Travel Back in Time Chapter 6
A/N: First of all before I give any details about this chapter away, thank you all so much for reviewing!! It means everything to me! You guys rock!! ;)
For this chapter I'm going to be switching back and forth between past and present time. The beginning will take place in the present where Bonnie is trying to reverse the time traveling spell and it will show Elena's hate for Damon and how it's slowly growing into worry and concern for his whereabouts.
Enjoy! Hope this makes up for the shortness in chapter 5. That was more of a filler chapter then anything.
Present day
Bonnie sighed in frustration as she ran her hands through her mangled up hair. For weeks she has been looking through every book, trying to find a spell to bring Damon back but it was proving futile as every spell book turned out useless. "I wish grams was here." Bonnie moaned out to the empty room, surrounded by nothing but books. She missed her grams at times, and felt an inward hatred for Damon whenever she saw him but pushed it aside. Even though she wants to burn his body into ashes, she knew Stefan would never forgive her, and strangely enough she knew Elena would be pissed too.
She didn't know how age knew this, but somewhere deep inside Elena, apart of her deeply cared for him.
...
Elena sighed, dropping the pen she was holding and closed her diary. It has been over a week since Damon got sent back in time and while she couldn't be happier that she hadn't seen him due to him trying to kill her brother, a twinge of concern was resting at the pit of her stomach. She didn't know how or why, but for some explicable reason, she still cared for him. She knew it was stupid to feel this way about him after what he did, so why were these feelings coming to the surface? Was it because she missed him? Was it because she still cared about him and wanted him to remain safe? She didn't know, but she did know that it was ridiculous to feel this way about him. He killed her brother, so she should hate him forever. But she couldn't, no matter how much she wanted too, she couldn't.
Past time
Damon walked into Elena's room after making a truce with Grayson. He still couldn't believe that he made an agreement with him. But he knew that this wasn't over. He could tell that Grayson was planning something the moment he shook his hand. He didn't trust that guy one bit, but he had to play along for Elena's sake. He didn't want to have another Elena who hated him. One was enough.
Elena looked up at Damon as he walked over to her, a small hint of fear in her eyes as he squatted down next to her. "I'm not gonna hurt you." Damon spoke softly, softly touching Elena's cheek. Elena filched, backing away from him slightly.
"Why are you in here? Where's Daddy?"
Damon sighed. He didn't want to do this, but he had to. He had to make her forget about John and all the things he did to her. She was too small to be going through this. "Elena, you are going to forget what John did to you, but you will remember that I killed him but only because he was trying to hurt me." Damon finished his compulsion and started to head for the door when Elena's tiny voice stopped him.
"Wait."
Damon turned around and saw Elena holding her arms up to him, obviously wanting him to pick her up. Damon gave her a confused look. "Elena, what happened to be scared of me?"
"I trust you. You killed Unky John because he was hurting you."
Damon smiled sadly at her. God he hated that he messed with her memories but he wanted her to have her innocence intact. It was selfish, but he didn't care. She didn't need to be thinking about John and all the terrible things that he did to her. Somehow, he knew that things were only to get better from here.
Elena laughed as Damon picked her up, holding her close to his chest as he breathed in her sweet smelling hair. He could never get enough of her amazing smell. It was intoxicating, to say the least. She smiled as she looked into his eyes with adoration. "Are you gonna stay with me?"
Damon nodded, his eyes glowing with love for this small child that in another world was the girl he loved so much. "I'm not going anywhere."
Elena leaned into his chest and closed her eyes as Damon kissed her softly, watching as her brown locks of hair drape over her face, making her look even more breathtaking. It broke his heart that he was going to have to leave her once Bonnie found a spell to bring him back, but he knew that she would be safe in this time. There were no threats in this world like there was in his. Nothing could hurt her now that John is gone.
His mind wandered briefly to the future and wondered if this would affect his time. Would John be alive? Would Elena still hate him? Or would she have forgiven him for killing her brother? Only way to find out was to get back to the present time and find out.
Miranda's voice interrupted Damon's thoughts and he sighed as he went downstairs after laying Elena down in her bed and kissing her goodnight. If this was about Grayson wanting to talk to him, then he did not want to hear it. He didn't want to have to deal with him right now.
"Damon, there's someone here to see you and Elena!" Miranda's voice wavered from the kitchen.
Damon's ears perked up instantly and he walked faster into the kitchen, stopping abruptly at the sight before him. His breath stayed in his throat and his eyes widened as Miranda shot him a strange look. "What's wrong Damon?"
"Yes Damon, what's wrong? I thought you would be happy to see me." the voice echoed in Damon's ear but he refused to believe it.
"You're not-" Damon tried to speak but was immediately caught off guard as the figure used vampire speed to get infront of him.
Her breath caused bone chilling shivers to claw at Damon's back as he stayed in a dead locked staring contest. Her eyes narrowed playfully and she let out a small giggle. "Shame on you Damon. I can't believe you forget about dear old sweet Katherine."
"What the hell do you want and why are you here?" Damon seemed to regain his voice as he increased his speaking volume, eyes slowly turning red as his protective instinct kicked in.
"I just followed you from the future. Didn't want you getting lonely without me around. You might just turn into boring, brooding Stefan if you have no excitement in your life. You don't mind do you?" Her playful cat grin irritated Damon to no end.
Leaning his face in until their faces were particularly touching, Damon spat lividly in her face. "Stay away from me. Stay away from this house, and most importantly, stay the fuck away from Elena or I swear i will not hesitate to drive a stake through your cold, undead, beating heart."
Katherine smirked as she watched Damon bathe in a pool of rage. "Always the protector. So cute. But before I go I must let you know that someone else is here too. Someone that wants Elena and will stop at nothing to have her. She's the key to breaking the curse. The vampire and werewolf curse."
"And who the hell wants her?"
Katherine's lips curled into a smile. "Ask nicely and I'll tell you."
Faster then the eye could blink, Damon slammed Katherine up against the wall, his breath coming out in angry rasps. His eyes glowed with anger, swimming in his oceanic blue orbs. "Tell me who is coming after Elena you nasty, manipulative, little bitch."
Katherine easily broke free of Damon's hold and turned around to Miranda who was standing there in a state of shock, "Leave this kitchen and forget everything you saw." Once she was gone, Katherine turned back to the enraged Damon and ran her hands up his buttoned up shirt, grinning slyly. "You need to learn manners Damon. Maybe then you'll get your answer. And if you're serious about me staying away from here, then fine I will. I just came here to help you protect sweet little Elena but if you don't want it then fine. I'll leave."
"Wait!" Damon called but it was too late. Katherine vanished.
Present time
"Have you seen Katherine?" Bonnie asked Elena as they were walking down the hallways of the school.
"Nope, and I'm not worried about her. I don't want my mind constantly on supernatural things. I need to do human stuff or else I'm going to go crazy."
Bonnie nodded, her mind still worried. "What about D-"
Elena let out a huge sigh as she turned towards her best friend. "Bonnie, what part of 'i don't want to hear about supernatural' don't you understand? I don't ever want to here the D word from here on out. I don't want to hear anything that has to do with vampires. All I want is to do this carnival for Caroline and be a happy, normal teenage girl. Is that really too much to ask for?"
Bonnie sighed as she continued walking with Elena. The subject was dropped for now, but she knew that when Katherine reared her ugly head they would all go back into the world of fiction and make believe. She only hoped she could get the reversal spell ready for Damon in time before Katherine strikes again.
A/N: Hoped this chapter was worth the wait! Had a hard time getting through so killer writer's block but I managed to get this finished! The next chapter should be up in the next couple of days so please review in the meantime and have a wonderful Christmas everyone!
Happy holidays to you all!
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Travel Back in Time Chapter 5
Travel Back in Time Chapter 5
Damon gasped out, feeling the wood weaken his body. His eyes met the gaze of Grayson who was smirking at him. Miranda let out a shocked gasp as she tried to help Damon but Grayson forcibly pushed her away. "No Miranda, this is a vampire. I knew it from the moment I laid eyes on him."
"I know he's a vampire!" Miranda cried out, shocking Grayson.
"Then why didn't you try to get rid of him?" Grayson snapped angrily at her, narrowing his eyes.
Miranda coldly glared at him. "Because he's one of the good ones, Grayson! He would never do anything to hurt Elena or me!"
Grayson stared at his wife for a few minutes before exploding into laughter, earning a dark glare from Damon, withering in pain on the ground. "You think this vampire cares about you? You think he actually gives a damn about you? He's a heartless monster who doesn't care about anyone!"
Miranda glared deeply at him, pushing past him and running over towards Damon. With one swift movement, she pulled the stake out and threw it down the stairs. Damon sucked in a deep breath, trying to keep himself him hissing in unbearable pain. Miranda grabbed his leather jacket gently. Her voice was sweetness to his ears, like honey dripping out of a honey comb. "Are you ok?"
Damon nodded, his voice rasp and weak. "I'm fine." He sent icy glares up at the astonished Gilbert.
Miranda shot a nasty glare at her husband. How could he do this to Damon, the man that protected his daughter from his depraved brother? "You have no respect." Miranda spat out bitterly. "Damon protected Elena, saved her life when she was about to get run over by a car! And this is how you repay him?! Where were you when John tried to hurt her again? Where were you when he did unspeakable things to her? You try so hard to be a father to her but you fail every single time! Damon is more of a dad to her then you ever will be!"
Grayson was fuming inside. He couldn't believe that a vile, nasty vampire was raising his daughter for him! As if he didn't have enough problems. "You have no idea what you have done by letting him into your life. He will kill you both when you least expect it! I know vampires, Miranda. They have no human like qualities about them. They only seek to hurt and destroy, never caring about anyone but themselves."
Miranda opened her mouth in retaliation but Damon beat her to it. "You're absolutely correct. We vampires have no emotion, no remorse, no kindness, and no redeeming qualities when we have our emotions turned off. Vampires can choose whether they want to feel or not, and most choose not to feel anything. But some vampires actually have a heart for poor little girls that get abandoned by their father!"
"Why you-" Grayson could feel his body shaking from all the anger bubbling up in him. He hated vampires, and with good reason.
"Grayson," the alluring voice of his wife startled him, "I think you should leave."
"I'm not going anywhere until I kill this vampire!" Grayson hissed at her.
Damon sighed, standing up and looking down at the now healed stomach wound. "You're gonna have to do better then that."
"Can you guys just stop before someone gets hurt?" Miranda cried, stepping in between the feuding pair.
"Get out of the way." Grayson growled threateningly.
Miranda stood her ground, looking at him straight in the eye. "No, not until you and Damon call a truce! He saved our daughter Grayson. He protected her. Give him a chance!"
Grayson glared, debating the decision in his mind. If he let Damon stay then that would increase the chance of danger, but if he killed Damon like he originally intended to, then Miranda was most likely to never speak with him again and he would never be allowed to see his little girl that he loved more then anything. He sighed, coming to a conclusion. "Fine, I will call a truce with you, but not out of the goodness of my heart. I don't want my wife or child upset with me so I'm going to brush my feelings for you aside just this once." He stepped closer to Damon as Miranda veered off to the side, watching as Grayson stared at Damon with menacing eyes. "But know this, if anything happens to my family because of you residing here with us then I won't hesitate to kill you."
Damon nodded. "No harm will come to them. I'll see to that."
Grayson studied Damon's facial expression for any signs of deception but all he saw was honestly and sincerity. Somewhere in his mind he knew that he could trust Damon.
He stuck out his hand towards Damon and Damon did the same, silently calling a truce between the feuding families.
A/N: I know, not much action in this chapter but I promise next chapter will be far more exciting! Please review!
Damon gasped out, feeling the wood weaken his body. His eyes met the gaze of Grayson who was smirking at him. Miranda let out a shocked gasp as she tried to help Damon but Grayson forcibly pushed her away. "No Miranda, this is a vampire. I knew it from the moment I laid eyes on him."
"I know he's a vampire!" Miranda cried out, shocking Grayson.
"Then why didn't you try to get rid of him?" Grayson snapped angrily at her, narrowing his eyes.
Miranda coldly glared at him. "Because he's one of the good ones, Grayson! He would never do anything to hurt Elena or me!"
Grayson stared at his wife for a few minutes before exploding into laughter, earning a dark glare from Damon, withering in pain on the ground. "You think this vampire cares about you? You think he actually gives a damn about you? He's a heartless monster who doesn't care about anyone!"
Miranda glared deeply at him, pushing past him and running over towards Damon. With one swift movement, she pulled the stake out and threw it down the stairs. Damon sucked in a deep breath, trying to keep himself him hissing in unbearable pain. Miranda grabbed his leather jacket gently. Her voice was sweetness to his ears, like honey dripping out of a honey comb. "Are you ok?"
Damon nodded, his voice rasp and weak. "I'm fine." He sent icy glares up at the astonished Gilbert.
Miranda shot a nasty glare at her husband. How could he do this to Damon, the man that protected his daughter from his depraved brother? "You have no respect." Miranda spat out bitterly. "Damon protected Elena, saved her life when she was about to get run over by a car! And this is how you repay him?! Where were you when John tried to hurt her again? Where were you when he did unspeakable things to her? You try so hard to be a father to her but you fail every single time! Damon is more of a dad to her then you ever will be!"
Grayson was fuming inside. He couldn't believe that a vile, nasty vampire was raising his daughter for him! As if he didn't have enough problems. "You have no idea what you have done by letting him into your life. He will kill you both when you least expect it! I know vampires, Miranda. They have no human like qualities about them. They only seek to hurt and destroy, never caring about anyone but themselves."
Miranda opened her mouth in retaliation but Damon beat her to it. "You're absolutely correct. We vampires have no emotion, no remorse, no kindness, and no redeeming qualities when we have our emotions turned off. Vampires can choose whether they want to feel or not, and most choose not to feel anything. But some vampires actually have a heart for poor little girls that get abandoned by their father!"
"Why you-" Grayson could feel his body shaking from all the anger bubbling up in him. He hated vampires, and with good reason.
"Grayson," the alluring voice of his wife startled him, "I think you should leave."
"I'm not going anywhere until I kill this vampire!" Grayson hissed at her.
Damon sighed, standing up and looking down at the now healed stomach wound. "You're gonna have to do better then that."
"Can you guys just stop before someone gets hurt?" Miranda cried, stepping in between the feuding pair.
"Get out of the way." Grayson growled threateningly.
Miranda stood her ground, looking at him straight in the eye. "No, not until you and Damon call a truce! He saved our daughter Grayson. He protected her. Give him a chance!"
Grayson glared, debating the decision in his mind. If he let Damon stay then that would increase the chance of danger, but if he killed Damon like he originally intended to, then Miranda was most likely to never speak with him again and he would never be allowed to see his little girl that he loved more then anything. He sighed, coming to a conclusion. "Fine, I will call a truce with you, but not out of the goodness of my heart. I don't want my wife or child upset with me so I'm going to brush my feelings for you aside just this once." He stepped closer to Damon as Miranda veered off to the side, watching as Grayson stared at Damon with menacing eyes. "But know this, if anything happens to my family because of you residing here with us then I won't hesitate to kill you."
Damon nodded. "No harm will come to them. I'll see to that."
Grayson studied Damon's facial expression for any signs of deception but all he saw was honestly and sincerity. Somewhere in his mind he knew that he could trust Damon.
He stuck out his hand towards Damon and Damon did the same, silently calling a truce between the feuding families.
A/N: I know, not much action in this chapter but I promise next chapter will be far more exciting! Please review!
Friday, December 17, 2010
Travel Back in Time Chapter 4
Travel Back in Time Chapter 4
The burning rays touched Damon's face, descending downward until it enveloped the bed in an angelic glow. The warm rays bathed both of them in golden light, causing a smile to tug at Damon's lips. He looked at Elena who was sleeping peacefully next to him, thinking about everything that had happened through the past few days. He got send to the past, met a much younger version of Elena, and killed that no good scum John. He wondered how the Elena in his time was doing and if she missed him, glad he was gone, or maybe a little bit of both. He would have to get back to the present to find out, or he could call that witch that got him sent her in the first place. As mad as he was at her, he couldn't help but feel grateful that she did this. He had gotten to protect Elena from nearly getting run over by a car, from John, and from all the other bad things out there that threatened her existence.
Elena stirred in her sleep and opened her eyes, blinking a few times before she could get her focus. She looked over at Damon who cracked a smirk. "Good morning beautiful."
Elena stared at him with wary and guarded eyes. The memories from last night were hitting her hard, making her slightly scared of Damon. Damon saw the look she was giving him and sighed. He knew this wouldn't be as easy as he hoped. He knew it was going to take effort to build her trust back up, but atleast she didn't hate his guts.
"Where Mama?" Elena whined softly at Damon.
"In her room." he replied, opening his arms up to her. Elena ignored it and slid off the bed, walking towards the door and going to Miranda's room.
Damon sighed, walking over to John's body and picking him up effortlessly by one arm. The windows clashed against the wall with a bang and Damon leaped out, using his speed to zip past all the houses and made it to the woods. After digging a large hole, Damon threw John's body in it and patched it up with dirt, smirking to himself. Finally, Elena never had to see that ugly face again.
Once he was done, he dusted his hands off on his black jeans and made his way back towards Miranda's house. He hoped that Elena wouldn't stay scared of him for long.
Elena walked back into her room after having a long discussion with her mom. She still didn't understand what Damon was but Miranda told her that he was just different from them. She smiled. Damon cared for her more then her own dad did. He loved her but was hardly ever around. So naturally they grew apart as time went on. But when they did see each other Grayson would shower her with gifts and love. All she wanted was to see him more.
But still, that didn't stop her from being slightly afraid of Damon.
The door to the house opened and Damon walked in, looking around for any sign of Miranda or Elena. He sat on the couch and sighed, running his hands through his thick black hair. He had to figure out how to get back to the present, he was screwing up the past enough as it is.
The irritating ringing of his cell phone jolted Damon away from his thoughts. He groaned as he flipped his phone open only to be greeted by a pissed off Bonnie. "What the hell Damon? Do you have any idea what you are doing? You're screwing up the future!"
"And I care why?" Damon snapped back hotly, tired of getting yelled at by a pathetic witch. "Elena was in danger! You of all people should be happy that I saved her!"
"Damon," Bonnie said calmly, trying to control her emotions, "that stuff should have happened. You weren't supposed to interfere."
Damon could feel his anger reaching its peak. He gripped the phone tighter in his hands, trying to use as less strength as possible so he wouldn't accidentally break it. "So I was supposed to sit around and let her get hurt?"
"Yes Damon, that's exactly what you were supposed to do. Now you have changed things in her life that will last a lifetime!"
"How did you even call me?"
"It's called a spell Damon." Bonnie replied exasperatedly.
Damon rolled his eyes. "Witchy juju again?"
"Shut up Damon!" Bonnie snapped, clearly annoyed at his obnoxious behavior. "I'm working on a reversal spell for you as we speak. I'll get you back to this time."
Damon smirked. "Just admit it, you miss the badass vampire. The undead sex god that is perfect at everything."
"You wish jerk. I gotta go." the abrupt click of the phone sounded in his ears as he pulled the phone away. Damon let a smirk cross his face as he took in the witch's words.
A hard knock at the door jolted Damon out of his thoughts. He sighed, seeing no one coming to answer it. Damon swung open the door to reveal a brown haired man carrying a suitcase. He wore a simple blue t shirt and blue jeans. He flashed Damon a smile. "Hi, you must be a friend of my wife. I'm Grayson Gilbert."
Damon nodded. "Yeah I heard about you. I'm Damon."
