„I hate word someday [...] It’s encoded never”
Klaus was somehow right. He was evil bastard and Damon would give mostly anything to see him as a pile of ashes but he wasn’t stupid. He’s seen things that other people weren’t able to see and he used it to play tricks with their minds. But now dark haired men must have agreed with him. They were everything the worst that Elena could have in her life, all this vampires and Supernatural stuff. That’s why people around her were dying and she couldn’t have her normal happy life. He was aware that Stefan didn’t understand it, he was watching him all the time during dîner at Klaus. And yes his baby brother was pissed but didn’t give Klaus’s words single thought. But he admitted he loved her so finally he should see what the best is for their lovely miss Gilbert. He sighed and poured himself a glass of Bourbon. He took one sip but it didn’t calm him, he needed more. Yes, he was giving up Elena, this time for good. He only wondered if he should at first go and talk to her. Would she cared enough to realize that he turned from her ou would she thought that nothing is wrong while she can have her precious Stefan.
He was staring at the fireplace when he heard footsteps and the sound of closing doors. He knew who decided to pay him a visit. He knew her smell, he knew the way she was moving. He just knew her and she shouldn’t be here. But part of him couldn’t not be happy seeing her.
“You weren’t answering my phones” she grumbled looking at him with reproach. She tried to reach this particular vampire since Alaric woke up and Matt left but he was constantly refusing her calls. It not only made her angry but also hurt her. Why didn’t he want to talk to her? Maybe Stefan told him about their conversation and he was mad at her. She could come up with many ideas but no one seemed reasonable.
“Yup” he nodded, popping the ‘p’ sound. He didn’t even bother to turn and face her. His gaze was focused on the grate as he drank his bourbon slowly with some sensual manner. But she wasn’t here to analyze how irresistible and handsome he was ou not. She needed to talk.
“That’s all toi can say? ‘Yup’? Maybe toi didn’t notice it but I had reason to call toi multiple times!” she a dit firmly reducing distance between them. Something strange she couldn’t put her finger on was in his attitude. Damon was different, he wasn’t his normal charming himself. He was… broken? Yes this was right word to describe him. “What happened, Damon?” she asked with softer voice than before.
“Nothing. Geez Elena! Nothing happened! Don’t look at me like that” he repeated visibly annoyed. “You needed me because toi had problem, I get it. But toi managed to go through it par yourself. So… I don’t see a problem!” he clapped his hand and turned to face her with smirk on his face. Now Elena was sure that something was wrong. Not because he declined to help her, no there was something more. He was keeping distance that she never experienced with him before. And that grin on his face was faked. His handsome features were tainted with pain, he couldn’t hide.
“Damon, toi don’t have to act like this, toi can talk to me”
“Elena” he mocked “You are the last one I would discuss it with.”
“Is something with Stefan?” It was her first thought. Lately Stefan appeared in all their conversations and that’s why she thought about it in the first place.
“Don’t worry! Nothing wrong with your precious boy” he sat on the couch, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
Elena gave him concerned look and managed to stand suivant to him. Somehow her knees were weak as she stepped closer “Damon! toi are my friend, toi remember that, right?” She touched gently his strong shoulder feeling his muscles tense under her palm.
“No. Let go of me Elena. Let go of me” Damon warned her slowly and she hesitantly released her grip. For a while she was just standing there staring at the place where moment before was her hand. Damon didn’t even flinch, he wasn’t moving at all.
“Damon…” she started breathlessly, suddenly afraid. Not afraid of him, because she trusted him with all her life, like she never trusted anyone. No. She was afraid that Klaus did something that destroyed her Damon and she wouldn’t be able to help him.
“Stop repeating my name. It gets boring” He decided that making her angry would be the best way to get himself out of her life. She could believe that old reckless Damon is back and even she cannot help it. He had no idea why he didn’t explain her everything instead of jouer la comédie like some jerk. But hey, he was a jerk! So he could play this part.
