed
He got up and went out.
As soon as he closed the door after him, she broke down into sobs, everything had changed in so little time, she lost love and family with nothing in return, she pressed her hands to her aching chest, every inch of her body pained, but this area hurt the most, she could feel her heart tearing up as flashes of her mother crossed her eyes, she lost her, she wailed "Mom ." that's all she could say in between her sobs over and over. Her eyes widened when the door opened, she saw her ex fiancé enter, he rushed to her wrapping his arms around her, she tried to push against him, he wasn't allowed to see her like this, he didn't deserve it.
"Leave me, I told you to leave." She hit her weak fists against his chest.
"Not when you need me Elena, don't ask me to do that." he murmured in to her hair.
She protested a half minute before she let herself go, breaking down completely in his arms.
About half the day was filled with her recurring break downs, he was there trying everything to help her get better and she was quiet, she didn't push him or tell him to go, there was no use in fighting, she had no more strength left in her now, she wanted to take a break for now. Not talk about how her life was upside down.
She never realized how the events passed, how from hospital they went home, when the funeral was decided, when it started, how she showered or got dressed, she had no memory of it.
It was raining hard that day. Damon would again and again check in on her and how she was doing. She would nod or give a one word reply, she knew what she wanted to do right after the people of town would leave, she would shut the door on him and never see him again. Restart at the thing called life. How? She didn't know, she wished her mother would be here to guide her. She didn't want to hear how it was going to get better, or how her mother was an inspiration or whatever. She just wanted a second chance at life. She wanted more reasons to live.
When she was back at her house with Damon, she was still on that mood, quiet.
He hadn't seen her talk since that day at the hospital, he wanted her to shout at him, do something to get it all out, he wanted her to be free of what she was keeping inside, he feared it would kill her.
She was on the sofa, her eyes focused on the arm of the sofa. He was standing right infront of her and she avoided him like there was no on in the room.
"You want some coffee?" he asked trying to break the silence.
He had seen her cry at the funeral, but he didn't want to interrupt then, he wanted her to get it out.
"I am okay." Her way to refuse his offer, she didn't want anything from him.
He knew what she was doing, acting like nothing mattered to her when it did . He sat on the sofa keeping some distance. "I know you're not."
"What do you want?" she asked in a low voice but she really was warning.
"I just want you to be happy." He pursed his lips.
She chuckled sarcastically, "Your presence is a constant reminder why I am not happy, I can't be happy right now."
"I know, I meant eventually." He said as he sighed.
"Why are you here? You know that we can't be fixed anymore, our relationship is done." She made it clear, not looking him in the eye.
"We can't be, I know, me being here has nothing to do with that. It's okay if you don't want to be with me," He swallowed thick she finally looked at him, "I just want to make sure you are okay."
"Why? Do I look wrecked?" she asked placing her hand under her chin.
"No, look I know you're strong but I know that I want to be here right now and support you to get through this, you need to speak." He spoke hoping she wouldn't go quiet again like she had been doing.
"I can't voice what I feel Damon." She bit her lip restraining from breaking down in front of him, he didn't deserve to see her vulnerable. "Whenever I close my eyes to sleep I try to imagine my mom, I can't, I can't even get those happy flashbacks. There's darkness. I lost my family, you know when a person loses that much what he turns to for comfort?"
He stayed quiet letting her finish.
"The person whom he loves or cares the most about, but I – I can't even do that because the only person I ever loved or cared about other than my family was not even mine." She sniffed, he could clearly see tears in her eyes.
"It was a mistake Elena I –,"
She interrupted, "I don't want to hear it, anything you would say will make it worse."
"But I want to tell you that I only love you Elena, I fucked up, I let people come between us, I hurt both of us." He sounded defeated. "Every time I look at you, I see what I have lost. You were everything I wanted. I almost had you. And I just… I lost you, I lost everything I wanted."
