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"Pick up the phone, please." Bonnie was anxiously pacing back and forth in the girl's bathroom, jumping out of her skin every time the door opened, and someone walked in.
'Hello' Stefan picked up just before it rang to voicemail.
'Oh, thank God. Stefan. I need to talk to you, alone.' Bonnie was huddled in the corner of the last stall, covering her mouth while she basically whispered into the phone.
'What's wrong? Is Elena, ok?' He quickly jumped up, accidentally knocking the chair over that he was sitting it and vamped outside to his car.
'Well, that's what I need to talk to you about. Don't call her. Just meet me at the Grill.'
'On my way.'
Before Bonnie could respond, the line went dead. She cautiously walked out of the bathroom, and ran to her car, hoping that Elena didn't see her.
Stefan raced through traffic; all his thoughts were consumed with every negative thing he could think of. Why does Bonnie need to see me alone? I can't even call Elena if I wanted to, she doesn't have her phone. He reached the Grill before Bonnie did, he quickly parked his car and hurried inside. To his surprise, Damon wasn't sitting in his usual spot at the bar. He looked around and was glad that he didn't recognize anyone, before sitting down in a corner booth. Bonnie came rushing in a few minutes later and Stefan waved her over.
"Stefan, hey. So, listen. Elena isn't Elena." Bonnie jumped right into the conversation; she was trying to make sure everything was said before God forbid anyone overheard them.
Stefan cocked his head to the side and leaned forward so that he was closer to Bonnie, "I don't, what do you mean she's not Elena? Like she's not herself? She's going through a lot lately, I wouldn't- "
"No. She literally isn't Elena. Whoever that is, it is not Elena. I grabbed her arm earlier and all I could feel was death. It's not her, Stefan."
Stefans eyes popped open, and he let out a deep breath before jumping up from the table, "I can't believe this." He started pacing next to the table, raking his fingers through his hair. How can I be so stupid?
"What? What is it?" Bonnie looked up at him, her heart was beating out of her chest.
Stefan stopped pacing and closed his eyes for a moment before he slammed his fists down on the table, startling Bonnie and other nearby customers. How didn't I notice? I can't believe this. If that's Katherine, then where is Elena? And-Damon?
"Stefan, you're drawing attention over here." Bonnie nervously whispered while she looked around at the random people staring at her.
"You need to stay away from her, do not invite her in your house, understand?" Stefan was leaning against the table; his eyes were still closed, and he was talking through clenched teeth.
Bonnie shook her head and took a deep breath, "I don't understand. But I won't. Stefan, what's going on?"
He finally opened his eyes and looked down at her, "It's Katherine."
Damon was standing outside on the balcony, thinking about why Katherine would be in Mystic Falls. He spent over one hundred years trying to save her, waiting for her, and she wasn't there. Of course, she ran to Stefan, I mean I only wasted my entire undead life obsessing over her. But it's always Stefan. Damon rolled his eyes and angrily kicked a flowerpot off the balcony. He grabbed onto the railing that surrounded him and bowed his head down, closing his eyes, trying to maintain his composure.
Elena was sitting inside staring at the TV. Some comedy/romance movie that she would normally love was on, but her mind was elsewhere. She glanced over at the balcony and noticed Damon was slumped over the railing and it wrenched at her heart. She slowly got up off the bed and walked over to him, her heart was racing, and she was having a hard time catching her breath.
"Damon?" She timidly whispered as she slid open the balcony door.
Damon turned around to face her and as soon as his eyes met hers, her knees got weak. He forced a smile and took a step towards her, "What's wrong?" he asked, with genuine concern in his eyes. She smiled and shook her head, taking a few steps closer to him, fidgeting nervously with her fingers, "Nothing. I-um. I was actually checking on you."
He could hear her heart about to explode and he couldn't help but chuckle. He reached out and grabbed her arm, giving it a gentle squeeze, "I'm fine, Elena. Really." He nodded his head to reassure her before turning back around and letting go of her arm, but she quickly grabbed his hand. He glanced down at her tiny fingers lacing between his and then up into her eyes, a slight smile was playing across his lips.