And Elena was angry. But not in the way he would like her to be. Not in the way that would let her give up on him. No, her anger made her stronger. She changed her position so she could face him and gripped his arms so tight that if he were human it would really hurt. She was warrior princess like he called her once and she was fighting for him. The man she cared the most in the world…
“Talk to me, toi moron!” she demanded not taken aback par his ignorance. She had to crush his walls and she was ready for it.
“You don’t want to listen, spare your time” hi hissed giving her devilish look but it didn’t give expected result.
“You know that I want.” Elena smiled softly and caressed with one hand his cheek. He was warm from alcohol he drank before and she found herself admiring this feeling of his soft skin under her fingers. It felt so good and addictive that she nearly gasped. He was right those months ago, he was irresistible.
“No. Just go back accueil and dream about your prince charming”
“I don’t have prince charming.” She shook her head and looked into these incredibly blue eyes. There was no one in the world that had eyes like that and she loved it. It contained so much emotion that sometimes it was unbelievable. “You could someday…”
“I hate that word someday” he hissed not letting her finish. He didn’t lean into her touch but it was nothing new. He never did, like he never returned her hugs.
“I will repeat it once and I hope this time toi will answer Damon!”
“And once I’ll tell toi It’s not your business”
Damon was losing his patience, why couldn’t she just go accueil and accept everything. He probably didn’t give her enough credit. She cared too much about people to just give up on them. It was part of her and he just loved it. Elena was realist but had such a big amount of l’amour to give that it seemed incredible. And that’s why she deserved everything. Children, normal husband and house with white fence. He decided he should explain his point of view.
She felt that he gave up, that vampire stopped fighting with her and she couldn’t help little smile. She must have been a little stubborn to get to him. And she was really good at being stubborn. But so was Damon. He just let her win this time. “So?”
“Yeah maybe we should talk” he let go of her hands but she wasn’t going to allow him to do it and they were again on their place “But toi shouldn’t touch me”
“I want and I will. Now spill yourself Damon” Now she was offensive and she actually liked it. For the first time she was the one who was making orders and dark haired vampire actually listened it.
“Probably Alaric told toi that me and Stefan had little meeting with original brothers…”
‘No, he didn’t he was nearly killed par someone and I had to finish this job par myself to let his ring work” she threw in, but let vampire continue.
“Yeah” she acknowledged “Can toi go on?”
“Of course, Major Gilbert. It’s hot toi know when toi are so imperious” he quipped suggestively, coming back to his usual cockiness. “You know, during dîner Klaus mentioned something. And as much as I don’t want to admit it this jackass was right. That’s true, Salvatore brothers are the worst thing in your live Elena Gilbert.”
“What the hell?” she chuckled, like hearing really bad joke. But Damon’s face was serious. “Are toi kidding me? toi really believed him. Klaus just a dit that I would be better without toi and toi believed him?”
“Yeah. Maybe because all we brought to your life is trauma and death?” he raised his eyebrow while talking. “Maybe we are taking from toi opportunity to have normal life?! Of course toi never give attention to it, too concerned par playing role of Buffy, the vampire slayer!”
In mere secondes he was away from brunette, not even looking at her and he already missed her gentle touch. Touch that could bring solace and make him boiled up at the same time. He wanted her badly in his lit and his life. He shook his head.
“Ok! I just l’amour when toi are jouer la comédie like the first class asshole!” girl was officially mad now. “Don’t toi see it?! toi are the best thing that happened in my life! I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t you! toi saved me plus than once, plus times that I can count!”
“Elena don’t toi see it?! Me, Stefan, we are vampires, we can NOT grew older. It means that if toi wanted plus than few years with us toi should turn and it means toi being killed par Klaus. But wait! He wave seconde option!” He cheered up falsely “We can disappear from your life and toi can find nice boy, not so sexy as I am but still nice and have family and children with him. Doesn’t it sound appealing?”