"It's not your fault, it's mine, I thought I knew you." she looked away. She felt him cup her face making her look at him, "Don't say things like that."
"It's true, at least she understands you well enough unlike me. I wish you two best of luck," She said through her teeth.
He looked into her eyes. the emotion would slide between stone cold to heartbroken in a second in those chocolate eyes of hers.
"If you're done making me speak, I'd ask you to leave me by myself."
"If that's what you want," His voice seemed broken.
He slowly walked to the door. She followed him.
"Goodbye." She said as she closed the door on his face. It seemed like she had the shut the door to all the happiness that he yearned.
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The next few days, she keep getting calls from him and his father, he was begging for forgiveness and Giuseppe kept begging her to join work and she refused to both of them, he was what wrecked her and the job was what destroyed her life, or maybe it was Damon's insecurity, but she had this superstition stuck with her, she would never work there again, right now she was on her savings finding a job till she could clearly tell Giuseppe that she won't ever work there again.
On Tuesday late afternoon, after the bell to her house rang one to many times and she happened to be home, she opened the door to see Damon, she couldn't explain how she felt, seeing him after three weeks, she had missed his face but every other feeling she came along with it. Agony, insecurity and a sense of worthlessness.
"Hi." He said with a little smile. God he missed her so much. Every second of every day he wanted to be with her, love her, protect her.
"Why are you here?" She was way too straight forward.
"I -uh , I need your help." He seemed hesitant.
"What's wrong?" now she was a little worried, what did he do? He was always so impulsive.
"I am homeless." He said so plainly like it was no big deal, "I left the company , sold the place-"
She shouted, "YOU SOLD YOUR HOUSE?"
He nodded.
"Oh my God, what– why-what's wrong with you?" she looked around anxious and confused.
He gestured her to let him in, "Can I come in?"
She looked around, paused for a minute but then let him in and closed the door after them, "Explain everything, right now."
"I hated it, the place, the work, I wanted to restart."
"This is not how people restart, your dad is going to be so mad!" she squealed.
He chuckled seeing her pull at her hair, "Yeah that's exactly what he said."
"He knows?" She asked with widened eyes.
"Yes, I told him I am quitting , that didn't matter , buuuut when I told him I sold the family house that grandpa wrote off to me, I did kind of piss him off." He pouted his lips.
"Why did you do all of this?"
"Because I don't belong there that's why! Because that's the house where I lost you. I had been doing lots of thinking Elena, I realized the core of my insecurities was because… because I don't do what I want to do. I keep trying to please my father, he pushes me around and he's never satisfied, I push down my creativity, I lose track of who I am anymore. I started getting envious of how happy you were, I started feeling insecure of the fact that you're this successful woman that everyone desires and I am a loser,"
"Damon,"
"I need to say this Elena. You are the only woman after my mother that I actually cared and loved. I loved you so much that I couldn't phantom to breathe without you. And then I hurt you. Why do we hurt someone we love so much, Elena. When I saw you there, crying, when I saw you there seeing me with some other woman that never mattered, when I saw you slipping through my fingers I realized that… I love you, I really love you, then why did I hurt you, the little slip cost me the woman that I dreamt of having, if I loved you why did I hurt you." There were tears in the corner of his eyes.
"I remember how I obsessed I was of having you, how I always schemed to impress you, then why did I betray your trust. Why couldn't I just tell you everything I was feeling. I deserve your hatred."
"I don't hate you," She rolled her eyes.
"But you should."
She looked away, huffing.
"I know I'm annoying you,"
She still kept looking away, pursing her lips, folding her hands on her chest.
"I need your help,"
"We are never working together again." She said with her hands on her hips.
"No, I know, but please let me stay here."
"Why me? Is this a scheme to make me forgive you because that's not going to happen, Damon."
She felt the shadow of a heartbreak in his eyes but he covered it hurriedly. "I know. But we were friends before we… you know, I just thought that you'll help me."