Grayson shot Damon a nervous smile. "So where is Miranda?"
"Right here." Both of the men turned their heads to see Miranda standing there in her night gown, smiling brightly at Grayson. "I missed you."
Grayson smiled lovingly back at her as he ran up to her and hugged her, dropping his suitcase in the process. Miranda sighed as she pulled away. "Elena is going to be so happy that you are here."
Grayson nodded. "I know she is. I'm sorry I've been away all the time."
"I know you have a job in another town and it takes up all your time. Plus there's the office we have too."
"I'm not sure if Elena understands though. She seems more and more distant with me."
Miranda smiled as she pecked him on the cheek. "She's only three. She doesn't understand."
"True, I just wish I could be here for her more." replied Grayson, looking crestfallen.
"Being right now is all that matters." Miranda replied.
Grayson smiled at her and turned back to Damon. "I guess I should thank you for keeping my family company while I was gone."
Damon smirked. "Don't mention it. And thanks for not jumping to conclusions about me and Miranda. If you did I might have to kill you."
Grayson laughed. "You don't look like the type that would have sex with a married woman and Miranda is very faithful. She would never cheat on me."
Miranda nodded as he put his arm around her. "Thank you for everything Damon. Elena really likes you."
"I know." Damon replied. "Speaking of her, where is she?"
"Probably upstairs." Miranda replied as she ascended up the stairs with Damon and Grayson following her.
Miranda opened the door to Elena's room and saw her quietly playing with her toys. When she heard the door open, she looked up and immediately started running towards Grayson. "Daddy!"
Grayson embraced his daughter in a big hug, picking her up and giving her a big grin. "How has my little girl been, huh?"
"Good!" replied Elena happily, beaming.
"That's great." Grayson kissed her forehead and set her back down. "I'll be back in a minute ok? I need to go talk to your mother and Damon for a few minutes."
Elena nodded. "Hurry back Daddy! I wanna play with you before you leave again."
Grayson smiled sadly at her, bending down and kissing her softly. "Daddy's not going anywhere."
He turned towards Damon and Miranda, motioning them out of the room and he shut the door quietly behind him. "What is it you want to talk about Grayson?" Damon asked, looking at him suspiciously.
"Follow me to the living room." Grayson walked ahead of Damon until they were at the foot of the stairs.
Damon saw it coming but was too late to reaction as the sharp point of a stake was stabbed into his stomach.
A/N: Oh yes I'm bad!! Lol if I get to 50 reviews then you guys get an update!
The burning rays touched Damon's face, descending downward until it enveloped the bed in an angelic glow. The warm rays bathed both of them in golden light, causing a smile to tug at Damon's lips. He looked at Elena who was sleeping peacefully next to him, thinking about everything that had happened through the past few days. He got send to the past, met a much younger version of Elena, and killed that no good scum John. He wondered how the Elena in his time was doing and if she missed him, glad he was gone, or maybe a little bit of both. He would have to get back to the present to find out, or he could call that witch that got him sent her in the first place. As mad as he was at her, he couldn't help but feel grateful that she did this. He had gotten to protect Elena from nearly getting run over by a car, from John, and from all the other bad things out there that threatened her existence.
Elena stirred in her sleep and opened her eyes, blinking a few times before she could get her focus. She looked over at Damon who cracked a smirk. "Good morning beautiful."
Elena stared at him with wary and guarded eyes. The memories from last night were hitting her hard, making her slightly scared of Damon. Damon saw the look she was giving him and sighed. He knew this wouldn't be as easy as he hoped. He knew it was going to take effort to build her trust back up, but atleast she didn't hate his guts.
"Where Mama?" Elena whined softly at Damon.
"In her room." he replied, opening his arms up to her. Elena ignored it and slid off the bed, walking towards the door and going to Miranda's room.
Damon sighed, walking over to John's body and picking him up effortlessly by one arm. The windows clashed against the wall with a bang and Damon leaped out, using his speed to zip past all the houses and made it to the woods. After digging a large hole, Damon threw John's body in it and patched it up with dirt, smirking to himself. Finally, Elena never had to see that ugly face again.
Once he was done, he dusted his hands off on his black jeans and made his way back towards Miranda's house. He hoped that Elena wouldn't stay scared of him for long.
Elena walked back into her room after having a long discussion with her mom. She still didn't understand what Damon was but Miranda told her that he was just different from them. She smiled. Damon cared for her more then her own dad did. He loved her but was hardly ever around. So naturally they grew apart as time went on. But when they did see each other Grayson would shower her with gifts and love. All she wanted was to see him more.
But still, that didn't stop her from being slightly afraid of Damon.
The door to the house opened and Damon walked in, looking around for any sign of Miranda or Elena. He sat on the couch and sighed, running his hands through his thick black hair. He had to figure out how to get back to the present, he was screwing up the past enough as it is.
The irritating ringing of his cell phone jolted Damon away from his thoughts. He groaned as he flipped his phone open only to be greeted by a pissed off Bonnie. "What the hell Damon? Do you have any idea what you are doing? You're screwing up the future!"
"And I care why?" Damon snapped back hotly, tired of getting yelled at by a pathetic witch. "Elena was in danger! You of all people should be happy that I saved her!"
"Damon," Bonnie said calmly, trying to control her emotions, "that stuff should have happened. You weren't supposed to interfere."
Damon could feel his anger reaching its peak. He gripped the phone tighter in his hands, trying to use as less strength as possible so he wouldn't accidentally break it. "So I was supposed to sit around and let her get hurt?"
"Yes Damon, that's exactly what you were supposed to do. Now you have changed things in her life that will last a lifetime!"
"How did you even call me?"
"It's called a spell Damon." Bonnie replied exasperatedly.
Damon rolled his eyes. "Witchy juju again?"
"Shut up Damon!" Bonnie snapped, clearly annoyed at his obnoxious behavior. "I'm working on a reversal spell for you as we speak. I'll get you back to this time."
Damon smirked. "Just admit it, you miss the badass vampire. The undead sex god that is perfect at everything."
"You wish jerk. I gotta go." the abrupt click of the phone sounded in his ears as he pulled the phone away. Damon let a smirk cross his face as he took in the witch's words.
A hard knock at the door jolted Damon out of his thoughts. He sighed, seeing no one coming to answer it. Damon swung open the door to reveal a brown haired man carrying a suitcase. He wore a simple blue t shirt and blue jeans. He flashed Damon a smile. "Hi, you must be a friend of my wife. I'm Grayson Gilbert."
Damon nodded. "Yeah I heard about you. I'm Damon."
Grayson shot Damon a nervous smile. "So where is Miranda?"
"Right here." Both of the men turned their heads to see Miranda standing there in her night gown, smiling brightly at Grayson. "I missed you."
Grayson smiled lovingly back at her as he ran up to her and hugged her, dropping his suitcase in the process. Miranda sighed as she pulled away. "Elena is going to be so happy that you are here."
Grayson nodded. "I know she is. I'm sorry I've been away all the time."
"I know you have a job in another town and it takes up all your time. Plus there's the office we have too."
"I'm not sure if Elena understands though. She seems more and more distant with me."
Miranda smiled as she pecked him on the cheek. "She's only three. She doesn't understand."
"True, I just wish I could be here for her more." replied Grayson, looking crestfallen.
"Being right now is all that matters." Miranda replied.
Grayson smiled at her and turned back to Damon. "I guess I should thank you for keeping my family company while I was gone."
Damon smirked. "Don't mention it. And thanks for not jumping to conclusions about me and Miranda. If you did I might have to kill you."
Grayson laughed. "You don't look like the type that would have sex with a married woman and Miranda is very faithful. She would never cheat on me."
Miranda nodded as he put his arm around her. "Thank you for everything Damon. Elena really likes you."
"I know." Damon replied. "Speaking of her, where is she?"
"Probably upstairs." Miranda replied as she ascended up the stairs with Damon and Grayson following her.
Miranda opened the door to Elena's room and saw her quietly playing with her toys. When she heard the door open, she looked up and immediately started running towards Grayson. "Daddy!"
Grayson embraced his daughter in a big hug, picking her up and giving her a big grin. "How has my little girl been, huh?"
"Good!" replied Elena happily, beaming.
"That's great." Grayson kissed her forehead and set her back down. "I'll be back in a minute ok? I need to go talk to your mother and Damon for a few minutes."
Elena nodded. "Hurry back Daddy! I wanna play with you before you leave again."
Grayson smiled sadly at her, bending down and kissing her softly. "Daddy's not going anywhere."
He turned towards Damon and Miranda, motioning them out of the room and he shut the door quietly behind him. "What is it you want to talk about Grayson?" Damon asked, looking at him suspiciously.
"Follow me to the living room." Grayson walked ahead of Damon until they were at the foot of the stairs.
Damon saw it coming but was too late to reaction as the sharp point of a stake was stabbed into his stomach.
A/N: Oh yes I'm bad!! Lol if I get to 50 reviews then you guys get an update!
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Travel Back in Time Chapter 3
Travel Back in Time Chapter 3
Elena clutched Damon's leather jacket tightly as John stepped into the house, smiling at Damon innocently. "Pleasure to meet you."
Damon stared at his hand for a while before extending his and grasping it firmly. "I'm Damon."
John nodded and looked at Elena who quickly turned her face away from him and buried it in Damon's chest. "Elena, what's wrong? You don't want to see your uncle John?"
Elena didn't respond, she just kept her head in Damon's shirt and dug her tiny nails into the black fabric. Moments later, Miranda walked over and gasped when she saw John standing there. "John, what are you doing here?"
"I just came here to see my family, what's wrong with that?" John replied as he took off for the living took and plopped down on the couch, patting the seat next to it. "Come and sit down. We have a lot of catching up to do."
Damon inwardly growled at the smirking fiend. Who did he think he was? And why was Elena so terrified of him? He knew she didn't like him but he had no clue that she was this deeply scared of him. Something should have happened when she was little, and Damon was going to find out exactly what that something is. "I don't think this is a good time." Damon replied flatly, looking down at the still shaken up Elena in his arms.
"Grayson won't be happy that you're here, John. It's best if you leave." Miranda replied, stealing a glance at Damon whose eyes were blazing.
John sighed as he stood up and walked towards the door. "I'll be back when my brother is here."
The door slammed shut with such a force that caused the whole house to shake. Damon turned to Miranda, intent on getting answers. "Go put Elena upstairs and then we can talk." Miranda instructed.
Damon nodded, walking up the creaking stairs and to Elena's room. He slowly pulled her tear streaked face away from him, seeing the pain shining brightly on her face. "Hey you're ok." Swiftly, he wiped away the tears away from her face and laid her on her bed. Elena cried softly in protest as Damon pulled away from her. He sighed as he dug through the toys until he found her brown bear. "Do you want your bear?" Damon questioned as he held his hand out to her. Elena wasted no time in taking the animal and hugging it close to her body, giving Damon a silent look of thanks. Damon ran his hand through her hair delicately before walking out of her room and quietly shutting the door behind him.
He walked down the stairs to where Miranda was waiting for him at. She sighed as Damon sat himself on the couch and gave her his undivided attention. "Last year," Miranda began, taking a deep breath to calm her nerves, "John came to see Elena when she was two. Elena had no idea who he was since he never came over when she was a small infant but once she found out that he was her uncle she grew instantly attached." Damon listened to her intently, never once breaking his gaze from her saddened face. "Then, the problems started. John began to come over more and more until he declared that he wanted to stay a whole week. I didn't have any objections since I knew he and Elena were close. Or, so I thought."
Damon could feel his body tense at where this story was headed but struggled to remain calm as he painstakingly listened to the rest. "One night, we woke up to the sound of Elena crying and screaming bloody murder I ran in there as fast as I could but nothing could have prepared me for what I saw. Elena was lying on her bed, covered in cuts and blood." Miranda took a shaky breath, not able to get the next words out without crying. "She was lying there naked, all of her clothes were thrown to the floor in a mangled heap and when we took her to the doctor, he said she was victim of-of-" Without even thinking, Damon pulled the crying woman into a hug and stroked her hair between his fingertips softly.
"Hey it's ok. That man isn't going to touch Elena anymore. I'll make sure his heart is ripped out before that happens." Damon vowed, fighting off the overwhelming urge to go after John and rip his head off along with his heart.
Miranda nodded, calming down a bit and resumed her story. "After we found out what it was, John had already left. We haven't heard from him since just a few minutes ago. Grayson was so sick and morbidly disgusted by John that he disowned him as soon as he found out."
Damon nodded, too wrapped up in his anger to form a response. How can somebody do that? Damon knew he had done awful things in his life but doing that to an innocent child was absolutely unforgivable. He was going to kill John. Then once he got back to the present he was going to do it again.
A loud crash in Damon's ears startled him as he stood up suddenly, the sound of muffled cries ringing in his ears like a bell. Miranda looked up at him curiously. "Damon?"
Damon growled, letting out an animalistic hiss as his face became painted with red and fangs sprouted out from the delicate pink flesh. Miranda's eyes widened in fear as Damon turned his head towards her, fangs barred angrily. "That monster's back."
Before Miranda could respond, Damon was gone.
Damon burst into Elena's room in one fluid motion, startling John who had Elena's face pressed roughly into a pillow and a belt in his hand. Damon felt whatever control he had on his emotions slip away as he launched himself at John, pinning him into the wall. John gasped and stared at Damon's face in terror. "Wha-what are you?"
Damon didn't respond as his fangs elongated and he ripped into John's neck, quickly draining him dry. Once John's body was completely dry, Damon let it drop to the floor and leaned against the wall, giving himself a chance to get his emotions in check before he went near Elena.
The sound of someone gasping caught his attention. Damon slowly lifted his head up to see Miranda standing in the doorway with her hand over her mouth, shock freezing her in place. Elena's cries broke Damon out of his trance and soon he was holding her in his arms as she wept into his shirt. "Shhh...." Damon whispered softly as he rubbed circles on her back in an attempt to soothe her.
His eyes wandered over to Miranda who was still in shock, not believing what she just saw. "You were just-"
"I know." Damon whispered as he carried Elena over to her mother and placed her gently in Miranda's arms. "I'll understand if you want me to leave."
Just as he turned to leave, Miranda grabbed his arm tightly. "No don't leave. Please."
Damon turned around and smiled when he saw Miranda half smile. "I would never hurt you or Elena."
"I know." Miranda whispered, giving Elena back to him. "I just need to be alone to digest some things. I'll be in my room if you need me."
Damon nodded, holding Elena protectively to his chest. Miranda flashed Damon one last smile before leaving the room. He looked down at the child in his arms who seemed to be resting peacefully in his arms, the past events seemed to be forgotten.
Damon laid Elena down in her bed, kissing her temple softly. "Are you ok?"
Elena nodded, taking Damon's hand and pulling him closer. "Stay with me."
Damon smirked, shoving Elena playfully out of the way. "How can I when you're hogging up all the space?"
Elena laughed as she tried in vain to push him back. "You mean!"
Damon smirked as he pretended to be affected and rolled towards the end before he almost fell off. "Oh now you're gonna get it!"
Elena screamed as Damon pinned her to the bed, smirking devilishly at her. "Don't ever, do that again."
Elena pretended to be mad and turned her face away from him while hiding a smile. Damon's face then turned serious as he rolled off of her and laid next to her, his blue eyes captivating her. "Elena, there's something we need to talk about."
Elena nodded, looking at him with curious blue eyes. "What is it?"
Damon sighed. He didn't know how he was going to put this into words for her to understand, but the sooner she knew the better off it'll be. Then she can decide if she wants him in her life or not. "You saw what I did to John a few minutes ago, right?"
Elena cocked her head to the side. "Didn't you kill him?"
Damon nodded. "Yes I did but do you know how I did it?"
Elena shook her head from side to side. "No, I couldn't see anything."
Damon nodded and without a word he got up off the bed and felt his face change. Reddened veins overlapped the rims of his eyes and his eyes transformed into a violent red color. He studied Elena's reaction, searching for any signs of fear. He found none, only of sheer curiosity. "I'm a predator Elena. I kill people to get my food, which is blood." He paused for a second to see Elena's expression remained the same. He arched an eyebrow. "Why aren't you afraid of me like most kids would be?"
Elena smiled warmly up at him. "Because you would never hurt me. If you wanted to then you would have already. You good."
For the first time in a long time, Damon smiled a real smile and let his vampire face disappear. He crawled back into bed with Elena, wrapping his muscular arms around her small frame. "As long as I'm here, no one can hurt you."
"I know." Elena replied, yawning.
Damon chuckled a little and stroked the side of Elena's head softly, occasionally catching strands of her long hair between his fingertips. "Go to sleep."
"Damon?" Elena looked up at him as he continued to stroke the side of her face.
"Yes?" he replied gingerly.
"I love you."
All the cold remains around Damon's heart broke off and shattered at those three words. The words he had been dying to hear escape from Elena's mouth in the time that he was from. But now, he didn't care. Having Elena's trust and love, no matter the age, was the best thing that could ever happen to him. "I love you too." Damon whispered, kissing the sleeping Elena's forehead before falling off into a deep sleep, his princess of darkness held tightly against his body.
A/N: God how I would love to end the story there but I can't. We have to get Damon back to his own time don't we?
Oh and about Bonnie calling Damon, that will be explained in later chapters!
Review please!:)
Elena clutched Damon's leather jacket tightly as John stepped into the house, smiling at Damon innocently. "Pleasure to meet you."
Damon stared at his hand for a while before extending his and grasping it firmly. "I'm Damon."
John nodded and looked at Elena who quickly turned her face away from him and buried it in Damon's chest. "Elena, what's wrong? You don't want to see your uncle John?"
Elena didn't respond, she just kept her head in Damon's shirt and dug her tiny nails into the black fabric. Moments later, Miranda walked over and gasped when she saw John standing there. "John, what are you doing here?"
"I just came here to see my family, what's wrong with that?" John replied as he took off for the living took and plopped down on the couch, patting the seat next to it. "Come and sit down. We have a lot of catching up to do."
Damon inwardly growled at the smirking fiend. Who did he think he was? And why was Elena so terrified of him? He knew she didn't like him but he had no clue that she was this deeply scared of him. Something should have happened when she was little, and Damon was going to find out exactly what that something is. "I don't think this is a good time." Damon replied flatly, looking down at the still shaken up Elena in his arms.
"Grayson won't be happy that you're here, John. It's best if you leave." Miranda replied, stealing a glance at Damon whose eyes were blazing.
John sighed as he stood up and walked towards the door. "I'll be back when my brother is here."
The door slammed shut with such a force that caused the whole house to shake. Damon turned to Miranda, intent on getting answers. "Go put Elena upstairs and then we can talk." Miranda instructed.
Damon nodded, walking up the creaking stairs and to Elena's room. He slowly pulled her tear streaked face away from him, seeing the pain shining brightly on her face. "Hey you're ok." Swiftly, he wiped away the tears away from her face and laid her on her bed. Elena cried softly in protest as Damon pulled away from her. He sighed as he dug through the toys until he found her brown bear. "Do you want your bear?" Damon questioned as he held his hand out to her. Elena wasted no time in taking the animal and hugging it close to her body, giving Damon a silent look of thanks. Damon ran his hand through her hair delicately before walking out of her room and quietly shutting the door behind him.
He walked down the stairs to where Miranda was waiting for him at. She sighed as Damon sat himself on the couch and gave her his undivided attention. "Last year," Miranda began, taking a deep breath to calm her nerves, "John came to see Elena when she was two. Elena had no idea who he was since he never came over when she was a small infant but once she found out that he was her uncle she grew instantly attached." Damon listened to her intently, never once breaking his gaze from her saddened face. "Then, the problems started. John began to come over more and more until he declared that he wanted to stay a whole week. I didn't have any objections since I knew he and Elena were close. Or, so I thought."
