Chapter 5: The Right Person

Her cheek lay against the cold tiled floor, blood oozing from her head as her eyes fluttered open. The red liquid began spreading across the floor, somewhat mistaking her for dead. The usual chocolate eyes were dull and lifeless. Tears escaped her eyes as she tried to move any part of her body, but it wasn't happening. It was like she was buried in cement. She couldn't move, everything felt heavy, her head and her body. She could feel herself slipping away. Her head was light, her vision was blurry, she couldn't feel her hands. A door slammed open in the distance as voices filled her ears.

"Elena!" Caroline called out, dropping down next to her as she was crying, "Can you hear me? Please Elena!"

Trying to speak took half of the energy that she just didn't have. Moaning in pain, she fluttered her eyelashes as paramedics flooded into the room. Where was she again? All she remembered was school and HIM.

"Elena! Tell them! Tell them we love each other!"

She seen him being dragged out by the cops as she was lifted onto a stretcher. It was moved out of the room and down the hall as Elena's eyes met his.

"I'll come back for you princess."

Throwing herself up from the bed, the brunette burst into quiet sobs as she covered her hands over her face. When were they going to stop? They needed to stop before she lost her mind, before she sunk back into her old days. Taking a deep breath, she lifted herself down from the bunks and moved down the hall and into the kitchen.

Looking outside, she seen it was still dark and looked over at the clock, hanging on the wall. 5:30am. Sighing, she went over to the fridge and wiped at the tears as she grabbed a bottle of water. Swallowing, she stepped outside of the bus and sat on the steps, staring up at the sky. Feeling the breeze, she closed her eyes and inhaled, enjoying the fresh air. It was a beautiful morning, it was one of those relaxing atmospheres.

"Should I ask?"
"I wish you wouldn't." The brunette replied, looking over her shoulder as her chocolate eyes connected with the light blue.
"I heard you crying."
"You always do." She replied sharply, looking away.
"Lena," He sighed, sitting on the steps beside her, "You know you can just... talk to me right?"
"Damon..."
"Im here for you AND I've been told, I am a SUPERVE listener." He grinned, winking at her.

Swallowing, she closed her eyes and inhaled, wiping at the tear that rolled down her cheek. Looking at her, he bit his lip and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, kissing the top of her head as he just held her close, saying nothing. If she wanted to talk, then she would talk in her own time then.

"It was a couple of years ago." She whispered hoarsely as he looked at her, staying quiet, "Just a normal day like no other, ya know? One of those days when you're like, I didn't see that coming," Swallowing, she closed her eyes, "He started new at our school as... an English teacher. He was kind and sweet. Everyone had a crush on him, well except me... I kept my course, let all the other girls go riot. Stupid idea. I'd go back now just to change it, but I can't." Brushing her hair behind her ear, "One day... he calls me... into his office and I go, not thinking anything of it, I mean, why would I? He was a teacher for crying out loud." She sobbed, placing her hand over her face, "That's when it all began... going on for half a year until I couldn't take it anymore and I lashed out..."

"Elena.." He whispered, watching her.
"He wouldn't stop, he would never stop." She sobbed, rubbing her chest, "I begged and I begged! It was nothing but an egg on for him, he wouldn't leave me alone..."

He tilted her chin gently, wiping a tear with his thumb as more tears fell. He looked into her eyes, seeing the shell breaking bit by bit, causing him to swallow.

"What's the nightmares?"
"Flashbacks."
"You see everything... again and again, huh?"
"Just like the day it happened." She admitted, wiping at the fresh batch of tears.
"Lena..." He sighed softly, wrapping his arms around her tightly as she buried her face into his chest, beginning to sob again.

Rocking her gently, he nuzzled his nose into her hair, inhaling as he got the strawberry scent. Clearing his throat, he hummed softly, rubbing her back.

"You're safe now... right? He was put away."
"Yes.. he was.. but..."
"But what?" He pulled back, looking down at her as she looked back at him, the words echoing through her mind.

"I'll come back for you princess."

It was going to be a never-ending cycle unless she moved on with her life than and there, she was sure Damon was the right person to help her do that.

A/N: Hey everyone, I hope you enjoyed! Sorry it's so short!

Shauna
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