She rose a brow.
"I know you're the only person who believes I am worth something on my own. Everyone else would just want some favor in return. You understand me. You know me more than anyone. I promise to not be problematic. I'll just be your friend. I can help you recover. And like, I can do chores around the house, I'll be your maid, no charges-," He said holding her hands in his, she chuckled, she looked around, he wanted to be someone other than a Salvatore, make his own identity, whatever was done, she couldn't tear this new confidence of his, he was right, all his life he was afraid he would lose everything if he started on his own, his ideas were rejected, everything he suggested was negated, she couldn't tear this confidence down because of her personal grudge. And like he said, he was her friend before they got together. He was finally sharing his problems.
"No schemes, though. We're just friends."
"I will try."
"Fine, you can stay."
"Thank you, I'll get my bags from the car." He smiled wide and wrapped his arms around her, it felt so good and she almost lost herself in that comfort , she quickly pulled back when his grip loosened.
"You have your stuff in the car, how did you know I'll let you stay."
"Because you're Elena. You just have to help people. That's just your thing."
She gasped at his words.
"You can't take your words back." He said with a chuckle as he walked out of the house.
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Two to three days passed, nothing was headed for what she predicted, she thought he'd trap her in her own house and take advantage of her vulnerability but he never did. Yet he was being helpful not making any awkward conversations. He fixed the juicer that wasn't working since forever, he mowed the lawn, did the dishes sometimes.
He pampered her like a princess, doing all her chores and taking her to dinner every night. He did all without making her realize that he wanted to compensate for hurting her.
Just last night, he drove two hours to get the consignment that she needed to complete her mother's leftover taxes.
Sometimes when she felt as if she was falling for him again, she would put her defenses out and be rude to him. But he never said anything back. Like a few days ago, she made sure he heard her talking over phone that he was the worst choice of her life, she saw him flinch and chew on his inner cheek but she never cared.
But he still smiled and let her stomp on his heart. She felt sorry later when he was putting on nail polish on her toes, quietly. She didn't know what came over her. She was just desperately trying to cover the fact that she wanted him, she was still in love with him.
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"DAMON, SOMEONE'S AT THE DOOR, CAN YOU PLEASE CHECK." She called from the bathroom.
He got up from the sofa watching the TV, lately he was losing his new found hope, maybe he rushed it. He shouldn't have left his father's company, but he couldn't work there anymore, now he was realizing that maybe quitting an already very successful business was not such a good idea. But then again, he had to do it for a healthy relationship with Elena. He needed to find his own passion, he needed to find something he was happy doing, so he wouldn't be insecure of his girlfriend again.
Not like she was his girlfriend now. But he still thought of her as his in his mind.
He opened the door.
"Delivery for Elena Gilbert."
He signed it and paid for it, taking the package. It was a glittery pink box in transparent packaging. He took it upstairs to her room.
"Uh, it's a blush palette." He said seeing her brush her wet hair in the mirror. She was so beautiful. Just seeing her everyday broke his heart whenever he realized what he had lost.
"Oh yeah it's two months late." She sighed.
He realized she ordered it for 'happier' days. He walked behind her keeping it on the dresser, she opened the drawer and it was filled with similar looking boxes "Jesus Christ."
"What?" she surprised.
"Blush, this is a blush on, that's blush pallete, that's –"
"This is my blush drawer." She rolled her eyes.
"A Blush drawer? are you insane or what – why do you need so many?" he asked confused.
"because they all are different." She explained turning to him, "You wanted to be creamy and natural and pigmented , but not too much pigmented, not too oily on skin and that's not possible in one."
"So you buy different?" he asked
"Ahuh, not just me, you should see Caroline, she has a blush closet. " She said in her best it's-a-fact voice.
Suddenly an idea squeezed in, "So umm if you get all of that in one palette."
"I'll buy it, every human with a vagina would." She shrugged.