Damon could feel his body tense at where this story was headed but struggled to remain calm as he painstakingly listened to the rest. "One night, we woke up to the sound of Elena crying and screaming bloody murder I ran in there as fast as I could but nothing could have prepared me for what I saw. Elena was lying on her bed, covered in cuts and blood." Miranda took a shaky breath, not able to get the next words out without crying. "She was lying there naked, all of her clothes were thrown to the floor in a mangled heap and when we took her to the doctor, he said she was victim of-of-" Without even thinking, Damon pulled the crying woman into a hug and stroked her hair between his fingertips softly.
"Hey it's ok. That man isn't going to touch Elena anymore. I'll make sure his heart is ripped out before that happens." Damon vowed, fighting off the overwhelming urge to go after John and rip his head off along with his heart.
Miranda nodded, calming down a bit and resumed her story. "After we found out what it was, John had already left. We haven't heard from him since just a few minutes ago. Grayson was so sick and morbidly disgusted by John that he disowned him as soon as he found out."
Damon nodded, too wrapped up in his anger to form a response. How can somebody do that? Damon knew he had done awful things in his life but doing that to an innocent child was absolutely unforgivable. He was going to kill John. Then once he got back to the present he was going to do it again.
A loud crash in Damon's ears startled him as he stood up suddenly, the sound of muffled cries ringing in his ears like a bell. Miranda looked up at him curiously. "Damon?"
Damon growled, letting out an animalistic hiss as his face became painted with red and fangs sprouted out from the delicate pink flesh. Miranda's eyes widened in fear as Damon turned his head towards her, fangs barred angrily. "That monster's back."
Before Miranda could respond, Damon was gone.
Damon burst into Elena's room in one fluid motion, startling John who had Elena's face pressed roughly into a pillow and a belt in his hand. Damon felt whatever control he had on his emotions slip away as he launched himself at John, pinning him into the wall. John gasped and stared at Damon's face in terror. "Wha-what are you?"
Damon didn't respond as his fangs elongated and he ripped into John's neck, quickly draining him dry. Once John's body was completely dry, Damon let it drop to the floor and leaned against the wall, giving himself a chance to get his emotions in check before he went near Elena.
The sound of someone gasping caught his attention. Damon slowly lifted his head up to see Miranda standing in the doorway with her hand over her mouth, shock freezing her in place. Elena's cries broke Damon out of his trance and soon he was holding her in his arms as she wept into his shirt. "Shhh...." Damon whispered softly as he rubbed circles on her back in an attempt to soothe her.
His eyes wandered over to Miranda who was still in shock, not believing what she just saw. "You were just-"
"I know." Damon whispered as he carried Elena over to her mother and placed her gently in Miranda's arms. "I'll understand if you want me to leave."
Just as he turned to leave, Miranda grabbed his arm tightly. "No don't leave. Please."
Damon turned around and smiled when he saw Miranda half smile. "I would never hurt you or Elena."
"I know." Miranda whispered, giving Elena back to him. "I just need to be alone to digest some things. I'll be in my room if you need me."
Damon nodded, holding Elena protectively to his chest. Miranda flashed Damon one last smile before leaving the room. He looked down at the child in his arms who seemed to be resting peacefully in his arms, the past events seemed to be forgotten.
Damon laid Elena down in her bed, kissing her temple softly. "Are you ok?"
Elena nodded, taking Damon's hand and pulling him closer. "Stay with me."
Damon smirked, shoving Elena playfully out of the way. "How can I when you're hogging up all the space?"
Elena laughed as she tried in vain to push him back. "You mean!"
Damon smirked as he pretended to be affected and rolled towards the end before he almost fell off. "Oh now you're gonna get it!"
Elena screamed as Damon pinned her to the bed, smirking devilishly at her. "Don't ever, do that again."
Elena pretended to be mad and turned her face away from him while hiding a smile. Damon's face then turned serious as he rolled off of her and laid next to her, his blue eyes captivating her. "Elena, there's something we need to talk about."
Elena nodded, looking at him with curious blue eyes. "What is it?"
Damon sighed. He didn't know how he was going to put this into words for her to understand, but the sooner she knew the better off it'll be. Then she can decide if she wants him in her life or not. "You saw what I did to John a few minutes ago, right?"
Elena cocked her head to the side. "Didn't you kill him?"
Damon nodded. "Yes I did but do you know how I did it?"
Elena shook her head from side to side. "No, I couldn't see anything."
Damon nodded and without a word he got up off the bed and felt his face change. Reddened veins overlapped the rims of his eyes and his eyes transformed into a violent red color. He studied Elena's reaction, searching for any signs of fear. He found none, only of sheer curiosity. "I'm a predator Elena. I kill people to get my food, which is blood." He paused for a second to see Elena's expression remained the same. He arched an eyebrow. "Why aren't you afraid of me like most kids would be?"
Elena smiled warmly up at him. "Because you would never hurt me. If you wanted to then you would have already. You good."
For the first time in a long time, Damon smiled a real smile and let his vampire face disappear. He crawled back into bed with Elena, wrapping his muscular arms around her small frame. "As long as I'm here, no one can hurt you."
"I know." Elena replied, yawning.
Damon chuckled a little and stroked the side of Elena's head softly, occasionally catching strands of her long hair between his fingertips. "Go to sleep."
"Damon?" Elena looked up at him as he continued to stroke the side of her face.
"Yes?" he replied gingerly.
"I love you."
All the cold remains around Damon's heart broke off and shattered at those three words. The words he had been dying to hear escape from Elena's mouth in the time that he was from. But now, he didn't care. Having Elena's trust and love, no matter the age, was the best thing that could ever happen to him. "I love you too." Damon whispered, kissing the sleeping Elena's forehead before falling off into a deep sleep, his princess of darkness held tightly against his body.
A/N: God how I would love to end the story there but I can't. We have to get Damon back to his own time don't we?
Oh and about Bonnie calling Damon, that will be explained in later chapters!
Review please!:)
Monday, December 13, 2010
Travel Back in Time Chapter 2
A/N: First of all, thank you for the reviews! You guys rock like always! Here's chapter 2, enjoy!
"So Damon, are you new to Mystic Falls?" Miranda asked as she handed him a cup of scorching coffee.
Damon settled himself on the black, velvet couch and gratefully took the coffee. He grinned. "Why yes, I am." If he didn't want to screw up this time then he was going to have to lie and keep his vampire existence a secret.
Miranda nodded, looking out the window and watching the autumn leaves flutter to the ground before being picked up by the wind and carried off. "We just moved here too. Elena doesn't really have any friends."
Damon suppressed a snicker, knowing that Elena had alot of friends in his time. "But once she starts school I'm sure that will change."
"I'm sure it will." Damon said, even though he already knew.
A small buzzing sound interrupted them. Damon smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, it's my phone. Do you mind?"
"Oh of course. I gotta go check on Elena anyways." Miranda said as she got up.
Once Miranda was out of eat shot, Damon snapped his phone open and growled through the receiver. "I swear to god Bennett-"
"Oh good he's here." Bonnie breathed a sigh of relief on the other line. "I didn't mean to send you back in time Damon. How are you?"
"How am I? How am I? That's the understatement of the year! I'm stuck in the past with Elena in her diaper years! How do you THINK I am?"
Bonnie's eyes widened. "You're what?"
"You heard me witch! You better be working on a reversal spell!" Damon snapped while glaring at the wall.
"Ok ok, sheesh calm down. It can't be that bad. I bet Elena's so cute! And hey, she doesn't hate you either."
"Wonderful." Damon muttered, thinking of the Elena in his time and wondering how she was.
Bonnie's voice turned serious as she spoke, each word dripping with authority. "Listen Damon, you're interfering with the past as we speak. Things in Elena's life will never be the same now. You just have to make sure not to reveal yourself to her or anyone in her family."
Damon nodded, already getting bored with this conversation. "Yeah whatever. Hey I have to go. Chat later." Before Bonnie could object, Damon snapped his phone shut and turned to see Miranda coming down the stairs holding a sleepy Elena. She swiped at her eyes tiredly and looked up at Damon, her small face instantly lighting up in excitement.
"Honey, this is Damon. He's the man who saved you." Miranda said gently to Elena as she set her down. Elena smiled as she ran up to Damon and hugged him tightly, her tiny arms wrapped around his midsection.
Damon smiled a little and bent down so he was eye level with her. Some things never change. She was still the damsel in distress, always needing to be saved.
"Thank you for saving me Damon." she giggled softly as Damon scooped her up in his arms, tickling her playfully.
"You're always needing to be saved, huh? Huh?" Elena squealed and laughed as Damon continued his assault on her, a smile of his own creeping onto his face. Maybe this wasn't so bad after all. He could get used to Elena being so innocent and sweet. She didn't have the constant fear in her eyes whenever he was around her, nor did she hate him.
Miranda smiled as she watched the interaction. She was glad that they were getting along. Elena seemed to really have taken a liking to this man. And it seems Damon really liked her too.
Elena giggled as she wiggled out of Damon's hold and he set her on the floor, watching as she ran over to a box of toys and began playing. "She really does like you." Miranda commented.
"Why wouldn't she?" Damon laughed as he helped Elena pull out a stuffed bear. She hugged the brown stuffed Teddy close to her chest and looked up at Damon with a sparkle of innocence in her eyes.
"This is Mr. Teddy. He's my bestest friend! Wanna hold him?"
Before Damon had time to politely object, she thrust the stuffed animal in his arms. Damon lifted the bear up and stared at it with disbelieving eyes. It was the same one present Elena slept with in her bed. He smirked, remembering the time he had played with it and had gone through Elena's "private" stuff. Good times.
"Do you like it?"
Elena's voice snapped Damon out of his daydream and he turned his head downward towards her outstretched arms, ready to take the bear back. "Your friend is cute." Damon handed the bear back to Elena and watched her put it back in the toy chest before turning to Damon, eyes gleaming with excitement. "Play with me!"
Damon smirked, staring Elena down with his intense eyes. "And what would you like to play?"
Elena looked thoughtful for a moment before her eyes widened. "Let's play tea party!"
Damon resisted the urge to gag as his eyes widened. "How about we play a different game? I know! Let's go outside."
"And what are we going to do out there?" Elena asked curiously as Damon hoisted her up onto his shoulders and set her behind his head.
"I'm gonna throw you into a nice big pile of leaves until you beg me to stop. Then I'm going to tickle you to death. Sound like fun?"
Elena laughed loudly as Damon grabbed her legs and swung her off of him and into the air. She screamed as she fell down towards the earth before getting caught in two big arms. Damon held Elena close to his body as he breathed in her intoxicating scent, enjoying the sound of her childish laughter and her carefree nature. Was this the Elena before her parents died? He didn't know, but he knew that he was enjoying this fun side of her.
Damon kissed the laughing child on the forehead before opening the door and nearly running into a dark figure. His eyes widened when he took in the form of the person standing there. "No way." Damon whispered as the voice of the man sent chills down his spine.
"Hello, we haven't officially met. I'm John Gilbert."
A/N: *cue creepy background music that is used for a big cliffhanger before the screen appears with the words "The Vampire Diaries".*
Hoped you guys liked this chapter! New one coming tomorrow!
A/N: First of all, thank you for the reviews! You guys rock like always! Here's chapter 2, enjoy!
"So Damon, are you new to Mystic Falls?" Miranda asked as she handed him a cup of scorching coffee.
Damon settled himself on the black, velvet couch and gratefully took the coffee. He grinned. "Why yes, I am." If he didn't want to screw up this time then he was going to have to lie and keep his vampire existence a secret.
Miranda nodded, looking out the window and watching the autumn leaves flutter to the ground before being picked up by the wind and carried off. "We just moved here too. Elena doesn't really have any friends."
Damon suppressed a snicker, knowing that Elena had alot of friends in his time. "But once she starts school I'm sure that will change."
"I'm sure it will." Damon said, even though he already knew.
A small buzzing sound interrupted them. Damon smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, it's my phone. Do you mind?"
"Oh of course. I gotta go check on Elena anyways." Miranda said as she got up.
Once Miranda was out of eat shot, Damon snapped his phone open and growled through the receiver. "I swear to god Bennett-"
"Oh good he's here." Bonnie breathed a sigh of relief on the other line. "I didn't mean to send you back in time Damon. How are you?"
"How am I? How am I? That's the understatement of the year! I'm stuck in the past with Elena in her diaper years! How do you THINK I am?"
Bonnie's eyes widened. "You're what?"
"You heard me witch! You better be working on a reversal spell!" Damon snapped while glaring at the wall.
"Ok ok, sheesh calm down. It can't be that bad. I bet Elena's so cute! And hey, she doesn't hate you either."
"Wonderful." Damon muttered, thinking of the Elena in his time and wondering how she was.
Bonnie's voice turned serious as she spoke, each word dripping with authority. "Listen Damon, you're interfering with the past as we speak. Things in Elena's life will never be the same now. You just have to make sure not to reveal yourself to her or anyone in her family."
Damon nodded, already getting bored with this conversation. "Yeah whatever. Hey I have to go. Chat later." Before Bonnie could object, Damon snapped his phone shut and turned to see Miranda coming down the stairs holding a sleepy Elena. She swiped at her eyes tiredly and looked up at Damon, her small face instantly lighting up in excitement.
"Honey, this is Damon. He's the man who saved you." Miranda said gently to Elena as she set her down. Elena smiled as she ran up to Damon and hugged him tightly, her tiny arms wrapped around his midsection.
Damon smiled a little and bent down so he was eye level with her. Some things never change. She was still the damsel in distress, always needing to be saved.
"Thank you for saving me Damon." she giggled softly as Damon scooped her up in his arms, tickling her playfully.
"You're always needing to be saved, huh? Huh?" Elena squealed and laughed as Damon continued his assault on her, a smile of his own creeping onto his face. Maybe this wasn't so bad after all. He could get used to Elena being so innocent and sweet. She didn't have the constant fear in her eyes whenever he was around her, nor did she hate him.
Miranda smiled as she watched the interaction. She was glad that they were getting along. Elena seemed to really have taken a liking to this man. And it seems Damon really liked her too.
Elena giggled as she wiggled out of Damon's hold and he set her on the floor, watching as she ran over to a box of toys and began playing. "She really does like you." Miranda commented.
"Why wouldn't she?" Damon laughed as he helped Elena pull out a stuffed bear. She hugged the brown stuffed Teddy close to her chest and looked up at Damon with a sparkle of innocence in her eyes.
"This is Mr. Teddy. He's my bestest friend! Wanna hold him?"
Before Damon had time to politely object, she thrust the stuffed animal in his arms. Damon lifted the bear up and stared at it with disbelieving eyes. It was the same one present Elena slept with in her bed. He smirked, remembering the time he had played with it and had gone through Elena's "private" stuff. Good times.
"Do you like it?"
Elena's voice snapped Damon out of his daydream and he turned his head downward towards her outstretched arms, ready to take the bear back. "Your friend is cute." Damon handed the bear back to Elena and watched her put it back in the toy chest before turning to Damon, eyes gleaming with excitement. "Play with me!"
Damon smirked, staring Elena down with his intense eyes. "And what would you like to play?"
Elena looked thoughtful for a moment before her eyes widened. "Let's play tea party!"
Damon resisted the urge to gag as his eyes widened. "How about we play a different game? I know! Let's go outside."
"And what are we going to do out there?" Elena asked curiously as Damon hoisted her up onto his shoulders and set her behind his head.
"I'm gonna throw you into a nice big pile of leaves until you beg me to stop. Then I'm going to tickle you to death. Sound like fun?"
Elena laughed loudly as Damon grabbed her legs and swung her off of him and into the air. She screamed as she fell down towards the earth before getting caught in two big arms. Damon held Elena close to his body as he breathed in her intoxicating scent, enjoying the sound of her childish laughter and her carefree nature. Was this the Elena before her parents died? He didn't know, but he knew that he was enjoying this fun side of her.
Damon kissed the laughing child on the forehead before opening the door and nearly running into a dark figure. His eyes widened when he took in the form of the person standing there. "No way." Damon whispered as the voice of the man sent chills down his spine.
"Hello, we haven't officially met. I'm John Gilbert."
A/N: *cue creepy background music that is used for a big cliffhanger before the screen appears with the words "The Vampire Diaries".*
Hoped you guys liked this chapter! New one coming tomorrow!
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Travel Back in Time
Travel Back in Time
Summary: Damon gets sent back in time by one of Bonnie's spells and meets this three year old girl. But this child is not what she seems. Read and review!
Chapter 1
Damon groaned as he woke up and found himself in the middle of the woods. What the hell?" he thought as he stood up and brushed himself off. The last thing he remembered was arguing with that semi couplet witch, aka Bonnie.
"I swear to god Bonnie, when I find you, you will regret doing this to me!" Damon exclaimed loudly through the forest, causing a few nearby birds to fly away.
Soon, he made it to a clearing and stumbled into the blinding sunlight, being slightly caught off guard by the intensity of the rays. He regained his bearings and let his eyes sweep over the streets and the houses that were alined with the road. Something was different, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
The honking of a car grabbed his attention and Damon looked out into the road as a small child ran infront of the vehicle to retrieve a ball. He shook his head and watched as the car inched closer and closer. Apparently the driver couldn't get the car to stop. "I'm so going to regret this." Damon said quietly to himself as he dashed infront of the car and grabbed the child from death's grasp. Once they were safely on the sidewalk, Damon set the the trembling and crying child on the ground. She looked up at him with a tear streaked face and it was only then did Damon freeze in his place. Her light brown hair and chocolatey eyes could make her a younger version of Elena and Katherine. The resemblance was mind boggling to Damon and it was only when a loud cry was heard did it finally click in his brain.
"Elena Gilbert! My god what were you thinking?!" A brown haired woman ran past Damon and crushed the child in a hug, letting Elena cry into her chest. "Hey don't cry. Mommy's not mad at you. I'm just glad that you are safe."
After a couple of minutes, Elena's cries soon subsided and she pointed a chubby finger at the shell shocked Damon. "He save me."
Elena's mother nodded once and picked up her daughter, holding her close to her body before turning towards Damon. "Thank you so much for saving my daughter. You have no idea how much this means to me."
Damon nodded once, slowly coming out of his shocked state. He stared at the little Elena nestled in her mother's arms before realization hit him like a fret train. He was sent back in time. How far, he had no idea. But judging by Elena's age he guessed an estimate of 19 years.
"No problem. I'm just glad she's safe." Damon replied while staring at Elena who had her thumb in her mouth. He chuckled inwardly. Who knew Elena was this cute when she was little?
"Well, I have to go home and put Elena to sleep. It's past her bedtime. You're welcome to come over if you'd like."
Damon stood, contemplating this woman's offer. If he went, then he would most likely be messing with the future and would face the wrath of Bonnie. However, if he didn't go, then he would have to deal with this new world alone and miss out on the chance of knowing Elena when she was this little. "I'll gladly come." he replied, keeping his eyes locked on the now sleeping Elena.
"Oh thank you. And my name is Sherry. Pleased to meet you." Sherry stuck out her hand and Damon took it.
"Damon Salvatore."
Sherry flashed him a smile as she walked back to her house. "Right this way."
Damon nodded, following her until they reached the house. Nothing has changed much, except now there was a swing set near the porch and toys littered the grassy area. Sherry opened the door and stepped through the threshold. She turned around and saw Damon standing at the doorway, a somewhat frustrated look on his face. Sherry blinked once before it dawned on her. "Oh where are my manners? Please come in."