Elena felt her cheeks turning red as his eyes peered into her soul, "Damon-"She meant to say something, anything, but she couldn't form any coherent words. Oh God. He probably thinks I'm so dumb. Why does this happen? She shook her head and giggled nervously, wiggling her fingers trying to break free from his, but he gripped on tighter and pulled her into his body making her let out a slight gasp.
Damon ran his fingers down the side of her face and brushed a piece of her hair behind her ear. She was trying to look anywhere except his eyes, but he grabbed her chin and brought her eyes up to his, "Elena, you don't have to be so nervous around me." He smirked as he ran his thumb over her bottom lip. She swallowed deeply and took a deep breath before clearing her throat, she wanted to respond but her mind was blank. He leaned down and softly pressed his lips against hers, eliciting a small moan from her, driving him crazy. He inched away but not too far; his lips were still brushing against hers. He gazed down into her eyes and noticed they were still pressed shut. His breath was caressing her lips making Elena whimper at the loss of contact. She tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled him back down to her lips.
"Mmm, Elena." Damon groaned while he picked Elena up and wrapped her legs around him, pushing her up against the glass doors. She hungrily ran her fingers through his hair, digging her nails into his scalp, doing anything she could to make sure his lips never left hers. He ran his hands down the side of her body and gripped onto her hips, helping her grind into his growing erection. He threw his head back and let out a loud moan, giving Elena a second to catch her breath. She ran her fingers up his chest and started unbuttoning his shirt, "Damon, I can't control myself around you. I-I really"
Damon grabbed the sides of her face and attacked her lips, letting out a deep growl as her tongue danced around with his. He slid the door open, and they stumbled inside, falling onto the bed in a passionate, tangled mess. He ran his fingers down her chest and lifted her shirt off her body. He started kissing down her neck, trailing his tongue over her pulsating vein, and then he stopped and propped himself up on his elbow, gazing down into Elenas eyes, "Elena, as much as it pains me to say this, I don't think we should keep doing this. I just don't want you to feel guilty and shitty about it. Maybe, we should just wait until you figure everything out." He forced a smile as he ran his fingers down the side of her face.
Elena shook her head and tried to look away, but he wouldn't let her. Her cheeks were bright red from embarrassment, she felt so dumb. He was right, and she knew he was, but being with him felt right, and she knew he felt the same way.
"Elena, don't. I'm sorry. You know-"She pressed her finger up against his lips to stop him from saying anything else, and just nodded her head in understanding.
"You have nothing to apologize for. You're right. I, um" She stopped and got lost in his eyes again, her breath caught in her throat.
"You're right." She breathed out, her heart was beating a mile a minute. Damon nodded his head and licked his lips, never breaking his gaze. He brushed his fingers across her collarbone and pressed his palm against her chest, closing his eyes for a moment so he could focus in on her breathing and her pulse. She ran her fingers up and down his jawline and sat up so that her lips were inches away from his. He opened his eyes and swallowed hard, clenching his jaw as her fingers caressed it.
"Elena-"He whispered, barely loud enough for her to hear. He leaned into her touch and softly purred; his eyes fluttered closed as her breath tickled his lips.
"Let." Elena kissed to the left of his lips, "Me." Brushed her lips across his and kissed the right side, "Love." Gently sucked his bottom lip in-between hers, making him let out a small moan, "You." She grabbed both sides of his face and pressed her lips against his, passionately. He tangled his fingers in her hair and held her close to him, deepening the kiss. His tongue darted out and massaged hers, igniting a loud moan from deep in her chest.
"Uhh, Damon. Please." She moaned as he trailed his tongue up her neck, pulling her earlobe into his mouth and nibbling on it while his fingers found the clasp of her bra and worked quickly to rip it off. He gazed down at her for a moment and licked his lips before leaning down and sucking one of her nipples into his mouth. She let out a loud moan and arched her body into him as he teased her with his tongue, trailing kisses down her body. He unbuttoned her jeans and ripped the zipper down so he could pull them off her along with her panties. He slowly kissed his way back up to her lips and thrusted his jean clad erection into her. She let out a slight moan and pressed her hands against his chest, pushing him down to lay on his back.