That's when it ringed, he knew where he was going to invest in.
The rest of the week were cosmetologists and manufacturers coming to meet him, he would make her talk to them, what she preferred to use, why was it better.
After the group left he dropped exhausted on the sofa. She, for the first time sat next to him "Are you sure about this?"
"Yes, its exciting and scary but I am ready."
She wished she could figure out her life like he did.
"Why aren't you going to work?" he asked suddenly in a calm tone.
"It's not where I belong."
He rolled his eyes, "You can't do this to yourself, you know how good you are at that, you can't leave it because of me."
"it's not because of you." She said with a sigh.
"You know one of the reasons I quit was because I knew you would never take it with me being there." He said looking ahead.
Her eyes widened as she realized, "you didn't –"
"I did, because you deserve what you worked for, I was an insecure prick, me and Bonnie, (he said her name as if it was insult) we both were jealous of how effortlessly creative you were, I know you would have never went back if I worked there."
Tears welled up in her eyes, "you didn't have to – it was your company."
"It wasn't mine Elena, I wanted it to be mine, I don't even want that anymore, but it doesn't mean you are going to deprive it off your talents and deprive yourself of the joy it brings you on the daily, I know how happy it made you, you loved working more than you liked your profit and maybe that's what I was missing." He wiped her tears, "If I have even a little bit say in your decisions then I beg you to go back, it's yours to begin with."
He got ahead and wrapped his arms around her, "I know I've brought you nothing but misery but trust me, I want you to be happy."
She nodded slightly against his shoulder before resting her head on it, "I can't go there Damon, I know you want that I-,"
"All I know is that it made you happy, if you didn't go back, I won't ever be able to forgive myself, I don't want me to be the one that took away the one thing that made you happy. Please Elena, do it for you." he parted cupping her face, she nodded whispering, "Okay, I'll try."
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He was driving her to work, he had so many things to do today, he had to decide the label design, he had to make her a dinner to recreate their first date, he had to beg her for a chance. He had so many things on the way.
She was flipping the plastic covered sheets in the design book given by the logo designer yesterday, he had asked her for suggestions.
"This one looks pretty good, but it's very girlish and not elegant, if you're going for elegant I'd suggest this." She picked out a rose gold logo.
"Umm mark them." He said looking off the road for a second to what she was showing him.
She was about to close the book when a page fell out, he had calligraphed the word, "Lumiere" with a pen.
She bit on her inner cheek, "That's the brand name? Light?"
He nodded, "I won't ask your suggestions on this one, I am pretty clear on that."
She had a hint of a smile as he said, "You know what else means light?"
Her name. she touched that word before sliding it back in the book.
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On the big inauguration, she was holding his arm as he introduced the world to his personal brand. He held her hand and brought her to the center of attention as he spoke to the media, "I had no idea what making your own brand would entail, or how many people have a hand in the process and in the outcome. I will do my best to give credit where credit is due, but for anyone I may miss, please know that your efforts and your place in my heart and life is marked." He paused for the applause to follow.
"But let me give the credit of what I am to the woman standing beside me, holding my hand, my best friend, and the woman that I love more than my life. Elena Gilbert. I shouldn't be saying this since it's personal but I have hurt her like no one can hurt anyone but she is the kindest soul, and she still helped me. Lumiere is inspired from Elena. Lumiere means light and so does Elena. And much like her name, she is my light."
They looked at each other, and it seemed as if the world had disappeared and it was only him and her in the moment.
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"Where is the damn scarf of mine?" She looked around for the red scarf she loved so much. It was her lucky scarf after all.
She turned to find him standing in front of her. "Here." He said as he wore it to her around her neck.
She let out a smile.
"Good luck for the meeting." He said as he kissed her on her cheek.
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"How was the meeting?" He asked as he put the food tray on the dinner table.