Damon flashed her his "Damon smirk" as he walled into the house, surveying the clutter of toys and pieces of paper strewed everywhere. "I'm so sorry, this place is such a mess." Sherry apologized as she struggled to pick up a toy while making sure she didn't jostle Elena too much.
"Here, let me." Damon replied as he took Elena from Sherry and smirked. "I'll take this little demon upstairs while you pick up around here."
Sherry laughed and nodded, picking up toys and throwing them into the bin. After making sure she wasn't looking, Damon ran speedily up to Elena's room and stopped at the closed door. He slowly eased it open and stepped in, instantly coming into contact with stuffed animals and Barbie dolls around Elena's queen sized princess bed. He looked down at the sleeping child in his arms and brushed a few strands of hair away from her face, inhaling her scent that was the same as the older Elena. He couldn't believe how little Elena changed from her small self. The only changed was that she didn't play with toys anymore. He gently laid her down in her bed and covered the duvets over her small frame.
Elena stirred slightly in her sleep, but stayed unconscious as the corners of Damon's mouth fell into a sweet smile. He was beginning to like this version of Elena. Atleast she wasn't pissed at him for "killing" her brother.
Slowly, he leaned in and gave her a small peck on the forehead, soaking in this moment as best he can, for he didn't know when he would get another chance like this. "Sweet dreams, my little Elena."
A/N: Awww!!! Don't you just love sweet Damon? Because I do!
This fanfic was inspired by reading fluffy DE fics for the majority of the day!
Review <3
Summary: Damon gets sent back in time by one of Bonnie's spells and meets this three year old girl. But this child is not what she seems. Read and review!
Chapter 1
Damon groaned as he woke up and found himself in the middle of the woods. What the hell?" he thought as he stood up and brushed himself off. The last thing he remembered was arguing with that semi couplet witch, aka Bonnie.
"I swear to god Bonnie, when I find you, you will regret doing this to me!" Damon exclaimed loudly through the forest, causing a few nearby birds to fly away.
Soon, he made it to a clearing and stumbled into the blinding sunlight, being slightly caught off guard by the intensity of the rays. He regained his bearings and let his eyes sweep over the streets and the houses that were alined with the road. Something was different, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
The honking of a car grabbed his attention and Damon looked out into the road as a small child ran infront of the vehicle to retrieve a ball. He shook his head and watched as the car inched closer and closer. Apparently the driver couldn't get the car to stop. "I'm so going to regret this." Damon said quietly to himself as he dashed infront of the car and grabbed the child from death's grasp. Once they were safely on the sidewalk, Damon set the the trembling and crying child on the ground. She looked up at him with a tear streaked face and it was only then did Damon freeze in his place. Her light brown hair and chocolatey eyes could make her a younger version of Elena and Katherine. The resemblance was mind boggling to Damon and it was only when a loud cry was heard did it finally click in his brain.
"Elena Gilbert! My god what were you thinking?!" A brown haired woman ran past Damon and crushed the child in a hug, letting Elena cry into her chest. "Hey don't cry. Mommy's not mad at you. I'm just glad that you are safe."
After a couple of minutes, Elena's cries soon subsided and she pointed a chubby finger at the shell shocked Damon. "He save me."
Elena's mother nodded once and picked up her daughter, holding her close to her body before turning towards Damon. "Thank you so much for saving my daughter. You have no idea how much this means to me."
Damon nodded once, slowly coming out of his shocked state. He stared at the little Elena nestled in her mother's arms before realization hit him like a fret train. He was sent back in time. How far, he had no idea. But judging by Elena's age he guessed an estimate of 19 years.
"No problem. I'm just glad she's safe." Damon replied while staring at Elena who had her thumb in her mouth. He chuckled inwardly. Who knew Elena was this cute when she was little?
"Well, I have to go home and put Elena to sleep. It's past her bedtime. You're welcome to come over if you'd like."
Damon stood, contemplating this woman's offer. If he went, then he would most likely be messing with the future and would face the wrath of Bonnie. However, if he didn't go, then he would have to deal with this new world alone and miss out on the chance of knowing Elena when she was this little. "I'll gladly come." he replied, keeping his eyes locked on the now sleeping Elena.
"Oh thank you. And my name is Sherry. Pleased to meet you." Sherry stuck out her hand and Damon took it.
"Damon Salvatore."
Sherry flashed him a smile as she walked back to her house. "Right this way."
Damon nodded, following her until they reached the house. Nothing has changed much, except now there was a swing set near the porch and toys littered the grassy area. Sherry opened the door and stepped through the threshold. She turned around and saw Damon standing at the doorway, a somewhat frustrated look on his face. Sherry blinked once before it dawned on her. "Oh where are my manners? Please come in."
Damon flashed her his "Damon smirk" as he walled into the house, surveying the clutter of toys and pieces of paper strewed everywhere. "I'm so sorry, this place is such a mess." Sherry apologized as she struggled to pick up a toy while making sure she didn't jostle Elena too much.
"Here, let me." Damon replied as he took Elena from Sherry and smirked. "I'll take this little demon upstairs while you pick up around here."
Sherry laughed and nodded, picking up toys and throwing them into the bin. After making sure she wasn't looking, Damon ran speedily up to Elena's room and stopped at the closed door. He slowly eased it open and stepped in, instantly coming into contact with stuffed animals and Barbie dolls around Elena's queen sized princess bed. He looked down at the sleeping child in his arms and brushed a few strands of hair away from her face, inhaling her scent that was the same as the older Elena. He couldn't believe how little Elena changed from her small self. The only changed was that she didn't play with toys anymore. He gently laid her down in her bed and covered the duvets over her small frame.
Elena stirred slightly in her sleep, but stayed unconscious as the corners of Damon's mouth fell into a sweet smile. He was beginning to like this version of Elena. Atleast she wasn't pissed at him for "killing" her brother.
Slowly, he leaned in and gave her a small peck on the forehead, soaking in this moment as best he can, for he didn't know when he would get another chance like this. "Sweet dreams, my little Elena."
A/N: Awww!!! Don't you just love sweet Damon? Because I do!
This fanfic was inspired by reading fluffy DE fics for the majority of the day!
Review <3
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
VD Christmas
Vampire Diaries Christmas songs
Summary: Christmas songs TVD style!
Chapter 1
On the first day of Christmas, Damon gave to me: A note saying you will die!
On the second day of Christmas, Damon gave to me: Two ripped out hearts and a note saying you will die.
On the third day of Christmas, Damon gave to me: Three original vampires, two ripped out hearts, and a note saying you will die.
On the fourth day of Christmas, Damon gave to me: Four blood bags, three original vampires, two ripped out hearts, and a note saying you will die.
On the fifth day of Christmas, Damon gave to me: five ripped off heads, four blood bags, three original vampires, two ripped out hearts, and a note saying you will die.
On the sixth day of Christmas, Damon gave to me: six glasses of alcohol, five ripped off heads, four blood bags, three original vampires, two ripped out hearts, and a note saying you will die.
On the seventh day of Christmas, Damon gave to me: seven bloody hearts, six glasses of alcohol, five ripped off heads, four blood bags, three original vampires, two ripped out hearts, and a note saying you will die.
On the eighth day of Christmas, Damon gave to me: eight snapped necks, six glasses of alcohol, five ripped off heads, four blood bags, three original vampires, two ripped out hearts, and a note saying you will die.
On the ninth day of Christmas, Damon gave to me: nine drained bodies, eight snapped necks, six glasses of alcohol, five ripped off heads, four blood bags, three original vampires, two ripped out hearts, and a note saying you will die.
On the tenth day of Christmas, Damon gave to me: Ten bite marks, nine drained bodies, eight snapped necks, six glasses of alcohol, five ripped off heads, four blood bags, three original vampires, two ripped out hearts, and a note saying you will die.
On the eleventh day of Christmas, Damon gave to me: Eleven pissed off witches, ten bite marks, nine drained bodies, eight snapped necks, six glasses of alcohol, five ripped off heads, four blood bags, three original vampires, two ripped out hearts, and a note saying you will die.
On the twelfth day of Christmas, Damon gave to me: Twelve Delena episodes, eleven pissed off witches, ten bite marks, nine drained bodies, eight snapped necks, six glasses of alcohol, five ripped off heads, four blood bags, three original vampires, two ripped out hearts, and a note saying you will die.
This land is my land, this land an't your land. I got a vampire, but you don't have one. So if you don't get off, he'll rip your head off. This land was made for only me. Just for me!
Deck the halls with Salem witches, falalala. Watch Damon run and scream. Falalala. See Damon get burned to ashes. Falalala.
A/N: Hoped you guys liked it! This was just a little thing to get me through my writer's block on Delena. Reviews are appreciated:)
Summary: Christmas songs TVD style!
Chapter 1
On the first day of Christmas, Damon gave to me: A note saying you will die!
On the second day of Christmas, Damon gave to me: Two ripped out hearts and a note saying you will die.
On the third day of Christmas, Damon gave to me: Three original vampires, two ripped out hearts, and a note saying you will die.
On the fourth day of Christmas, Damon gave to me: Four blood bags, three original vampires, two ripped out hearts, and a note saying you will die.
On the fifth day of Christmas, Damon gave to me: five ripped off heads, four blood bags, three original vampires, two ripped out hearts, and a note saying you will die.
On the sixth day of Christmas, Damon gave to me: six glasses of alcohol, five ripped off heads, four blood bags, three original vampires, two ripped out hearts, and a note saying you will die.
On the seventh day of Christmas, Damon gave to me: seven bloody hearts, six glasses of alcohol, five ripped off heads, four blood bags, three original vampires, two ripped out hearts, and a note saying you will die.
On the eighth day of Christmas, Damon gave to me: eight snapped necks, six glasses of alcohol, five ripped off heads, four blood bags, three original vampires, two ripped out hearts, and a note saying you will die.
On the ninth day of Christmas, Damon gave to me: nine drained bodies, eight snapped necks, six glasses of alcohol, five ripped off heads, four blood bags, three original vampires, two ripped out hearts, and a note saying you will die.
On the tenth day of Christmas, Damon gave to me: Ten bite marks, nine drained bodies, eight snapped necks, six glasses of alcohol, five ripped off heads, four blood bags, three original vampires, two ripped out hearts, and a note saying you will die.
On the eleventh day of Christmas, Damon gave to me: Eleven pissed off witches, ten bite marks, nine drained bodies, eight snapped necks, six glasses of alcohol, five ripped off heads, four blood bags, three original vampires, two ripped out hearts, and a note saying you will die.
On the twelfth day of Christmas, Damon gave to me: Twelve Delena episodes, eleven pissed off witches, ten bite marks, nine drained bodies, eight snapped necks, six glasses of alcohol, five ripped off heads, four blood bags, three original vampires, two ripped out hearts, and a note saying you will die.
This land is my land, this land an't your land. I got a vampire, but you don't have one. So if you don't get off, he'll rip your head off. This land was made for only me. Just for me!
Deck the halls with Salem witches, falalala. Watch Damon run and scream. Falalala. See Damon get burned to ashes. Falalala.
A/N: Hoped you guys liked it! This was just a little thing to get me through my writer's block on Delena. Reviews are appreciated:)
Monday, December 6, 2010
Delena chapter 12 Goodbye
Delena Chapter 12 Goodbye
A/N: Thank you all for the amazing reviews! And now the final chapter to this story. I've had so much fun writing this! Thank you all for the reviews! Please enjoy the final installment to Delena.
It had been a few months since Bonnie and Lucy had successfully expelled Klaus from Damon's body. Damon had returned to being the same Damon that Elena had grown to love but the events that took place will never go away. Damon knew that no matter how much he redeemed himself, the actions that he did would not be so easily forgiven.
Delena would still not go near him no matter how much Elena told her that he wasn't mean anymore. Her heartbeat would speed up dramatically whenever he was near her and she would quickly run out of the room.
Damon poured himself a glass of alcohol as he sat on the couch, twirling the toxic drink around in the tumbler. He may be in control of his body but that doesn't erase the damage he had done. It took Elena a couple of weeks before he was even allowed back into the house. God he just wanted to drive a stake through his heart already, but he knew that wouldn't solve anything. It would just make things harder on Elena. He didn't want to ever see that kind of pain on her face ever again.
The creaking of the floorboard was heard and Delena appeared, looking around the living room frantically. "Momma?"
Damon rubbed at his face as he got up and walked over to Delena who was staring at him fearfully. "Mommy's not here." Damon reached down to pick her up but she backed away.
"When she coming back?" Delena looked up at Damon with fearful eyes as she slowly grabbed the wall with her tiny hands, making Damon feel even more worse.
"She'll be here in a minute princess." Damon said in his most softest and nicest voice he could manage. "Did you want anything?"
Delena shook her head quickly, her body on the verge of bolting from the room any minute. "No!"
Damon watched as Delena quickly ran off, running and falling up the stairs as she hastily made it to her bedroom and slammed the door.
The sound of his heart breaking couldn't be any more louder.
Bonnie rubbed Elena's shoulder gently as she sat in her house, nursing on a cup of steaming coffee. "Are you sure you're gonna be ok?"
Elena shook her head sadly, tears flinging everywhere. "I don't know what to do anymore. I trust him, Bonnie. I do but he doesn't trust himself and is constantly walking on eggshells around us. I can't bear to see him like this. I-I just can't."
Bonnie wrapped her arms around Elena as she sobbed into her chest, rubbing her back soothingly. "Hey, Damon will be back to himself soon. Trust me you are going to miss going without headaches everyday."
Elena laughed at her beat friend's attempt to cheer her up. She slowly got up. "But Delena can't even go around him. She's so scared of him it's heartbreaking to watch."
"I think it's more heartbreaking for Damon. She was his princess, and now she doesn't want anything to do with him. It's killing him inside."
Elena nodded. "I know. I just don't know what to do. I want everything to return to normal."
Bonnie nodded, her eyes damp with tears. "Me too."
***
Tears escaped Damon's eyes for the fifth time that day. He hated that his family was afraid of him. He hated Klaus and everything that he did. But most of all he hated himself for what he did to them. His little girl was no longer his baby princess anymore. He could never throw her playfully into the air and hear her squeals of laughter. He could never hold her in his arms while she cried after having a bad dream. He couldn't do anything for her and it absolutely killed him. He was the nightmare that haunted her now. He caused her pain every time they would look at each other. He was a reminder of what his possessed body did to her.
He walked past a wall, glaring coldly at it as the sound of his fist breaking the concrete stone echoed throughout the house. He'd do anything to end their suffering. But there was only one option he had but he wasn't sure if he could go through with it.
The sound of the car parking in the driveway alerted Damon and he knew he had to make a fast decision. The pitiful sounds of his daughter's crying from his bedroom broke his heart, and soon he made up his mind. It was one of the most hardest things he ever had to do, and he would hate himself forever for it. But it had to be done.
The door to the Salvatore mansion opened and Elena walked in, dropping her purse on the couch and going straight to Delena's room. The talk with Bonnie had really helped her and gave her a renewed sense if hope. Her and Damon would get past this just like they have gotten past anything in their relationship. She could feel it in her bones as she walked up the stairs to Delena's room. She opened the door and a wave of relief but concern washed over her when she saw her daughter perfectly fine except for the fact that her face was red and puffy. "Delena, what's wrong honey?"
Delena looked up to see her mother standing there and she quickly jumped off the bed and ran into her mother's arms, crying and sobbing into her chest. "Momma, I-I was so scarwed!"
"Shh..." Elena cooed the wailing child as she sat down in the rocking chair and rocked Delena until she was calm. "Tell me what happened that got you so upset."
Delena looked up at Elena before wiping off her tears and started talking. "Well, I went to see if you were here because I had another bad dream and all I saw was Daddy."
Elena sighed, running her fingers through Delena's frazzled hair. "Was Daddy the bad dream?"
Delena nodded. "Yes. He was hitting me and telling me that he no love me anymore."
Elena fought back the tears that were threatening to spill. "Now sweetheart," Elena began, turning Delena's head so she was facing her, "you know that Daddy loves you very much and that there was a bad man inside of Daddy doing all of those things to you. That wasn't really him angel."
"But he still scares me." Delena sniffled, burying her head into the crock of Elena's neck.
"I know he does baby." Elena softly replied, rubbing her daughter's back until she fell asleep. She knew how traumatic that had been for her and that it wasn't going to be easy for such a small child to overcome so easily. She had been scarred beyond belief. It was torture seeing her daughter scared to be in her own house and near Damon, who loved her more then anything and tried so hard to fix the damage that Klaus had done.
Carefully, she eased herself up and placed the child back into her bed, covering her up with her pink blankets that were decorated with princesses and fairies. Elena planted one last kiss on Delena's forehead before walking out of the room. A crystal tear made its way down her face as she closed the door, walking to her room that she just resumed sharing with Damon again. For weeks he had slept in the guest room before she was conformable letting him back into her room. Just as she crossed the threshold, her eyes immediately landed on Damon sitting on her bed, looking straight ahead at nothing with a blank look on his face. He didn't even acknowledge her presence as she walked closer to him. "Damon?" she spoke timidly, edging even closer to his statue like body.
But he didn't even bat an eye at her words. His whole body looked as if to be suspended in time. Elena took a deep breath. "Damon, we need to talk."
Finally, his eyes slithered in her direction for a fraction of a second before returning to staring at the wall. "About what? There's nothing to talk about."
Elena couldn't believe how broken his voice sounded. He sounded so weak and venerable. Her heart shattered into pieces. She couldn't stand seeing him like this. "Damon please, I need to talk about this as much as you do too."
"I said there's nothing to talk about!" Damon snapped, glaring his icy daggers in Elena's direction.
Elena jumped, seeing the anguish and pain that Damon's crystal blue orbs held. She just wanted to take all of his suffering away. "Damon, I just want to help you. It kills me to see you like this. It kills me!"
In a flash, Damon was standing infront of Elena, his angry breathing coming out in short breaths. "And did you ever think about what I'm going through? Huh? Everyday that I'm with you and Delena it's just a reminder of how much I hurt the both of you! I can't live with what I've done!"
Tears ran down Elena's cheeks in waves as she grabbed Damon's head firmly and held it in place as she looked deep into his eyes. "Damon, we are going to get through this. If we give up then Klaus wins, and we can't let that happen."
"Klaus is dead Elena." Damon spat out. "He wins either way. He wanted to die so I would have to live with the guilt. This is how he got his revenge on me, by making me feel guilt everyday that I'm breathing. Everyday that I see you is a reminder of the monster that I really am."
"You are not a monster Damon!" Elena particularly yelled in his face. "You are so much more then that. You have changed so drastically over the years it's not even funny! You are not the same ruthless killer that came to Mystic Falls, hell bent on destroying everything. You have us Damon. We are your family and we will always stay by your side through thick and thin."
Damon stared at Elena for a moment, processing what she just said. He shook his head sadly. "Even if you never leave me, how am I supposed to face everyday of looking into your eyes and seeing the hurt and pain that I caused you. The scars on your body may have disappeared but the memory of me hurting you will never go away. Even if I compelled you, I would have to live with the pain everyday, knowing that I hurt you and our child. Delena can't even look at me without crying and running away, and you know what? I don't blame her! She has way more sense then you do. At least she's able to know when something is dangerous and to stay as far away from them as possible!"
Elena looked into Damon's eyes, pleasing with him to listen to her. "She's just a baby Damon! She doesn't understand! She's traumatized beyond belief and it's all because of Klaus! Why can't you see that NONE of this your fault and that you have nothing to feel guilty for!"