Damon looked up at her and smiled like a lovestruck teenager before her lips came crashing down against his again and then he was lost in her, completely. He had never expected to care for someone else after Katherine, especially not someone that looked exactly like her. But he could see the subtle differences, the cute way her nose crinkled when she laughed, the way she screamed his name as he made love to her, the way she cared to the point it consumed her, and the way her eyes lit up when she looked at him. God, Katherine never gave him as much attention, she wouldn't dare, she had always chosen Stefan before him. Elena wasn't like that. How could Stefan confuse the two of them? They're so different.
"Elena, Uhh God." His thoughts were interrupted as he felt her hand stroking his throbbing erection. When did she even undo my pants? He looked down and was just now noticing she had somehow pulled his pants off his body and was straddling his legs. She caught his eyes and a seductive smile spread across her lips as she tightened her grip around him and lightly ran the tip of her tongue up his inner thigh. Damons eyes rolled back as his body shuddered under her teasing touch.
Just as Elena was lowering her mouth onto him, his phone started going off, slicing through their cloud of ecstasy. Damon let out a frustrated grunt before reaching over to the side table and grabbing his phone. He rolled his eyes and glanced down at Elena, who was still straddling him, her warm body hovering over his. He felt a wave of desire wash over him as she stared into his eyes, "Fuck." He groaned before reluctantly answering, he knew he would never get this moment back.
"Stefan, so glad you called, brother." He threw his head back into the pillow and pressed his eyes shut, cursing himself for being in this predicament. Elenas heart started to race, and her skin flushed when she heard his voice on the other side.
"Damon, do you know where Elena is? Katherine is back and apparently pretending to be her. I-I thought. Never mind. I just, have you seen her?" Damon sat up on his elbows and looked down at Elena, cocking his head to the side. Elena shrugged her shoulders and shook her head; he could see the pain in her eyes.
"Wow, Stefan. I'm surprised you finally figured it out. I personally would have noticed a lot sooner. I mean, how can you not see the differences?" He felt himself getting angrier by the second as he saw tears gathering in Elenas eyes. He reached down and ran his fingers down her cheek, grabbing her chin and running his thumb over her bottom lip.
"Is Elena with you, Damon? I just need to know that she's safe. I don't know why Katherine is here." Elena grabbed Damons hand, squeezing it gently and nodded her head. Damon felt his heart shattering inside his chest, but he couldn't be selfish, not with her.
"Yes, Stefan. Elena is safe. I'll always protect her. Even when you're too dumb to notice what's going on around you."
"Can you put her on the phone?" Damon let out a sigh of defeat and reluctantly handed his phone to Elena. She stared down at it for a moment, her thoughts were spinning around her head. She could hear him calling out her name frantically, but she couldn't bring herself to grab the phone from his hand, she couldn't think straight. Tears started streaming down her cheeks, her heart was about to jump out of her chest, she couldn't breathe, everything was getting blurry and dark. Damon could hear her breathing becoming erratic and her heart jumping, he softly ran his hand up her leg and gave it a light squeeze before quickly bringing the phone back to his ear, "She's sleeping at the moment. She's a little, emotionally drained from everything."
"Oh, well, I guess ask her to call me when she wakes up. Wait, Damon. How did you figure out Katherine was here so fast?"
"Well, Stefan, because I'm not an idiot. It wasn't hard to put 2 and 2 together. Elena was just getting home last night after I spoke to Jeremy, and I saw her go into her house and go to sleep. This morning, when I woke up and heard you in your room, I figured it out."
The line went quiet for a minute while Stefan was piecing everything together in his head. He didn't realize Damon had been at Elenas last night, and to speak to Jeremy? About what? He scratched his head and let out a shaky deep breath, "Alright. I'm just glad she's safe. I'll check back later."
Damon just nodded his head before hanging up the phone. He placed it back down on the side table and slowly brought his eyes back to Elenas. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice was barely above a whisper. She shrugged her shoulders and crawled off the bed, everything in her life was flipping upside down and she couldn't find her footing. He threw his legs over the side of the bed and ran his fingers through his hair, his eyes closed as he took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves. Elena watched him intently as he sat on the edge of the bed, struggling with an internal battle. She quietly walked over to him and pressed a soft kiss against his lips while his eyes were still pressed shut. Her hands traveled up the sides of his body and tangled in his hair. He leaned into her touch and purred as her fingers massaged his head. His eyes fluttered open, he gazed up at her beautiful doe eyes, and he couldn't help but smile.