“No” Elena cut him off “Did toi hear me when I told toi about Alaric” she reached him taking his hand strongly, looking for physical contact with him “I killed him and he woke up! I’m not human, I never was and I will never be! I don’t want any of toi out of my life and someday I will probably turn not today, not this mois but when I will be ready…”
“This time someday sounds much better. I don’t want toi to become vampire” Damon was completely sincere. It wasn’t future he wanted for his loved one. He missed his humanity so much from the jour he felt crawling for blood for the first time. Becoming vampire makes sense only when toi can share eternity with someone but he wasn’t sure if it was good enough because he never had a chance to try it. Somewhere inside he couldn’t believe that people can be happy forever. But he knew that few decades of happiness are something possible and he wanted to give it to girl in front of him
“What?” her jaw dropped
“I don’t want toi to become vampire”
“Listen to me! I’m not a child I can make my own decisions! If I want someone in my life I would have him. And if I wanted to turn into vampire I would do that! toi can’t command me!”
“I can’t” he was calm and distant and Elena hated it. It made her cœur, coeur ache. She wanted her Damon, her impulsive vampire and she couldn’t let him go even if it meant that she would die in time of few years. No! She loved him way too much. Elena loved Damon… New thought hit her and she dedicated it few plus secondes to luxuriate in it. It was so natural, so perfect. But his voice interrupted her thoughts. “But I can deprecate it. Of course Stefan can feed toi his blood and I can do nothing about that”
It was hard to tell her this but he had to, once they started this conversation, she needed to understand his motives. But the way this conversation was going wasn’t exactly like he planned it. But did he even plan talking to her about it? No.
“I loved Stefan and someday I will…”
“Someday toi will come back to him and toi want happily ever after but Klaus will make sure that toi won’t get it! Why am I even talking about this to you? I need some drink” he passed and approached his liquor cabinet.
“I would never come back to Stefan” she stated, feeling truth behind this words. She couldn’t imagine coming back to younger Salvatore. Not after everything he had done and not after she realized that she loved his brother in a way she never thought was possible. Damon always made her feel different, she never felt like this before and it scared her. That’s why she couldn’t acknowledge her l’amour for him, until the moment when he decided to leave her. “Someday makes toi think of the jour that will never come with hope and I don’t want to give it to him. Not anymore…”
“Then why would toi turn into vampire?”
“Are toi idiot? For you!” Elena wasn’t sure if it would be convincing enough so she did something more. She nearly jumped at him and kissed him with all her passion, desire and l’amour she had for him. It felt like coming back accueil after long and exhausting trip, like finally being where she was supposed to be. He was hesitant for a while but soon returned gesture with roughness. She moaned with pleasure feeling his palms on the small of her back. Unfortunately he backed off after few seconds.
“Would toi mind explaining what got into you?” he asked breathlessly. He never considered that he would have problems like that, but on the other hand he never shared that kind of steamy Kiss with Elena. And it was even harder to stay calm seeing she was as excited as he was. She clung to him embracing his frame, circling her hands around his neck.
“I l’amour you” she mumbled s’embrasser lightly his collier bone.
“What?” Damon’s eyes widened as he heard her and felt her soft lips on his skin.
“Oh! Don’t pretend toi don’t know what I just said. I l’amour toi Damon. Not tomorrow, not someday. Now.”
Vampire grinned “That’s not good toi know. l’amour is less important when it comes to keeping toi alive. And I don’t know if I’m able to do that par myself”
“I can’t have normal life and I don’t want it. All I want is you” Brunette gave him devilish smile as she pushed him so he had to sit on the canapé ad she placed herself on his lap. He was shocked but it didn’t change the fact that he was just gorgeous and perfect. She suddenly felt need to be even closer to him. “Just stay and make l’amour to me” girl pleaded bringing his face closer to hers, theirs lips inches apart. She hissed longingly.
“You don’t know how much I l’amour you” he whispered and pulled her closer to him.
“I think have some idea”