Damon's blue waves soon calmed and his eyes softened, his voice taking on a different tone. "I could've stopped it Elena, but I was just too weak. I let my weakness win and therefore you got hurt. I can never forgive myself for it."
Elena gripped Damon's shoulders tightly, looking him dead in the eye. "No, you didn't. Klaus was just too strong for you. You gave it your all. You tried everything in your power to save Delena and I but you failed. That's all that matters is that you protected us to the best of your ability. If you hadn't broken free of the chains, Klaus would still be in there, hurting us and maybe even killing us if he wanted to. You saved us Damon. You have nothing to feel guilty about."
Tears fell down Damon's face as he looked into Elena's eyes and saw the buried pain that she kept hidden behind the chocolate orbs. He knew that he was the cause of everything. He just wanted them to live a happy life, even if he couldn't be apart of it. At least he knew that they were happy. "I'm so sorry Elena. I don't say it enough but I love you so much. But this, this right here is destroying me. I can't bear to see another ounce of pain on your face. Which is why I'm leaving Mystic Falls and never coming back. You'll be happier that way."
Damon's head snapped to the side as Elena's hand connected to his face. Tears cling to her reddened cheeks as salt water splattered onto the floor. "How could you even say that Damon? How will I be happier without you in my life? You're the one that gave me life, that gave me a reason to go on after I broke up with Stefan and found out that I was needed to break the curse. You helped me move above and beyond that and I became a better person. I need you Damon. Don't you dare leave me."
Damon stared into Elena's pleading eyes and his heart broke even more at what he was about to do. He couldn't bear the rejection of his daughter and the pain in her eyes whenever she looked at him, knowing that he was the cause of it. He couldn't even look at Elena without being taken back into that basement where he raped her infront of his daughter. Every time he looked at her all he saw was her pained expression and heard her horrid cries as he rammed himself inside of her, making her bleed and making her feel an abundance amount of pain. He knew he shouldn't feel guilty but the guilt was still there, eating away at him and reminding him who he really was. There wasn't a second that went by where he wished he lying somewhere dead. He looked into Elena's pleading eyes and watery face, letting a single tear slide down his face. "Elena, I can't stand this anymore. The pain, it's just too much. How can I live with myself for what I did? To you? To Delena? I broke nearly every bone in her body when we were in that basement. I tortured you for hours and didn't feed you for days. I whipped you with chains until you back was bleeding and raw. I threw my own child into the fucking celling and laughed as she screamed bloody murder and then I rammed her into the wall until her face was particularly deformed! Then, just like that you forgive my actions in mere weeks? Months?" Damon paced back and forth from one wall to the other until he turned to Elena, his entire frame looking completely shattered. "I don't deserve someone as forgiving as you. I shouldn't even be standing here right now. I should be buried six feet under just like Klaus is! I don't deserve my undead life after everything that I've done."
Elena shook her head as she closed the space between them and crashed her lips into his. Damon was taken aback but quickly started kissing back, running his hands through her hair. He held her head gently in his hands as he deepened the kiss. He savored this moment of joy because it would be the last one he ever shared with her. Slowly, he laid her down gently on the bed and trailed kisses from her chest all the way to her lips. Elena grabbed a fistful of Damon's hair and yanked it back forcefully, looking at him with tears shining like the twinkling stars. "You are not leaving me Damon. I love you too much to just give up on everything. We can work through this like we always have."
Damon didn't respond, instead he pried her fingers out of his hair and pinned them to the bed while straddling her legs. He leaned down and kissed her furiously and roughly, keeping his eyes locked onto her face that was scrunched up in pleasure. He felt his fangs elongate and bit into Elena's neck, piercing into the creamy skin and wounding his arms around Elena's neck. Elena moaned in pleasure, not noticing Damon unclasping the vervain necklace from her neck and using his vampire speed, he hid it in his pocket out of sight. His eyes burned with flaming hot tears that begged to be released and run down his face. He couldn't believe what he was about to do. Ever so carefully, Damon pulled away from Elena's neck and bit into his wrist, rubbing his blood across the wound so that it would heal instantly. He didn't want Elena to have a reminder of him. She didn't need it. Elena watched him as he got off of her and put his clothes back on with a quizzed expression. "Damon, what are you doing?"
Damon sighed as he put the last article of clothing on and turned to Elena, instantly cupping her cheeks with his hands. He couldn't hold in the tears anymore and they fell from his face, burning his skin as they went. But this was nothing compared to the pain that he was feeling in his shattered heart. Elena watched with morbid shock as his tears dripped off his face one by one, hitting the floor like marble balls. "I'm so sorry Elena. I don't want to do this, but I have to." Elena wanted to pull him in for a hug and console him, but for some reason she was frozen in place, unable to move as Damon looked deep into her eyes, his eyes dilating. "You are going to forget everything."
She looked down at her neck and to her horror, discovered that her necklace was gone. Elena could feel her mind screaming at Damon, begging to stop him but it was too late. Her eyes widened and soon she was floating on a cloud with two shining blue eyes filling up her vision. "I am going to forget everything." Elena repeated in a trance, her mind completely blank as Damon's mind compulsion took over her body.
More tears fell from Damon's eyes as he continued. He hated himself so much but he knew this had to be done. It was the only way Elena could go on living her life without being reminded of the one that caused her so much pain. "You are going to forget me, our relationship, our love, everything. You are going to forget everything you once knew about Damon Salvatore. You won't even remember his name or knew that he even existed. Delena had a father, but he died a long time ago."
Damon finished his compulsion and took one last look at the woman that made him human, made him who he is. He didn't want to leave her but it was for the best. She could move on with life and hopefully find a normal person that could make her happy. She wouldn't have to deal with the supernatural anymore after he was gone. "God I love you so much. You have no idea how much this is killing me, but it has to be done so you can finally be free of me and move on with your life. God I wish you didn't have to forget this, but you do. Goodbye Elena." Damon placed one last kiss on Elena's head before he vanished, never to be seen or heard from again.
The end
I got a little emotional while writing this but I hoped it turned out to be good! God I just can't believe Damon! But I totally see his point of wanting to leave Elena and Delena. Still, I teared up.
Anyways, please leave your review (even if you're gonna hate me). I'm thinking about writing a sequel to this where it takes place three years later and Damon returns to Mystic Falls because his brother needs his help dealing with a new vampire threat. But then he sees Elena and all that buried emotion comes rushing back to the surface and he regrets what he did to her three years ago. I may not write it just because I have a ton of other stories to finish, but once I have the time I might actually write a sequel. Depends how many people want me to.
Anyways, please review! I enjoyed writing this so much and I love all of your reviews! They keep me going to write more! Thank you all:)
A/N: Thank you all for the amazing reviews! And now the final chapter to this story. I've had so much fun writing this! Thank you all for the reviews! Please enjoy the final installment to Delena.
It had been a few months since Bonnie and Lucy had successfully expelled Klaus from Damon's body. Damon had returned to being the same Damon that Elena had grown to love but the events that took place will never go away. Damon knew that no matter how much he redeemed himself, the actions that he did would not be so easily forgiven.
Delena would still not go near him no matter how much Elena told her that he wasn't mean anymore. Her heartbeat would speed up dramatically whenever he was near her and she would quickly run out of the room.
Damon poured himself a glass of alcohol as he sat on the couch, twirling the toxic drink around in the tumbler. He may be in control of his body but that doesn't erase the damage he had done. It took Elena a couple of weeks before he was even allowed back into the house. God he just wanted to drive a stake through his heart already, but he knew that wouldn't solve anything. It would just make things harder on Elena. He didn't want to ever see that kind of pain on her face ever again.
The creaking of the floorboard was heard and Delena appeared, looking around the living room frantically. "Momma?"
Damon rubbed at his face as he got up and walked over to Delena who was staring at him fearfully. "Mommy's not here." Damon reached down to pick her up but she backed away.
"When she coming back?" Delena looked up at Damon with fearful eyes as she slowly grabbed the wall with her tiny hands, making Damon feel even more worse.
"She'll be here in a minute princess." Damon said in his most softest and nicest voice he could manage. "Did you want anything?"
Delena shook her head quickly, her body on the verge of bolting from the room any minute. "No!"
Damon watched as Delena quickly ran off, running and falling up the stairs as she hastily made it to her bedroom and slammed the door.
The sound of his heart breaking couldn't be any more louder.
Bonnie rubbed Elena's shoulder gently as she sat in her house, nursing on a cup of steaming coffee. "Are you sure you're gonna be ok?"
Elena shook her head sadly, tears flinging everywhere. "I don't know what to do anymore. I trust him, Bonnie. I do but he doesn't trust himself and is constantly walking on eggshells around us. I can't bear to see him like this. I-I just can't."
Bonnie wrapped her arms around Elena as she sobbed into her chest, rubbing her back soothingly. "Hey, Damon will be back to himself soon. Trust me you are going to miss going without headaches everyday."
Elena laughed at her beat friend's attempt to cheer her up. She slowly got up. "But Delena can't even go around him. She's so scared of him it's heartbreaking to watch."
"I think it's more heartbreaking for Damon. She was his princess, and now she doesn't want anything to do with him. It's killing him inside."
Elena nodded. "I know. I just don't know what to do. I want everything to return to normal."
Bonnie nodded, her eyes damp with tears. "Me too."
***
Tears escaped Damon's eyes for the fifth time that day. He hated that his family was afraid of him. He hated Klaus and everything that he did. But most of all he hated himself for what he did to them. His little girl was no longer his baby princess anymore. He could never throw her playfully into the air and hear her squeals of laughter. He could never hold her in his arms while she cried after having a bad dream. He couldn't do anything for her and it absolutely killed him. He was the nightmare that haunted her now. He caused her pain every time they would look at each other. He was a reminder of what his possessed body did to her.
He walked past a wall, glaring coldly at it as the sound of his fist breaking the concrete stone echoed throughout the house. He'd do anything to end their suffering. But there was only one option he had but he wasn't sure if he could go through with it.
The sound of the car parking in the driveway alerted Damon and he knew he had to make a fast decision. The pitiful sounds of his daughter's crying from his bedroom broke his heart, and soon he made up his mind. It was one of the most hardest things he ever had to do, and he would hate himself forever for it. But it had to be done.
The door to the Salvatore mansion opened and Elena walked in, dropping her purse on the couch and going straight to Delena's room. The talk with Bonnie had really helped her and gave her a renewed sense if hope. Her and Damon would get past this just like they have gotten past anything in their relationship. She could feel it in her bones as she walked up the stairs to Delena's room. She opened the door and a wave of relief but concern washed over her when she saw her daughter perfectly fine except for the fact that her face was red and puffy. "Delena, what's wrong honey?"
Delena looked up to see her mother standing there and she quickly jumped off the bed and ran into her mother's arms, crying and sobbing into her chest. "Momma, I-I was so scarwed!"
"Shh..." Elena cooed the wailing child as she sat down in the rocking chair and rocked Delena until she was calm. "Tell me what happened that got you so upset."
Delena looked up at Elena before wiping off her tears and started talking. "Well, I went to see if you were here because I had another bad dream and all I saw was Daddy."
Elena sighed, running her fingers through Delena's frazzled hair. "Was Daddy the bad dream?"
Delena nodded. "Yes. He was hitting me and telling me that he no love me anymore."
Elena fought back the tears that were threatening to spill. "Now sweetheart," Elena began, turning Delena's head so she was facing her, "you know that Daddy loves you very much and that there was a bad man inside of Daddy doing all of those things to you. That wasn't really him angel."
"But he still scares me." Delena sniffled, burying her head into the crock of Elena's neck.
"I know he does baby." Elena softly replied, rubbing her daughter's back until she fell asleep. She knew how traumatic that had been for her and that it wasn't going to be easy for such a small child to overcome so easily. She had been scarred beyond belief. It was torture seeing her daughter scared to be in her own house and near Damon, who loved her more then anything and tried so hard to fix the damage that Klaus had done.
Carefully, she eased herself up and placed the child back into her bed, covering her up with her pink blankets that were decorated with princesses and fairies. Elena planted one last kiss on Delena's forehead before walking out of the room. A crystal tear made its way down her face as she closed the door, walking to her room that she just resumed sharing with Damon again. For weeks he had slept in the guest room before she was conformable letting him back into her room. Just as she crossed the threshold, her eyes immediately landed on Damon sitting on her bed, looking straight ahead at nothing with a blank look on his face. He didn't even acknowledge her presence as she walked closer to him. "Damon?" she spoke timidly, edging even closer to his statue like body.
But he didn't even bat an eye at her words. His whole body looked as if to be suspended in time. Elena took a deep breath. "Damon, we need to talk."
Finally, his eyes slithered in her direction for a fraction of a second before returning to staring at the wall. "About what? There's nothing to talk about."
Elena couldn't believe how broken his voice sounded. He sounded so weak and venerable. Her heart shattered into pieces. She couldn't stand seeing him like this. "Damon please, I need to talk about this as much as you do too."
"I said there's nothing to talk about!" Damon snapped, glaring his icy daggers in Elena's direction.
Elena jumped, seeing the anguish and pain that Damon's crystal blue orbs held. She just wanted to take all of his suffering away. "Damon, I just want to help you. It kills me to see you like this. It kills me!"
In a flash, Damon was standing infront of Elena, his angry breathing coming out in short breaths. "And did you ever think about what I'm going through? Huh? Everyday that I'm with you and Delena it's just a reminder of how much I hurt the both of you! I can't live with what I've done!"
Tears ran down Elena's cheeks in waves as she grabbed Damon's head firmly and held it in place as she looked deep into his eyes. "Damon, we are going to get through this. If we give up then Klaus wins, and we can't let that happen."
"Klaus is dead Elena." Damon spat out. "He wins either way. He wanted to die so I would have to live with the guilt. This is how he got his revenge on me, by making me feel guilt everyday that I'm breathing. Everyday that I see you is a reminder of the monster that I really am."
"You are not a monster Damon!" Elena particularly yelled in his face. "You are so much more then that. You have changed so drastically over the years it's not even funny! You are not the same ruthless killer that came to Mystic Falls, hell bent on destroying everything. You have us Damon. We are your family and we will always stay by your side through thick and thin."
Damon stared at Elena for a moment, processing what she just said. He shook his head sadly. "Even if you never leave me, how am I supposed to face everyday of looking into your eyes and seeing the hurt and pain that I caused you. The scars on your body may have disappeared but the memory of me hurting you will never go away. Even if I compelled you, I would have to live with the pain everyday, knowing that I hurt you and our child. Delena can't even look at me without crying and running away, and you know what? I don't blame her! She has way more sense then you do. At least she's able to know when something is dangerous and to stay as far away from them as possible!"
Elena looked into Damon's eyes, pleasing with him to listen to her. "She's just a baby Damon! She doesn't understand! She's traumatized beyond belief and it's all because of Klaus! Why can't you see that NONE of this your fault and that you have nothing to feel guilty for!"
Damon's blue waves soon calmed and his eyes softened, his voice taking on a different tone. "I could've stopped it Elena, but I was just too weak. I let my weakness win and therefore you got hurt. I can never forgive myself for it."
Elena gripped Damon's shoulders tightly, looking him dead in the eye. "No, you didn't. Klaus was just too strong for you. You gave it your all. You tried everything in your power to save Delena and I but you failed. That's all that matters is that you protected us to the best of your ability. If you hadn't broken free of the chains, Klaus would still be in there, hurting us and maybe even killing us if he wanted to. You saved us Damon. You have nothing to feel guilty about."
Tears fell down Damon's face as he looked into Elena's eyes and saw the buried pain that she kept hidden behind the chocolate orbs. He knew that he was the cause of everything. He just wanted them to live a happy life, even if he couldn't be apart of it. At least he knew that they were happy. "I'm so sorry Elena. I don't say it enough but I love you so much. But this, this right here is destroying me. I can't bear to see another ounce of pain on your face. Which is why I'm leaving Mystic Falls and never coming back. You'll be happier that way."
Damon's head snapped to the side as Elena's hand connected to his face. Tears cling to her reddened cheeks as salt water splattered onto the floor. "How could you even say that Damon? How will I be happier without you in my life? You're the one that gave me life, that gave me a reason to go on after I broke up with Stefan and found out that I was needed to break the curse. You helped me move above and beyond that and I became a better person. I need you Damon. Don't you dare leave me."
Damon stared into Elena's pleading eyes and his heart broke even more at what he was about to do. He couldn't bear the rejection of his daughter and the pain in her eyes whenever she looked at him, knowing that he was the cause of it. He couldn't even look at Elena without being taken back into that basement where he raped her infront of his daughter. Every time he looked at her all he saw was her pained expression and heard her horrid cries as he rammed himself inside of her, making her bleed and making her feel an abundance amount of pain. He knew he shouldn't feel guilty but the guilt was still there, eating away at him and reminding him who he really was. There wasn't a second that went by where he wished he lying somewhere dead. He looked into Elena's pleading eyes and watery face, letting a single tear slide down his face. "Elena, I can't stand this anymore. The pain, it's just too much. How can I live with myself for what I did? To you? To Delena? I broke nearly every bone in her body when we were in that basement. I tortured you for hours and didn't feed you for days. I whipped you with chains until you back was bleeding and raw. I threw my own child into the fucking celling and laughed as she screamed bloody murder and then I rammed her into the wall until her face was particularly deformed! Then, just like that you forgive my actions in mere weeks? Months?" Damon paced back and forth from one wall to the other until he turned to Elena, his entire frame looking completely shattered. "I don't deserve someone as forgiving as you. I shouldn't even be standing here right now. I should be buried six feet under just like Klaus is! I don't deserve my undead life after everything that I've done."
Elena shook her head as she closed the space between them and crashed her lips into his. Damon was taken aback but quickly started kissing back, running his hands through her hair. He held her head gently in his hands as he deepened the kiss. He savored this moment of joy because it would be the last one he ever shared with her. Slowly, he laid her down gently on the bed and trailed kisses from her chest all the way to her lips. Elena grabbed a fistful of Damon's hair and yanked it back forcefully, looking at him with tears shining like the twinkling stars. "You are not leaving me Damon. I love you too much to just give up on everything. We can work through this like we always have."
Damon didn't respond, instead he pried her fingers out of his hair and pinned them to the bed while straddling her legs. He leaned down and kissed her furiously and roughly, keeping his eyes locked onto her face that was scrunched up in pleasure. He felt his fangs elongate and bit into Elena's neck, piercing into the creamy skin and wounding his arms around Elena's neck. Elena moaned in pleasure, not noticing Damon unclasping the vervain necklace from her neck and using his vampire speed, he hid it in his pocket out of sight. His eyes burned with flaming hot tears that begged to be released and run down his face. He couldn't believe what he was about to do. Ever so carefully, Damon pulled away from Elena's neck and bit into his wrist, rubbing his blood across the wound so that it would heal instantly. He didn't want Elena to have a reminder of him. She didn't need it. Elena watched him as he got off of her and put his clothes back on with a quizzed expression. "Damon, what are you doing?"
Damon sighed as he put the last article of clothing on and turned to Elena, instantly cupping her cheeks with his hands. He couldn't hold in the tears anymore and they fell from his face, burning his skin as they went. But this was nothing compared to the pain that he was feeling in his shattered heart. Elena watched with morbid shock as his tears dripped off his face one by one, hitting the floor like marble balls. "I'm so sorry Elena. I don't want to do this, but I have to." Elena wanted to pull him in for a hug and console him, but for some reason she was frozen in place, unable to move as Damon looked deep into her eyes, his eyes dilating. "You are going to forget everything."