"Damon, I, thank you. I don't know what happened when you tried handing me the phone. I panicked. I-I just couldn't think of anything to say. I mean, I don't want to lie to him, but I don't want to hurt him either. I don't know what to say to him, I-I can't be the reason you two hate each other." She looked down at the floor as tears built up in her eyes again. Damon felt like his heart was just yanked out of his body and stomped on, but a part of him already knew this would happen. He grabbed her hands and dropped them from his hair before standing up and vamping over to his pants that were on the floor and the foot of the bed.
"I told you we shouldn't have done this. I didn't want you to regret it, and now look, exactly what I expected! I, damnit Elena!" She looked up at him and tilted her head to the side, slightly startled by his abrupt change in energy. "Damon, what are you talking about?" He glared back at her, his eyes were dark, and she barely recognized him. She took a step back, but he was standing nose to nose with her before she could even blink.
"Elena-"He growled, his breath tickling her lips. She glanced up into his eyes, searching for any signs of the loving Damon that was just there a minute ago. He tucked his head down and trailed his tongue up her neck, fighting back the animal that was clawing under his skin. He could hear her blood pumping through her veins, he could smell it, God, he could almost taste it. He clenched his jaw and fought back; he wouldn't let her see this side of him.
"Damon. I- I don't regret anything that happened between us." She whispered while holding back tears. She cautiously ran her shaky hands up his chest, wrapping them around the back of his head so she could bring his eyes back to hers. He inched away from her and shook his head, his eyes shot up to hers and she could see the anger fading away.
"Elena. I need to get out of here. I need to feed, now." He grabbed her hands to drop them from around him, but she grabbed both sides of his face and lightly pressed her lips against his. He groaned and pulled away as he felt the demon taking over. She gasped but held him close to her, staring lovingly into his eyes. "Elena, please." He grabbed her hands and removed them from his face, gently dropping them at her side. She took a deep breath and shook her head before tilting her head to the side, exposing the soft skin of her neck. Damon closed his eyes and baked away from her, vamping himself across the room and crashing into a dresser. His chest was heaving, he had never felt bloodlust to this extreme before. "No. Elena, I can't feed from you. I haven't eaten anything since-" He grabbed his head and tried to even remember the last time he ate, which was just making his hunger grow.
"I trust you, Damon. I know you won't hurt me. I know this sounds stupid but, I, I don't want you going out and sinking your fangs in some random chick you find at the bar. Please, let me love you." She walked over to him and grabbed his arm, spinning him around to face her. He opened his eyes and shook his head; his eyes were pleading for her to just let him go. She gently ran her fingers down the sides of his face and over the dark veins under his eyes, pressing her body against his.
"I trust you." she said firmly, while she stood up on her toes and planted a soft kiss on his lips. He took a deep breath and pressed his forehead against hers, gazing down into her eyes. "How do you love me like this? You deserve better, Elena." She shook her head and wrapped her arms around his neck, "I love all of you, Damon." He pulled away from her and sighed while he ran his fingers down the side of her neck down to her collarbone. He was just realizing she was still naked; her breasts were moving up and down in rhythm with her breathing. He licked his lips and tucked his head down, lightly flicking his tongue over her nipple before pulling it into his mouth. Elena let out a slight moan and threw her head back, "Mmm, Damon."
Hearing her moan spurred him on and he picked her up and vamped them over to the bed. He laid her down against the pillows, his mouth never leaving her skin. His tongue was teasing her everywhere, making her body squirm under him. She grabbed the hair at the nape of his neck and roughly tugged on it, pulling his mouth up to hers. He growled as he attacked her lips feverishly, the smell of her arousal was stronger than the smell of her blood, he could feel his face shift back to his human self. She moaned into their kiss as her fingers ran down his chest and popped the button open on his jeans. As soon as her hand closed around his cock he bucked his hips forward, letting out a loud moan. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand away, pinning it above her head. She looked at him confused but he just shook his head and started kissing her down her body. Her body began to tremble as his lips hovered above her core, his breath was caressing her wet folds.
"Damon, please!" She cried out as her hands laced into his hair and her hips thrusted up towards his mouth. He pressed a light kiss right over her clit making her body jolt off the bed, but he still wouldn't give her what she needed. She could feel him smirk against her skin while he kissed up and down her thigh.