"It was so good. I led the presentation, at start I was a bit nervous but then I just handled it like a pro," She kept talking nonstop and he kept listening. He laughed and commented where appropriate. He was so tired from all the work today but he had promised himself to be supportive of everything she does. He had promised himself to stay up and listen to her stories. He promised to change and he was doing that. After all, he loved her. And love changes you. Doesn't it.
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"Don't speed, Elena." He yelped as she pressed the accelerator.
He just didn't like speeding cars but she loved scaring him. She slid the car down the road and took a sharp turn. Almost making him yell. "We're dying!"
"Stop being a party popper."
"You mad woman! You'll kill us."
The sky thundered and it started to rain. They had been driving around for hours.
"Elena, there is a speed limit, here." He said, pointing to the sign.
"Relax," She said as she pressed the accelerator.
"The speedometer." He pointed but before she could slow down, they heard a police siren behind them.
"Shit!"
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"I can't believe you two were arrested for speeding." Caroline said.
"We could have easily just gotten a ticket and gotten out but this genius didn't know we were at restricted area." Elena said pointing at Damon.
"I didn't know. I told you it was a restricted area, you said that we could just drive and hurry out in a minute," Damon countered.
"You said it was a short cut." Elena pointed out.
"But I also said that we shouldn't go."
"Did not."
"Did too."
"Enough!" Caroline said.
"Well, we could have gotten away if you didn't make that stupid donut joke to the cop." Elena accused.
"I was just trying to cut down the tension." Damon replied, he was looking at her with stars in his eyes as if she was all he could see.
"By pointing at his belly and saying that look Elena that's what too much sugar does to you." Elena made a poor imitation of his voice.
"If you're done talking about non sense, Elena I have something important to discuss."
Elena rolled her eyes but nodded.
"come with me." Caroline said as she held her hand and guided her to another. She closed the door after him.
Damon bit on his lip. He knew Caroline wasn't too fond of him ever since cheating accident but something about Caroline's expression bothered him as if something bad was going to happen.
And it did. The very next day.
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She came home, all red with anger. She could hardly breath.
"Elena. What's wrong?" He immediately rushed to her. He held her hand and pulled her closer to him for a hug, like he always did when she got home but she pushed him. "This! This is all your fault."
"What happened?" He was worried sick. Wasn't everything okay just till now! They had even texted a while ago. He was supposed to take her on dinner.
"I met her today. She… she was bragging about how… how she got you in bed and how you kept moaning her name all night. She said horrible things." Elena was shaking with anger, her eyes filled with tears. "She said I know you don't like me but your fiancé does."
He stood there still, hardly breathing. Why would Bonnie do that!
"I hate you. I hate you!" She shouted at him.
"Elena. It was a big mistake. You're the only woman I love. I swear. You're all I see." He pleaded but she pushed him again, "Get out of my house! Now!"
"Okay. Okay. As you wish." He said, taking steps back.
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Damon looked off-kilter. Though he still had on his clothes from earlier, his white shirt was uncharacteristically wrinkled and unbuttoned lower than he'd ever seen. Dark stubble shadowed along his jaw, and his hair lay unkempt and disheveled. He kept mumbling to himself that he was trying his best to make everything all right but he didn't know what to do anymore.
He just knew one thing. He couldn't live without Elena Gilbert.
He noticed Caroline Forbes in the bar. He left his drink and walked to her. She was on the phone.
"Yes, Elena. He really wants to see you. He is simply thrilled at the very idea of you going on a date with him. He is crazy for you."
Damon clenched his fist. What! Who was?
"You know Elijah adores you. He wanted you ever since he laid his eyes on you. Just be there okay." She continued until she stopped as soon as she turned to face a very furious Damon.
"I'll call you back." She said as she hung up.
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So, we have only one chapter left. Let's see how Damon works through all this, now that Elena had decide to date again.
What do you think so far of Damon and Elena's character!
Would you forgive Damon? Is Elena being a bitch.
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