She looked down at her neck and to her horror, discovered that her necklace was gone. Elena could feel her mind screaming at Damon, begging to stop him but it was too late. Her eyes widened and soon she was floating on a cloud with two shining blue eyes filling up her vision. "I am going to forget everything." Elena repeated in a trance, her mind completely blank as Damon's mind compulsion took over her body.
More tears fell from Damon's eyes as he continued. He hated himself so much but he knew this had to be done. It was the only way Elena could go on living her life without being reminded of the one that caused her so much pain. "You are going to forget me, our relationship, our love, everything. You are going to forget everything you once knew about Damon Salvatore. You won't even remember his name or knew that he even existed. Delena had a father, but he died a long time ago."
Damon finished his compulsion and took one last look at the woman that made him human, made him who he is. He didn't want to leave her but it was for the best. She could move on with life and hopefully find a normal person that could make her happy. She wouldn't have to deal with the supernatural anymore after he was gone. "God I love you so much. You have no idea how much this is killing me, but it has to be done so you can finally be free of me and move on with your life. God I wish you didn't have to forget this, but you do. Goodbye Elena." Damon placed one last kiss on Elena's head before he vanished, never to be seen or heard from again.
The end
I got a little emotional while writing this but I hoped it turned out to be good! God I just can't believe Damon! But I totally see his point of wanting to leave Elena and Delena. Still, I teared up.
Anyways, please leave your review (even if you're gonna hate me). I'm thinking about writing a sequel to this where it takes place three years later and Damon returns to Mystic Falls because his brother needs his help dealing with a new vampire threat. But then he sees Elena and all that buried emotion comes rushing back to the surface and he regrets what he did to her three years ago. I may not write it just because I have a ton of other stories to finish, but once I have the time I might actually write a sequel. Depends how many people want me to.
Anyways, please review! I enjoyed writing this so much and I love all of your reviews! They keep me going to write more! Thank you all:)
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Delena Chapter 11
Delena Chapter 11 The Plan
A/N: I've been thinking about this and a couple people have requested it so I'm gonna do a chapter in Damon's POV. Hope you enjoy!
Damon's POV
I wanted to scream. I wanted to kill something. I wanted to do anything then feel this pain in my undead heart. The pain burned like fire inside of me. I have never felt so guilt ridden in my entire life.
Elena. I can never forgive myself for what i did. I can't forgive myself for being so weak and not being about to protect the two most important people in my life. I hated myself for it. I don't deserve someone like her.
I looked out into the damp, wet thickens of the woods. The leaves cluttered together in a wet hump and the wind blew harshly around me. I stared out into the dark abyss, watching the darkness crawl around me.
"I hate him." My daughter's words repeated like an endless record in my head. She has every right to hate me. I treated her so terribly. I don't deserve her or Elena, who had foolishly tried to tell me that it wasn't me who did that to her. If I hadn't been so weak then none of this would've happened. I feel so powerless when he has control over me, I hate it. I hate Klaus with a burning passion that I have never felt towards anyone. Not even Katherine.
I gasped in shock as I was being pulled violently out of my mind and shoved to the ground. I glared daggers as I looked up into the amused face of Klaus, hand on a stake. I closed my eyes as fire engulfed my body.
***
Elena's POV
After putting Delena to sleep, I walked back into the living room where Katherine, Stefan, and Bonnie stood. Bonnie was flipping through her spell book and Stefan and Katherine were watching her intently. "Anything yet?" I asked, sitting next to Stefan.
He shook his head. "No not yet. Bonnie is still trying to find a spell to remove the burn but it is not easy. According to legend, Klaus's mark is nearly impossible to remove. It took all of Emily's power to remove it from Katherine's body and she died in the process. But with two witches on our side, it should be a little easier."
I blinked in confusion. "Two witches?"
"My cousin Lucy is coming over. She's going to help us." Bonnie replied as she flipped to the last page and found what she was looking for. "Here it is. The spell that will free Damon from Klaus's control."
I stood up and quickly walked over to her, looking down at the book then back up at her. "Are you sure that this will work?"
Bonnie nodded, looking at all of us with dead serious eyes. "It will work. This is the same spell Emily used to get Klaus out of Katherine's mind. With the combined effort of Lucy and I, we can't fail."
I nodded, wishing I could be as optimistic but I found little strength to do so. Bonnie took my hands and looked me in the eyes. Her brown eyes were so full of determination and confidence I couldn't look away. "Elena, Damon will be back soon. I promise Emily and I will get Klaus gone for good."
"Thanks Bonnie." I replied while smiling.
A loud knock at the door grabbed our attention as Bonnie went to answer it. I sat down besides Stefan and Katherine and waited for Bonnie. After a few minutes, she walked in with Lucy trailing behind her. Lucy smiled as she greeted us and stood next to Bonnie, looking at the spell that was on the page. "Well, this is going to be hard to do but with two Bennett witches it should be easier."
"What exactly are you going to do?" I asked nervously. I was still worried about this. I knew I shouldn't be. I was more worried about the aftermath then anything else. How would Damon act towards us? Will our lives return to normal? But more importantly, will I be able to look at him the same way I used to? No, there was no doubt in my mind that I would never give up on him, after all we have been through. He loved me and I loved him. I wasn't about to let Klaus destroy that.
"We need to get him trapped first. A room will do just fine. Then once he's in the room we have to get him still and perform the spell. It may take awhile and Damon has to be completely still for it to work. Which means, we need an abundant amount of vervain and stakes. Once we remove the mark, Damon will be free of Klaus."
I nodded, taking all of this in. There was so many things we had to do, but luring Damon into a room while under the control of Klaus is the hardest task. He won't come easily. I had to improvise. We had to get rid of Klaus. "When do we do this?"
"Tonight." Lucy replied adamantly, looking over at Bonnie who nodded.
"Let's do this." Katherine said while looking over at Stefan. "He needs to pay."
Stefan nodded, making eye contact with me. I smiled. We were going to make Klaus pay.
***
The sky darkened noticeably as Lucy, Bonnie, and I made our way towards the boarding house. I exchanged a worried glance at Bonnie but Lucy just smiled encouragingly at me. "You can do it Elena."
"Ok." I turned around and barely rapped on the hard wood door. I tensed as I heard footsteps and jumped back as the door slammed open, revealing Damon. He looked pissed.
As soon as his eyes landed on me, a wicked smile formed on his face. I put on a brave face to try and not appear like I was scared. "Hello Damon, or should I say Klaus."
"Elena." he breathed out, eyeing me hungrily. "It's been too long."
I nodded, letting a dark smile cross my face as well. He stared at me in confusion before a pained look crossed his face. "What the hell?" He glared at me steely as he held his forehead in pain.
I smiled. "If you want the pain to stop then I suggest you come with me. If you don't then the pain will continue."
"You little-" he gasped out as he groaned, almost dropping to his knees. "Alright, I'll go with you. Then I'm going to enjoy tearing you apart piece by piece."
"If you say so." I grinned at him as I walked off of the Salvatore property and a couple blocks down the street. I could feel Damon's breath hitting my face every step but I ignored it and kept walking until I reached an old abandoned warehouse. The coat was a faded gray color and it looked a bit rusted, like no one had lived in it for atleast a year. It was perfect.
Damon eyed me suspiciously as I opened the warehouse door and quickly walked inside, turning around to face Damon. "Well, aren't you going to come inside?"
A sneer spread across Damon's face and he laughed evilly. "You seriously think I'm that stupid to fall for an obvious trap?"
I let a small smile cross my face as Stefan appeared behind Damon with a stake gun. "Actually yes, I do."
The sound of air whooshing and Damon's screams filled the quiet sky. Stefan quickly grabbed a vervain dart and stabbed it into Damon's stomach, causing him to drop to the floor. I watched as Katherine reached down and helped carry Damon inside and laid him down in the middle of three candles that formed the outline of a triangle. Lucy soon came out with Bonnie and grabbed Damon's wrist with the mark. I watched as they coated it in white powder and gently laid it down onto the ground.
Bonnie opened the spell book and stood by Lucy, linking their hands together. I watched as the flames rose dramatically. The white powder ignited on Damon's skin and suffused the mark, slowly growing more intense by the second.
***
Klaus screamed in agonizing pain as he fell to the floor, his control over Damon slipping away quickly. Damon's eyes snapped open and broke the chains that held him bound to the wall in half, walking over to the fallen Klaus and kicked him hard in the face, knocking him backwards. "Payback's a bitch, isn't it?"
Damon's smirk soon faded to one of confusion as Klaus threw his head back and laughed insanely. "You seriously think that you have won? Fool, this is only the beginning of your pain! You may have gotten rid of me but no one will forget the horrid things that you did! They will haunt you forever. Every time you look at them you will become crippled with explicable amount of pain. You may be able to erase their memories of what happened, but you can't erase your own. No matter how much you try to block them out they will still be there, reminding you of the monster that you really are."
Damon growled as he glared at Klaus. He knew that he was right; he would never escape the horrors of what he did. He had been too weak and let Klaus get to him. His eyes narrowed as he gripped Klaus's neck. "Get the hell out of my body!"
Klaus screamed as a white light enveloped his body. Damon let go of his neck and watched as he sizzled and burned. Rotting flesh dripped off and fell as Klaus was slowly being destroyed. Damon continued to watch until his body completely dispersed into nothing but ashes. "At last, it's over." Damon closed his eyes as he could feel himself regaining control of his functions. But even though Klaus was gone, his words remained stuck in Damon's head. How would he redeem himself after what "he" did? Damon didn't know how he was going to get his family back, but he wasn't going to give up without a fight.
***
Elena's POV
The fire on Damon's wrist died down, dissolving into nothing. The mark that Klaus left was no longer there. Tears of joy filled my eyes as I turned to Lucy and Bonnie who were smirking triumphantly. "It's done." They whispered.
My gaze reverted back to Damon who seemed to be coming to. His eye lids fluttered open, revealing the vast pools of blue that I always loved to get lost in. He slowly started to get up, wincing in pain from the vervain that Stefan injected in him. I wasted no time in running over to him and tackling him in a hug. Tears leaked from my eyes and ran down my face, splattering onto Damon's chest. He just pulled me closer to his body and breathed in my scent, seemingly enjoying it. "Shhh." he hushed me softly, rubbing my back up and down in a soothing manner.
My sobs soon died down and I looked up into his beautiful face. His eyes were swimming with concealed joy and happiness that only I was allowed to see. The pads of his thumbs came up and stroked my face softly as the tears vanished. I snuggled into his warm embrace, feeling his hand creep up and massage my hair. "I missed you so much." I choked out as new tears began to form.
"I missed you too." he replied, looking down at my eyes, laced with happiness but also a mixture of pain.
I nodded, not wanting to say anymore for fear that I might have a nervous breakdown. We just held each other, silently comforting one another. I nuzzled my head into the crook of his arm, one of my favorite places to be whenever I need consoling. I felt a kiss on top of my forehead and then my feet suddenly flew up off the ground. Before I knew it I was in Damon's arms, held protectively against his rock hard body. Suddenly, my mind begin flashing images in my head, images that I hoped to never see again. I gasped out in shock and looked up at Damon, silently pleading with my eyes to put me down.
Reluctantly, Damon complied with my wishes and set me down, that heartbreaking look of remorse never leaving his stony features. "Damon," I began but he cut me off with a wave of his hand.
"I know, Elena. You need some time to yourself, sometime to reflect on everything that has been happening." I gaped at him for a few seconds before taking his calloused hands in mine, stroking them lovingly.
"It's going to be ok Damon. Everything is going to be ok. I love you, and I always will. Nothing is going to change that."
"I know." Damon replied softly, but somehow I knew he was being doubtful.
I looked around the warehouse that we were in, noticing for the first time that everyone left; probably to give us some time alone. I sighed as I looked into those pained blue orbs. "I just need some time alone, and I'm pretty sure Delena does too." Ever so carefully, I leaned in and planted a soft kiss on Damon's lips, lingering there for a few minutes before pulling away and walking towards the steel door.
I turned around and looked back at Damon just standing there. He looked so defeated, so crushed. I wanted to tell him that I wasn't scared of him, that I didn't have nightmares every night about him, or that every time I was held against him it didn't remind me of being in the basement, listening to my own screams as well as my daughter's. But he did, and the best thing right now is to stay away from him, no matter how painful it is. But we would be together soon, that I was sure of.
A/N: Finally, Klaus is gone! But will it leave permanent scars on Elena and Delena? And how will Damon overcome his tremendous guilt? Review to find out!
Note: I would like to point out that I may or may not post the final chapter on Monday. It depends if I have enough ideas. But if I can't come up with anything else, then I will post the final chapter tomorrow. Thank you ALL for reading and reviewing! This is my most reviewed story I have so far and I love your respond! Once again thank you so much!
A/N: I've been thinking about this and a couple people have requested it so I'm gonna do a chapter in Damon's POV. Hope you enjoy!
Damon's POV
I wanted to scream. I wanted to kill something. I wanted to do anything then feel this pain in my undead heart. The pain burned like fire inside of me. I have never felt so guilt ridden in my entire life.
Elena. I can never forgive myself for what i did. I can't forgive myself for being so weak and not being about to protect the two most important people in my life. I hated myself for it. I don't deserve someone like her.
I looked out into the damp, wet thickens of the woods. The leaves cluttered together in a wet hump and the wind blew harshly around me. I stared out into the dark abyss, watching the darkness crawl around me.
"I hate him." My daughter's words repeated like an endless record in my head. She has every right to hate me. I treated her so terribly. I don't deserve her or Elena, who had foolishly tried to tell me that it wasn't me who did that to her. If I hadn't been so weak then none of this would've happened. I feel so powerless when he has control over me, I hate it. I hate Klaus with a burning passion that I have never felt towards anyone. Not even Katherine.
I gasped in shock as I was being pulled violently out of my mind and shoved to the ground. I glared daggers as I looked up into the amused face of Klaus, hand on a stake. I closed my eyes as fire engulfed my body.
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Elena's POV
After putting Delena to sleep, I walked back into the living room where Katherine, Stefan, and Bonnie stood. Bonnie was flipping through her spell book and Stefan and Katherine were watching her intently. "Anything yet?" I asked, sitting next to Stefan.
He shook his head. "No not yet. Bonnie is still trying to find a spell to remove the burn but it is not easy. According to legend, Klaus's mark is nearly impossible to remove. It took all of Emily's power to remove it from Katherine's body and she died in the process. But with two witches on our side, it should be a little easier."
I blinked in confusion. "Two witches?"
"My cousin Lucy is coming over. She's going to help us." Bonnie replied as she flipped to the last page and found what she was looking for. "Here it is. The spell that will free Damon from Klaus's control."
I stood up and quickly walked over to her, looking down at the book then back up at her. "Are you sure that this will work?"
Bonnie nodded, looking at all of us with dead serious eyes. "It will work. This is the same spell Emily used to get Klaus out of Katherine's mind. With the combined effort of Lucy and I, we can't fail."
I nodded, wishing I could be as optimistic but I found little strength to do so. Bonnie took my hands and looked me in the eyes. Her brown eyes were so full of determination and confidence I couldn't look away. "Elena, Damon will be back soon. I promise Emily and I will get Klaus gone for good."
"Thanks Bonnie." I replied while smiling.
A loud knock at the door grabbed our attention as Bonnie went to answer it. I sat down besides Stefan and Katherine and waited for Bonnie. After a few minutes, she walked in with Lucy trailing behind her. Lucy smiled as she greeted us and stood next to Bonnie, looking at the spell that was on the page. "Well, this is going to be hard to do but with two Bennett witches it should be easier."
"What exactly are you going to do?" I asked nervously. I was still worried about this. I knew I shouldn't be. I was more worried about the aftermath then anything else. How would Damon act towards us? Will our lives return to normal? But more importantly, will I be able to look at him the same way I used to? No, there was no doubt in my mind that I would never give up on him, after all we have been through. He loved me and I loved him. I wasn't about to let Klaus destroy that.
"We need to get him trapped first. A room will do just fine. Then once he's in the room we have to get him still and perform the spell. It may take awhile and Damon has to be completely still for it to work. Which means, we need an abundant amount of vervain and stakes. Once we remove the mark, Damon will be free of Klaus."
I nodded, taking all of this in. There was so many things we had to do, but luring Damon into a room while under the control of Klaus is the hardest task. He won't come easily. I had to improvise. We had to get rid of Klaus. "When do we do this?"
"Tonight." Lucy replied adamantly, looking over at Bonnie who nodded.
"Let's do this." Katherine said while looking over at Stefan. "He needs to pay."
Stefan nodded, making eye contact with me. I smiled. We were going to make Klaus pay.
***
The sky darkened noticeably as Lucy, Bonnie, and I made our way towards the boarding house. I exchanged a worried glance at Bonnie but Lucy just smiled encouragingly at me. "You can do it Elena."
"Ok." I turned around and barely rapped on the hard wood door. I tensed as I heard footsteps and jumped back as the door slammed open, revealing Damon. He looked pissed.
As soon as his eyes landed on me, a wicked smile formed on his face. I put on a brave face to try and not appear like I was scared. "Hello Damon, or should I say Klaus."
"Elena." he breathed out, eyeing me hungrily. "It's been too long."
I nodded, letting a dark smile cross my face as well. He stared at me in confusion before a pained look crossed his face. "What the hell?" He glared at me steely as he held his forehead in pain.
I smiled. "If you want the pain to stop then I suggest you come with me. If you don't then the pain will continue."
"You little-" he gasped out as he groaned, almost dropping to his knees. "Alright, I'll go with you. Then I'm going to enjoy tearing you apart piece by piece."
"If you say so." I grinned at him as I walked off of the Salvatore property and a couple blocks down the street. I could feel Damon's breath hitting my face every step but I ignored it and kept walking until I reached an old abandoned warehouse. The coat was a faded gray color and it looked a bit rusted, like no one had lived in it for atleast a year. It was perfect.
Damon eyed me suspiciously as I opened the warehouse door and quickly walked inside, turning around to face Damon. "Well, aren't you going to come inside?"
A sneer spread across Damon's face and he laughed evilly. "You seriously think I'm that stupid to fall for an obvious trap?"
I let a small smile cross my face as Stefan appeared behind Damon with a stake gun. "Actually yes, I do."
The sound of air whooshing and Damon's screams filled the quiet sky. Stefan quickly grabbed a vervain dart and stabbed it into Damon's stomach, causing him to drop to the floor. I watched as Katherine reached down and helped carry Damon inside and laid him down in the middle of three candles that formed the outline of a triangle. Lucy soon came out with Bonnie and grabbed Damon's wrist with the mark. I watched as they coated it in white powder and gently laid it down onto the ground.
Bonnie opened the spell book and stood by Lucy, linking their hands together. I watched as the flames rose dramatically. The white powder ignited on Damon's skin and suffused the mark, slowly growing more intense by the second.
***
Klaus screamed in agonizing pain as he fell to the floor, his control over Damon slipping away quickly. Damon's eyes snapped open and broke the chains that held him bound to the wall in half, walking over to the fallen Klaus and kicked him hard in the face, knocking him backwards. "Payback's a bitch, isn't it?"
Damon's smirk soon faded to one of confusion as Klaus threw his head back and laughed insanely. "You seriously think that you have won? Fool, this is only the beginning of your pain! You may have gotten rid of me but no one will forget the horrid things that you did! They will haunt you forever. Every time you look at them you will become crippled with explicable amount of pain. You may be able to erase their memories of what happened, but you can't erase your own. No matter how much you try to block them out they will still be there, reminding you of the monster that you really are."
Damon growled as he glared at Klaus. He knew that he was right; he would never escape the horrors of what he did. He had been too weak and let Klaus get to him. His eyes narrowed as he gripped Klaus's neck. "Get the hell out of my body!"
Klaus screamed as a white light enveloped his body. Damon let go of his neck and watched as he sizzled and burned. Rotting flesh dripped off and fell as Klaus was slowly being destroyed. Damon continued to watch until his body completely dispersed into nothing but ashes. "At last, it's over." Damon closed his eyes as he could feel himself regaining control of his functions. But even though Klaus was gone, his words remained stuck in Damon's head. How would he redeem himself after what "he" did? Damon didn't know how he was going to get his family back, but he wasn't going to give up without a fight.
***
Elena's POV
The fire on Damon's wrist died down, dissolving into nothing. The mark that Klaus left was no longer there. Tears of joy filled my eyes as I turned to Lucy and Bonnie who were smirking triumphantly. "It's done." They whispered.
My gaze reverted back to Damon who seemed to be coming to. His eye lids fluttered open, revealing the vast pools of blue that I always loved to get lost in. He slowly started to get up, wincing in pain from the vervain that Stefan injected in him. I wasted no time in running over to him and tackling him in a hug. Tears leaked from my eyes and ran down my face, splattering onto Damon's chest. He just pulled me closer to his body and breathed in my scent, seemingly enjoying it. "Shhh." he hushed me softly, rubbing my back up and down in a soothing manner.
My sobs soon died down and I looked up into his beautiful face. His eyes were swimming with concealed joy and happiness that only I was allowed to see. The pads of his thumbs came up and stroked my face softly as the tears vanished. I snuggled into his warm embrace, feeling his hand creep up and massage my hair. "I missed you so much." I choked out as new tears began to form.
"I missed you too." he replied, looking down at my eyes, laced with happiness but also a mixture of pain.
I nodded, not wanting to say anymore for fear that I might have a nervous breakdown. We just held each other, silently comforting one another. I nuzzled my head into the crook of his arm, one of my favorite places to be whenever I need consoling. I felt a kiss on top of my forehead and then my feet suddenly flew up off the ground. Before I knew it I was in Damon's arms, held protectively against his rock hard body. Suddenly, my mind begin flashing images in my head, images that I hoped to never see again. I gasped out in shock and looked up at Damon, silently pleading with my eyes to put me down.
Reluctantly, Damon complied with my wishes and set me down, that heartbreaking look of remorse never leaving his stony features. "Damon," I began but he cut me off with a wave of his hand.
"I know, Elena. You need some time to yourself, sometime to reflect on everything that has been happening." I gaped at him for a few seconds before taking his calloused hands in mine, stroking them lovingly.
"It's going to be ok Damon. Everything is going to be ok. I love you, and I always will. Nothing is going to change that."
"I know." Damon replied softly, but somehow I knew he was being doubtful.
I looked around the warehouse that we were in, noticing for the first time that everyone left; probably to give us some time alone. I sighed as I looked into those pained blue orbs. "I just need some time alone, and I'm pretty sure Delena does too." Ever so carefully, I leaned in and planted a soft kiss on Damon's lips, lingering there for a few minutes before pulling away and walking towards the steel door.
I turned around and looked back at Damon just standing there. He looked so defeated, so crushed. I wanted to tell him that I wasn't scared of him, that I didn't have nightmares every night about him, or that every time I was held against him it didn't remind me of being in the basement, listening to my own screams as well as my daughter's. But he did, and the best thing right now is to stay away from him, no matter how painful it is. But we would be together soon, that I was sure of.
A/N: Finally, Klaus is gone! But will it leave permanent scars on Elena and Delena? And how will Damon overcome his tremendous guilt? Review to find out!
Note: I would like to point out that I may or may not post the final chapter on Monday. It depends if I have enough ideas. But if I can't come up with anything else, then I will post the final chapter tomorrow. Thank you ALL for reading and reviewing! This is my most reviewed story I have so far and I love your respond! Once again thank you so much!
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Delena Chapter 10
Delena Chapter 10
Elena's POV
My eyes slowly fluttered open and I slowly sat up in shock, looking around the room I was in and then at my body. I was fully clothed, wearing a pink shirt with skinny jeans. I slowly climbed off the bed I was on with surprising ease. All the pain I was feeling before had vanished and my strength has returned. Who saved me? Where was Delena? Was she safe? All these thoughts and more ran through my head as I ran my hand lightly on the golden top of the huge dresser.
I snapped my head up as the closed door infront of me opened, revealing my savior. My breath got caught in my throat as I stared into his lit up emerald eyes, unable to tear my gaze away as one word left my mouth. "Stefan."
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No one's POV
The possessed Damon groaned angrily as he awoke, finding himself chained to the wall and the smell of vervain was strong. That bitch! He screamed in his mind as he tugged on the chains. Almost instantly, a bucket full of vervain fell and hit him square in the face. Loud sizing sounds could be heard followed by agonizing screams. He growled viscously and waited for the burning pain to wither away, while thinking of horrid things that he could do to Elena. His eyes squeezed shut in unbearable pain as the vervain became too much for him and he blacked out.
Damon groaned as he slowly climbed to his feet, the effects of being poisoned by the vervain still lingered but he fought through it as he rose to his feet. Darkness suffused him but having his vampire senses he was able to pierce through the darkness with his shining blue orbs. His eyes widened when he saw Klaus's body lying in the center of his brain, passed out. And from the feel of it he was too. A small smirk lit up Damon's face as he closed his eyes and reconnected himself to his normal bodily controls. Life surged through him and his body glowed slightly. He had never felt so happy to be back in control of his actions in his life.
Soon, searing pain lit his body on fire and he let out a small scream, feeling the strong affects of vervain on his outer shell. He squeezed his eyes shut and fought through it, forcing his body to wake up. "I have to do this. For Elena. For Delena. I have to push through this pain and I'll be able to see them again." With one final scream of pure agony and scorching pain of fire, Damon willed his body awake and broke free of the chains. His eyes scanned the basement that he was in, all of the memories of what his possessed body did hit him full force. His eyes widened as his body shook with anger, revulsion, and pure disgust. The screams of Elena and Delena rang in his head like a broken record, reminding him of what he did to them.
A choked sob broke through his lips at this realization. He couldn't believe what he did. He didn't want to believe it. But the memories and pain were still there, almost taunting him with what he did. A silent tear trickled down his face at the memory of his daughter screaming and pleading him to stop. The pain was almost too much to bear. He couldn't live with himself, knowing that they were suffering and it was all because of him.
There was no repairing the damage that was done, but he had to see Elena, even if she staked him in his non beating heart. He deserved whatever punishment he got. With one final look at the cause of his distraught, Damon vanished. "I'm coming Elena."
Elena's POV
I watched Stefan set a cup of steaming hot chocolate in my hands. I smiled up at him gratefully. "Thank you so much Stefan."
He smiled as he softly kissed my forehead. "Even though we aren't together, you know I still care about you."
I smiled softly at his words. He had a wonderful wife and beautiful little boy and yet his still cared for me like I was still his. Then, it hit me. Where was Delena? I looked up at him panicked for a moment before he laughed and answered my unasked question. "Relax, Delena is just fine. She's happily playing with Kefan and Katherine is watching them. We gave her some blood and she's just fine now."
"Thank god." I breathed, laying onto Stefan's chest, letting my tears spill over. Stefan looked deep into my eyes as he brushed away my tears and kissed my tear stained cheeks softly.
"Everything is going to be ok."
I nodded, wiping away the rest of my tears. My face became serious again as I took in his stoned face. "Stefan, that's not really Damon-"
"I know." Stefan whispered softly, stroking my hair in an attempt to keep my calm. "Damon would never do those horrid things to you. I knew something was up the second I knocked him off of Delena. He was completely cold, emotionless, everything that he was when he first arrived to town, only this was ten times worse."
"I know. It's Klaus. He for into his brain and took it over. He's the one who has been really doing this to us." I replied, keeping my eyes firmly fixed onto Stefan's face.
His eyes widened in shock. "I thought Damon killed him, but apparently I was wrong."
I nodded, tears gathering in my eyes once again. I had no idea what came over Damon until he managed to gain back some control and tell me that Klaus was pulling the strings. "I just want him back Stefan." I sobbed, unable to keep my spiraling emotions under control.
Stefan held me like a baby in his arms, murmuring consoling words in my ears. A feeling of protectiveness washed over me, something I haven't felt in a long time. I looked up into Stefan's burning green eyes and buried my face deeper into his chest as I spilled my heart out to him. He cradled my head in his arms and kissed the top of it softly. "Thank you." I managed to breathe out, regaining control of my emotions. I pulled away from him and quickly got off the bed, slipping on some converse that Stefan offered me and headed out the open door.
I walked until I reached the kitchen and saw Katherine there, opening the fridge and pulling out two juice boxes. She turned around and caught my stare. "Hello Elena." she smiled at me as she set the boxes on the table. "So I see Stefan got you out of your depression."
I laughed softly. "Something like that. I was really upset but Stefan helped me. I just hope that I can fix Damon before it's too late."
Katherine nodded, shutting the fridge and grabbing the juice. "I was just getting the kids a drink, would you like any?"
I nodded eagerly, suddenly feeling my mouth go dry and my stomach growl loudly. It had been days since I ate anything.
I took a sip of my hot chocolate as Katherine set a plate of sandwiches and chips infront of me. "I'll be back." Katherine said quickly as she disappeared down a narrow hallway. I chewed my food slowly, the knot in my stomach still hasn't gone away. Katherine came back moments later, taking a seat next to me and watched me eat. "It's hard, isn't it? Seeing the one you love abuse you?"
I nodded, keeping my eyes down on my food. "I just want to know why Klaus is doing this. Why us? Why did he come after us?"
Katherine stared intensely at me, her face forming a hard line. "He just likes to see people suffer, Elena. He sees enjoyment in people's pain. He has no heart, no remorse."
"I gathered that much." I replied, picking up a chip and biting into it. I turned to Katherine with fear in my eyes. "How are we supposed to stop him?"
Katherine sighed, looking at me seriously. "Sadly, you can't. Klaus is the oldest vampire of all time. He can never be taken down, even in spirit form. The only one who had ever taken him down was Emily, and that was when he possessed my body."
"He possessed you? Why?"
Katherine groaned. "To get back at me for running. It took all of Emily's power to destroy him and remove the burn from my hand. But later, Klaus was somehow reborn and is even stronger then ever."
My face drained of all its color. I stared agape at Katherine for the longest time before speaking. "How was he reborn?"
"By a very old witch who wanted him back. I will never understand witches." Katherine rolled her eyes and took my empty plate, placing it in the sink. She opened the fridge and pulled out a blood bag, grabbing the straw and taking a small sip before setting it on the counter and returning her eyes to mine. "We'll find a way to destroy him Elena. It may not be easy but it's surely not impossible."
I nodded, grateful for Katherine's words. They put me somewhat at ease but still didn't help my stomach become paralyzed by fear every time I thought of him. He was hurting everyone that I cared deeply about. Delena, Damon, and there's no doubt in my mind he will go after the rest of my family and friends too. He had to be stopped.
A knock at the door alerted me and I looked over at Katherine to see that she moved beside me, a look of fear flashed on her face before she recovered and ordered me to stay where I was. I nodded, watching Katherine speed over to the door and soon hushed voices were heard. I strained to hear what they were saying but they were speaking too low for human ears to hear.
Soon, footsteps were heard and Katherine emerged, her expression tedious as she motioned for someone to follow her. My breathing froze to a sudden halt as I stared at him standing there. My blood ran cold and the urge to scream was pushing at my lips but I held it in as I was captured by his turquoise eyes that were completely transformed. Sadness, fear, disgust, and a sliver of happiness shined through the stormy depths. "Damon." I breathed, wanting to run up to him and hug him. I wanted to feel his warm embrace that he reserved for Delena and I but for some reason my feet were glued to their spot and I couldn't move. I just stood there, frozen in place.
Then, it hit me. I was being held by fear, fear that he was going to hurt me. I tried to shake it off and tell myself that this was the real Damon but my body wouldn't listen to me. It stayed rooted to the spot on the tile floor, like some invisible force was holding it there and wouldn't let go. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of standing there and looking into each other's eyes, Damon finally spoke; in a voice so soft and weak I barely recognized it. "Elena, I'm so sorry."
My head spun at hearing his soft, caring voice. It had been awhile since I had heard that side of him. I opened my mouth to respond but no words came out. It was as if my mind and body were telling each other to ignore him for all the horrid things he did to me while my heart told me to talk to him. I opened my mouth to speak again when Damon cut me off. "I know you don't want to talk to me right now, but this is the only chance I may have to ever speak to you. I-" He stopped suddenly, his eyes seemed to be staring past me. I turned around and was shocked to see Delena standing there, her eyes frozen on Damon. Little rivers ran down her face as she broke out into hysterics, running towards me at full speed and wrapping her tiny arms around my waist. I stood there in shock for a full second before reaching down and holding the sobbing child close to my chest, murmuring words of contort to her. "Baby it's ok. Shh Daddy's not going to hurt you anymore."
Her gut wrenching sobs broke my heart as I held her protectively against my chest and looked back at Damon. The expression on his face was absolutely heartbreaking. It looked like someone just killed him. Well, technically he did. His were filled with so much guilt and pain that it was hard to even look at him for long. I turned away quickly so I wouldn't have a mental breakdown. That's the last thing Damon needs.
Tears fell from my eyes as I looked into Damon's wounded soul that used to hold so much pride and joy. All of that was gone now and replaced by nothing but anger and guilt. He hated himself for what he did to us, for how he treated us those past few days. But I had to make him understand that it wasn't his doing, it was Klaus's. "Damon," I spoke bravely, shifting Delena in my arms so she was in a more comfortable position, "this wasn't-"
"Don't you dare tell me that it wasn't my fault!" Damon snapped harshly. "I'm the one who did it, I was too damn weak against Klaus! It's my fault for not being strong enough to protect you!"
My body shook from his words. I never expected him to lash out like that. I knew he must be in immense pain from Klaus but he shouldn't blame himself for being weak. It wasn't his fault. None of this was his fault so why couldn't he see that? "Damon, this is not your fault!" I yelled with tears coursing down my face. "Can't you see that? Klaus did this. He wanted to break us. He wanted to destroy us. You were only trying to fight against him. You have nothing to feel ashamed about."
Damon growled as he disappeared and appeared inches within my face. Reflexively, I hugged Delena close to my body and looked into his ocean eyes that were filled with so much pain. The angry waves soon died down and he his face returned to its soft features. "Elena," he spoke so softly I was barely about to hear the words. "This is all on me. I let Klaus get to me. I let my cocky, badass, gloating side get the best of me in our fight. And what did that get me? It made my most horrid nightmare come to life. I've always feared this, ever since we had Delena. I always feared that I would say or do the wrong thing and you pay the consequences for it."
I watched as a gentle hand came up and softly brushed away all my tears that were mattered onto my face. I sobbed quietly as he pulled me into a hug, leaning into him the best I could while holding Delena who was shaking violently. Finally, we broke apart and I saw his eyes move down to Delena who was crying softly into my shirt. I gently moved her away and kissed her forehead lovingly while wiping away all of her tears. It hurt to see my baby in this much pain. I hated every second of it. "Sweetie, Daddy wants to talk to you."
I let out a gasp as Delena's watery gaze met mine. She choked out in a sob, "I no wanna talk to him. He bad. He hurt me. I hate him."
The sound of my heart shattering at her words was deafening. I couldn't believe that I would hear those words come from Delena's mouth but then again I half expected her to feel this way about him. I just didn't expect to hear the words said straight to my face, and Damon's too.
Fearing the worst, my eyes traveled up to Damon to see the same coldness in them. I gasped, fearing that Klaus had once again regained control, but relaxed as the cold shell fell apart and soon his pain fell from his eyes one by one. I wanted to do something, anything, to ease the pain he was feeling in his heart but there was nothing I could do. Those words would keep repeating themselves over and over in his head now.
"Elena." His voice was the weakest I heard it yet. If I didn't know any better then I would say he was crying. "You have to stay away from me. I have to stay away from you. I can no longer be apart in your life anymore."
I stared at his face for a moment before I gripped his fingers reassuringly, holding them firmly in my hands. "You won't be apart from us forever. Only until we get that monster out of you."
He stared at me for a long time, not saying anything. Finally, he leaned in and placed a kiss on my forehead. After exchanging a longing look at Delena, he turned on his heel and walked out the front door, slamming it behind him.
A/N: I hope this chapter makes up for the short one I posted yesterday. Please review!
Gosh, will Damon ever catch a break? And will Delena ever love him again? Will Klaus leave his body? Only way to find out is to review!:) Thank you for reading!
Elena's POV
My eyes slowly fluttered open and I slowly sat up in shock, looking around the room I was in and then at my body. I was fully clothed, wearing a pink shirt with skinny jeans. I slowly climbed off the bed I was on with surprising ease. All the pain I was feeling before had vanished and my strength has returned. Who saved me? Where was Delena? Was she safe? All these thoughts and more ran through my head as I ran my hand lightly on the golden top of the huge dresser.
I snapped my head up as the closed door infront of me opened, revealing my savior. My breath got caught in my throat as I stared into his lit up emerald eyes, unable to tear my gaze away as one word left my mouth. "Stefan."
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No one's POV
The possessed Damon groaned angrily as he awoke, finding himself chained to the wall and the smell of vervain was strong. That bitch! He screamed in his mind as he tugged on the chains. Almost instantly, a bucket full of vervain fell and hit him square in the face. Loud sizing sounds could be heard followed by agonizing screams. He growled viscously and waited for the burning pain to wither away, while thinking of horrid things that he could do to Elena. His eyes squeezed shut in unbearable pain as the vervain became too much for him and he blacked out.
Damon groaned as he slowly climbed to his feet, the effects of being poisoned by the vervain still lingered but he fought through it as he rose to his feet. Darkness suffused him but having his vampire senses he was able to pierce through the darkness with his shining blue orbs. His eyes widened when he saw Klaus's body lying in the center of his brain, passed out. And from the feel of it he was too. A small smirk lit up Damon's face as he closed his eyes and reconnected himself to his normal bodily controls. Life surged through him and his body glowed slightly. He had never felt so happy to be back in control of his actions in his life.
Soon, searing pain lit his body on fire and he let out a small scream, feeling the strong affects of vervain on his outer shell. He squeezed his eyes shut and fought through it, forcing his body to wake up. "I have to do this. For Elena. For Delena. I have to push through this pain and I'll be able to see them again." With one final scream of pure agony and scorching pain of fire, Damon willed his body awake and broke free of the chains. His eyes scanned the basement that he was in, all of the memories of what his possessed body did hit him full force. His eyes widened as his body shook with anger, revulsion, and pure disgust. The screams of Elena and Delena rang in his head like a broken record, reminding him of what he did to them.
A choked sob broke through his lips at this realization. He couldn't believe what he did. He didn't want to believe it. But the memories and pain were still there, almost taunting him with what he did. A silent tear trickled down his face at the memory of his daughter screaming and pleading him to stop. The pain was almost too much to bear. He couldn't live with himself, knowing that they were suffering and it was all because of him.
There was no repairing the damage that was done, but he had to see Elena, even if she staked him in his non beating heart. He deserved whatever punishment he got. With one final look at the cause of his distraught, Damon vanished. "I'm coming Elena."
Elena's POV
I watched Stefan set a cup of steaming hot chocolate in my hands. I smiled up at him gratefully. "Thank you so much Stefan."
He smiled as he softly kissed my forehead. "Even though we aren't together, you know I still care about you."
I smiled softly at his words. He had a wonderful wife and beautiful little boy and yet his still cared for me like I was still his. Then, it hit me. Where was Delena? I looked up at him panicked for a moment before he laughed and answered my unasked question. "Relax, Delena is just fine. She's happily playing with Kefan and Katherine is watching them. We gave her some blood and she's just fine now."
"Thank god." I breathed, laying onto Stefan's chest, letting my tears spill over. Stefan looked deep into my eyes as he brushed away my tears and kissed my tear stained cheeks softly.
"Everything is going to be ok."
I nodded, wiping away the rest of my tears. My face became serious again as I took in his stoned face. "Stefan, that's not really Damon-"
"I know." Stefan whispered softly, stroking my hair in an attempt to keep my calm. "Damon would never do those horrid things to you. I knew something was up the second I knocked him off of Delena. He was completely cold, emotionless, everything that he was when he first arrived to town, only this was ten times worse."
"I know. It's Klaus. He for into his brain and took it over. He's the one who has been really doing this to us." I replied, keeping my eyes firmly fixed onto Stefan's face.
His eyes widened in shock. "I thought Damon killed him, but apparently I was wrong."
I nodded, tears gathering in my eyes once again. I had no idea what came over Damon until he managed to gain back some control and tell me that Klaus was pulling the strings. "I just want him back Stefan." I sobbed, unable to keep my spiraling emotions under control.
Stefan held me like a baby in his arms, murmuring consoling words in my ears. A feeling of protectiveness washed over me, something I haven't felt in a long time. I looked up into Stefan's burning green eyes and buried my face deeper into his chest as I spilled my heart out to him. He cradled my head in his arms and kissed the top of it softly. "Thank you." I managed to breathe out, regaining control of my emotions. I pulled away from him and quickly got off the bed, slipping on some converse that Stefan offered me and headed out the open door.
I walked until I reached the kitchen and saw Katherine there, opening the fridge and pulling out two juice boxes. She turned around and caught my stare. "Hello Elena." she smiled at me as she set the boxes on the table. "So I see Stefan got you out of your depression."
I laughed softly. "Something like that. I was really upset but Stefan helped me. I just hope that I can fix Damon before it's too late."
Katherine nodded, shutting the fridge and grabbing the juice. "I was just getting the kids a drink, would you like any?"
I nodded eagerly, suddenly feeling my mouth go dry and my stomach growl loudly. It had been days since I ate anything.
I took a sip of my hot chocolate as Katherine set a plate of sandwiches and chips infront of me. "I'll be back." Katherine said quickly as she disappeared down a narrow hallway. I chewed my food slowly, the knot in my stomach still hasn't gone away. Katherine came back moments later, taking a seat next to me and watched me eat. "It's hard, isn't it? Seeing the one you love abuse you?"
I nodded, keeping my eyes down on my food. "I just want to know why Klaus is doing this. Why us? Why did he come after us?"
Katherine stared intensely at me, her face forming a hard line. "He just likes to see people suffer, Elena. He sees enjoyment in people's pain. He has no heart, no remorse."
"I gathered that much." I replied, picking up a chip and biting into it. I turned to Katherine with fear in my eyes. "How are we supposed to stop him?"
Katherine sighed, looking at me seriously. "Sadly, you can't. Klaus is the oldest vampire of all time. He can never be taken down, even in spirit form. The only one who had ever taken him down was Emily, and that was when he possessed my body."
"He possessed you? Why?"
Katherine groaned. "To get back at me for running. It took all of Emily's power to destroy him and remove the burn from my hand. But later, Klaus was somehow reborn and is even stronger then ever."
My face drained of all its color. I stared agape at Katherine for the longest time before speaking. "How was he reborn?"
"By a very old witch who wanted him back. I will never understand witches." Katherine rolled her eyes and took my empty plate, placing it in the sink. She opened the fridge and pulled out a blood bag, grabbing the straw and taking a small sip before setting it on the counter and returning her eyes to mine. "We'll find a way to destroy him Elena. It may not be easy but it's surely not impossible."
I nodded, grateful for Katherine's words. They put me somewhat at ease but still didn't help my stomach become paralyzed by fear every time I thought of him. He was hurting everyone that I cared deeply about. Delena, Damon, and there's no doubt in my mind he will go after the rest of my family and friends too. He had to be stopped.
A knock at the door alerted me and I looked over at Katherine to see that she moved beside me, a look of fear flashed on her face before she recovered and ordered me to stay where I was. I nodded, watching Katherine speed over to the door and soon hushed voices were heard. I strained to hear what they were saying but they were speaking too low for human ears to hear.
Soon, footsteps were heard and Katherine emerged, her expression tedious as she motioned for someone to follow her. My breathing froze to a sudden halt as I stared at him standing there. My blood ran cold and the urge to scream was pushing at my lips but I held it in as I was captured by his turquoise eyes that were completely transformed. Sadness, fear, disgust, and a sliver of happiness shined through the stormy depths. "Damon." I breathed, wanting to run up to him and hug him. I wanted to feel his warm embrace that he reserved for Delena and I but for some reason my feet were glued to their spot and I couldn't move. I just stood there, frozen in place.
Then, it hit me. I was being held by fear, fear that he was going to hurt me. I tried to shake it off and tell myself that this was the real Damon but my body wouldn't listen to me. It stayed rooted to the spot on the tile floor, like some invisible force was holding it there and wouldn't let go. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of standing there and looking into each other's eyes, Damon finally spoke; in a voice so soft and weak I barely recognized it. "Elena, I'm so sorry."
My head spun at hearing his soft, caring voice. It had been awhile since I had heard that side of him. I opened my mouth to respond but no words came out. It was as if my mind and body were telling each other to ignore him for all the horrid things he did to me while my heart told me to talk to him. I opened my mouth to speak again when Damon cut me off. "I know you don't want to talk to me right now, but this is the only chance I may have to ever speak to you. I-" He stopped suddenly, his eyes seemed to be staring past me. I turned around and was shocked to see Delena standing there, her eyes frozen on Damon. Little rivers ran down her face as she broke out into hysterics, running towards me at full speed and wrapping her tiny arms around my waist. I stood there in shock for a full second before reaching down and holding the sobbing child close to my chest, murmuring words of contort to her. "Baby it's ok. Shh Daddy's not going to hurt you anymore."
Her gut wrenching sobs broke my heart as I held her protectively against my chest and looked back at Damon. The expression on his face was absolutely heartbreaking. It looked like someone just killed him. Well, technically he did. His were filled with so much guilt and pain that it was hard to even look at him for long. I turned away quickly so I wouldn't have a mental breakdown. That's the last thing Damon needs.
Tears fell from my eyes as I looked into Damon's wounded soul that used to hold so much pride and joy. All of that was gone now and replaced by nothing but anger and guilt. He hated himself for what he did to us, for how he treated us those past few days. But I had to make him understand that it wasn't his doing, it was Klaus's. "Damon," I spoke bravely, shifting Delena in my arms so she was in a more comfortable position, "this wasn't-"
"Don't you dare tell me that it wasn't my fault!" Damon snapped harshly. "I'm the one who did it, I was too damn weak against Klaus! It's my fault for not being strong enough to protect you!"
My body shook from his words. I never expected him to lash out like that. I knew he must be in immense pain from Klaus but he shouldn't blame himself for being weak. It wasn't his fault. None of this was his fault so why couldn't he see that? "Damon, this is not your fault!" I yelled with tears coursing down my face. "Can't you see that? Klaus did this. He wanted to break us. He wanted to destroy us. You were only trying to fight against him. You have nothing to feel ashamed about."
Damon growled as he disappeared and appeared inches within my face. Reflexively, I hugged Delena close to my body and looked into his ocean eyes that were filled with so much pain. The angry waves soon died down and he his face returned to its soft features. "Elena," he spoke so softly I was barely about to hear the words. "This is all on me. I let Klaus get to me. I let my cocky, badass, gloating side get the best of me in our fight. And what did that get me? It made my most horrid nightmare come to life. I've always feared this, ever since we had Delena. I always feared that I would say or do the wrong thing and you pay the consequences for it."
I watched as a gentle hand came up and softly brushed away all my tears that were mattered onto my face. I sobbed quietly as he pulled me into a hug, leaning into him the best I could while holding Delena who was shaking violently. Finally, we broke apart and I saw his eyes move down to Delena who was crying softly into my shirt. I gently moved her away and kissed her forehead lovingly while wiping away all of her tears. It hurt to see my baby in this much pain. I hated every second of it. "Sweetie, Daddy wants to talk to you."
I let out a gasp as Delena's watery gaze met mine. She choked out in a sob, "I no wanna talk to him. He bad. He hurt me. I hate him."
The sound of my heart shattering at her words was deafening. I couldn't believe that I would hear those words come from Delena's mouth but then again I half expected her to feel this way about him. I just didn't expect to hear the words said straight to my face, and Damon's too.
Fearing the worst, my eyes traveled up to Damon to see the same coldness in them. I gasped, fearing that Klaus had once again regained control, but relaxed as the cold shell fell apart and soon his pain fell from his eyes one by one. I wanted to do something, anything, to ease the pain he was feeling in his heart but there was nothing I could do. Those words would keep repeating themselves over and over in his head now.
"Elena." His voice was the weakest I heard it yet. If I didn't know any better then I would say he was crying. "You have to stay away from me. I have to stay away from you. I can no longer be apart in your life anymore."
I stared at his face for a moment before I gripped his fingers reassuringly, holding them firmly in my hands. "You won't be apart from us forever. Only until we get that monster out of you."
He stared at me for a long time, not saying anything. Finally, he leaned in and placed a kiss on my forehead. After exchanging a longing look at Delena, he turned on his heel and walked out the front door, slamming it behind him.
A/N: I hope this chapter makes up for the short one I posted yesterday. Please review!
Gosh, will Damon ever catch a break? And will Delena ever love him again? Will Klaus leave his body? Only way to find out is to review!:) Thank you for reading!
Monday, November 29, 2010
Delena Chapter 9
Delena Chapter 9
It has been a few days since the possessed Damon beat and raped Elena and left her in the basement with Delena. Her muscles were sore and her body felt ripped apart. Dried blood clung to her body and her insides felt like they were burning with ever lasting fire. "Damon please, fight off Klaus and get your body back."
Her eyes traveled over to Delena who was lying on the stone cold ground. Her bones were poking against her skin and blood pooled in a circle around her body. Elena let out a choked sob at seeing her daughter withering in pain. If she could, she would take all of her pain away in a heartbeat.
The slamming of a door and the sound of boots slamming on metal steps alerted Elena as she turned her head, seeing the smirking face of Damon. A cold shiver went through her as she stared into his lifeless cold eyes.
Elena's POV
My whole body trembled as he edged closer. I saw the glint in his eyes and his tongue slowly move over his dry lips. My heart rate increased as veins appeared around his eyes and two white daggers poked out from his lips. I was beyond terrified, knowing he could kill Delena and I without even blinking, with no remorse. I knew that the real Damon was in there somewhere, fighting the monster that had taken over his body.
"Hello sweetheart." he purred as he inched his mouth closer to my neck.
I glared at him as I turned my face away in disgust, refusing to look at him. He grabbed my chin and forced my eyes to look at his depraved face. His eyes stared me down with an evil look, one that made me shake all over. His hands gripped my forearm and tightened, causing a cry of pain to escape my cracked lips. Tears leaked from my eyes as I stared at my possessed husband. I knew he was in there. The problem is though, I didn't know if he was still trying to fight or if Klaus completely destroyed his spirit. "Just leave me alone."
A hard slap to the face silenced me as he lowered his mouth to my neck, his fangs grazing the fragile skin that held me together. "You should know better then to talk to me like that. Bad girl."
I sobbed heavily as he yanked me off of the cold ground and into his arms, stroking my face roughly. These were not caring gestures. There was nothing "caring" about this Damon. He had been taken over by Klaus and god knows what else he'll do to us. "What do you want from us?" I cried helplessly.
Damon's eyes darkened as red veins appeared around his eyes. His face instantly appeared next to my ear, making me shudder. "I want you to shut the hell up and let me have my way with you."
I stared at him in horror, not sure what I was hearing. Didn't he already have his way with me, more times then I can count? Why does he still want to continue? "You've already had your way with me. Just leave us alone and give Damon back!"
He just shook his head and I watched as his fangs elongate and rip into my neck, spilling red life everywhere on the dirt caked floor. I screamed loudly, hearing my screams echo in the dimly lit basement. I cried as I tried to move away, but he just held me in place and continued feeding.
Soon, he stopped and pulled away, showing me his reddened lips. His ran his tongue over his lips and cleaned the blood off, smirking at me the entire time. I cried out helplessly as he grabbed my hair and yanked my head back, hitting it into the wall. He stood up and looked down at me with nothing but coldness. "God you are no fun."
"Just leave me alone." I sputtered out bravely, glaring at him through my glassy eyed.
Surprisingly, he didn't get angry like I thought he would. He just smirked and laughed coldly. "I guess I'll go have fun with your daughter then."
My eyes widened and I felt explicable rage take over my body. My eyes glared up at Damon lividly. "Don't you dare touch her!"
"Try and stop me." he replied as he walked over to Delena, picking her up by the scuff of her neck and shaking her little body roughly. "Wake up angel."
Delena's eyes shot open and in an instant she started screaming as Damon slapped her heard across the face, snapping her neck to one side. "Shut up." Damon growled as he threw her across the basement and into the cold walls. I immediately started bawling as Damon advanced towards her, the intent to protect her burned within me. Shakily, I rose to my feet but fell back down due to the dizzy spell that was making me fall in and out of unconsciouses. I watched through horrific eyes as the possessed Damon grabbed Delena and punched her hard in the stomach, laughing diabolically as she coughed and tried to get air back into her lungs.
"Please, I'm begging you!" I cried, unable to take this any longer. "You can do whatever you want with me. Just please, leave Delena alone. She's only a baby!"
"And you seriously think I care?" Damon sneered as tore into Delena's skin, ripping her veins and causing blood to run down her neck.
I watched as Damon continued to slowly kill her, feeling completely powerless to do anything. Suddenly, a gust of wind hit me hard and Damon was sent flying into the opposite wall. I looked with groggy eyes as a male figure blurred in my vision. The last thing I remember before passing out was being picked up and held protectively against a muscular chest. "Delena." I managed to choke out weakly before I was overcome with darkness.
A/N: So sorry for the long wait! I had major writer's block and didn't know if I wanted to do this in Elena's POV or not. Please review and I promise I will update quicker!
On a side note, I plan to end this story around chapter 15 or so. It just depends how many ideas I get. I already have the last chapter written so I'm just waiting for the perfect time to post it. I really want to make this a long story with alot of torture, drama, etc to make the ending powerful. Thank you so much for reading!
It has been a few days since the possessed Damon beat and raped Elena and left her in the basement with Delena. Her muscles were sore and her body felt ripped apart. Dried blood clung to her body and her insides felt like they were burning with ever lasting fire. "Damon please, fight off Klaus and get your body back."
Her eyes traveled over to Delena who was lying on the stone cold ground. Her bones were poking against her skin and blood pooled in a circle around her body. Elena let out a choked sob at seeing her daughter withering in pain. If she could, she would take all of her pain away in a heartbeat.
The slamming of a door and the sound of boots slamming on metal steps alerted Elena as she turned her head, seeing the smirking face of Damon. A cold shiver went through her as she stared into his lifeless cold eyes.
Elena's POV
My whole body trembled as he edged closer. I saw the glint in his eyes and his tongue slowly move over his dry lips. My heart rate increased as veins appeared around his eyes and two white daggers poked out from his lips. I was beyond terrified, knowing he could kill Delena and I without even blinking, with no remorse. I knew that the real Damon was in there somewhere, fighting the monster that had taken over his body.
"Hello sweetheart." he purred as he inched his mouth closer to my neck.
I glared at him as I turned my face away in disgust, refusing to look at him. He grabbed my chin and forced my eyes to look at his depraved face. His eyes stared me down with an evil look, one that made me shake all over. His hands gripped my forearm and tightened, causing a cry of pain to escape my cracked lips. Tears leaked from my eyes as I stared at my possessed husband. I knew he was in there. The problem is though, I didn't know if he was still trying to fight or if Klaus completely destroyed his spirit. "Just leave me alone."
A hard slap to the face silenced me as he lowered his mouth to my neck, his fangs grazing the fragile skin that held me together. "You should know better then to talk to me like that. Bad girl."
I sobbed heavily as he yanked me off of the cold ground and into his arms, stroking my face roughly. These were not caring gestures. There was nothing "caring" about this Damon. He had been taken over by Klaus and god knows what else he'll do to us. "What do you want from us?" I cried helplessly.
Damon's eyes darkened as red veins appeared around his eyes. His face instantly appeared next to my ear, making me shudder. "I want you to shut the hell up and let me have my way with you."
I stared at him in horror, not sure what I was hearing. Didn't he already have his way with me, more times then I can count? Why does he still want to continue? "You've already had your way with me. Just leave us alone and give Damon back!"
He just shook his head and I watched as his fangs elongate and rip into my neck, spilling red life everywhere on the dirt caked floor. I screamed loudly, hearing my screams echo in the dimly lit basement. I cried as I tried to move away, but he just held me in place and continued feeding.
Soon, he stopped and pulled away, showing me his reddened lips. His ran his tongue over his lips and cleaned the blood off, smirking at me the entire time. I cried out helplessly as he grabbed my hair and yanked my head back, hitting it into the wall. He stood up and looked down at me with nothing but coldness. "God you are no fun."
"Just leave me alone." I sputtered out bravely, glaring at him through my glassy eyed.
Surprisingly, he didn't get angry like I thought he would. He just smirked and laughed coldly. "I guess I'll go have fun with your daughter then."
My eyes widened and I felt explicable rage take over my body. My eyes glared up at Damon lividly. "Don't you dare touch her!"
"Try and stop me." he replied as he walked over to Delena, picking her up by the scuff of her neck and shaking her little body roughly. "Wake up angel."
Delena's eyes shot open and in an instant she started screaming as Damon slapped her heard across the face, snapping her neck to one side. "Shut up." Damon growled as he threw her across the basement and into the cold walls. I immediately started bawling as Damon advanced towards her, the intent to protect her burned within me. Shakily, I rose to my feet but fell back down due to the dizzy spell that was making me fall in and out of unconsciouses. I watched through horrific eyes as the possessed Damon grabbed Delena and punched her hard in the stomach, laughing diabolically as she coughed and tried to get air back into her lungs.
"Please, I'm begging you!" I cried, unable to take this any longer. "You can do whatever you want with me. Just please, leave Delena alone. She's only a baby!"
"And you seriously think I care?" Damon sneered as tore into Delena's skin, ripping her veins and causing blood to run down her neck.
I watched as Damon continued to slowly kill her, feeling completely powerless to do anything. Suddenly, a gust of wind hit me hard and Damon was sent flying into the opposite wall. I looked with groggy eyes as a male figure blurred in my vision. The last thing I remember before passing out was being picked up and held protectively against a muscular chest. "Delena." I managed to choke out weakly before I was overcome with darkness.
A/N: So sorry for the long wait! I had major writer's block and didn't know if I wanted to do this in Elena's POV or not. Please review and I promise I will update quicker!
On a side note, I plan to end this story around chapter 15 or so. It just depends how many ideas I get. I already have the last chapter written so I'm just waiting for the perfect time to post it. I really want to make this a long story with alot of torture, drama, etc to make the ending powerful. Thank you so much for reading!
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