"Elena, if you really want me to feed from you, I'm going to make sure you enjoy it." He said in a husky tone before running his tongue across her inner thigh. She glanced down at him and saw his fangs descending along with the veins under his eyes. He grazed his teeth over her tender skin, making her body burn with desire. He gazed up at her one last time, searching her eyes for any sign that she didn't want this, before gently sinking his fangs into her. Elena cried out in pure ecstasy as his fangs punctured the delicate skin of her inner thigh. It was so sensual and passionate; her body began to tremble. He let out a loud moan as her blood filled his mouth, he didn't realize how ravenous he was until now. He bit down deeper into her, his tongue darting out to caress her skin while he slowly drank from her. She raked her fingers through his hair, pressing his mouth harder against her, while screaming out his name. The more aroused she got, the faster her blood pumped and the sweeter it tasted. His eyes fluttered shut and he bucked his hips forward as he felt her nails digging into his back, leaving a trail of bloody scratch marks. He had tasted her blood before, but this was different, she was feeding him, giving him the essence of life. Her blood tasted like no other, he purred as he felt her body burning with passion. He flicked his tongue back and forth and he sucked a bit harder as he ran his finger up her wet folds, pressing it against her clit.
"Oh God, Damon! I feel like I'm about to, I, uhh!" She dug her nails into his shoulders and threw her head back and forth on the pillow, "H-How is, why am I, Oh God!" Her body arched off the bed as an intense orgasm came ripping through her. Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut and her body was shaking violently. He couldn't even focus on feeding anymore, the whimpers and moans coming from Elena were driving him insane. He gently let go of her thigh and ran his tongue over the wound before trailing his tongue up her pussy and flicking it over her clit.
"Fuck, Elena. You taste amazing." He purred as he sucked her clit into his mouth. She glanced down at him and felt a wave of heat surrounding her body, the sight of him with her blood dripping down his chin, she never expected his bite to me so erotic. She watched as he circled her clit with the tip of his tongue, bringing her body right to the edge but he wouldn't let her fall over. Her body thrashed around on the bed, grinding her hips into his mouth, desperately trying to find her release. He firmly placed his hand on her stomach
and held her body in place, he loved how she responded to his touch.
"Damon!" She screamed his name as he dipped two fingers inside her, curving them up at just the right angle. He kept his tongue firmly on her clit, swirling it in a small circle and steadily increased the speed of his fingers thrusting against her velvety walls. His cock was throbbing, begging for attention, as he ground his hips down against the bed. She was close, her body was beginning to shake, and her skin was burning up. Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut and her lips were slightly parted, letting out soundless moans. She arched her back off the bed and gripped onto the sheets trying to keep herself from floating away. He moaned at the sight of her falling apart underneath him, sending vibrations through her body. He pumped his fingers a few more times and tantalized her clit until she finally let go. She cried out his name as her walls clenched around his fingers and her sweet nectar covered his lips. He lapped up every last drop, making her body twitch and her pussy throb. He slowly removed his fingers and brought them up to his mouth so he could lick them clean. She glanced down at him and watched as he moaned while he twirled his tongue around them. Her body was still lightly shaking, her pussy was throbbing, but when his eyes locked onto hers, she just couldn't resist him.
Elena sat up on her elbows and licked her lips when she noticed the bulge in his pants. He smirked and cocked his head to the side as he unbuttoned them and slowly slid the zipper down, "See anything you like?" She could feel the heat rising to her cheeks and nodded her head, "You know I do." She said in a sultry tone as she sat up on her knees. He quickly got off the bed and pulled his pants down, his eyes glued to Elenas the whole time. She crawled over to the edge of the bed and grabbed his cock before he could climb back on. He groaned as her hand tightly closed around him. She laid down on her belly, so she was eye level with his groin and looked up at him while she ran her tongue from the base to the tip and then lowered her mouth over the head. His eyes rolled back, and he let out a loud moan as his cock hit the back of her throat. She slid her hand up his thigh and cupped his balls as she bobbed her head up and down the full length of his shaft. He fell forward and grabbed onto the bed post to hold himself up as her lips suctioned tightly around him.
"Elena, fuck, that feels so good." He panted as he looked down at her, watching his cock disappear in and out of her mouth. She started moving faster as she felt his balls constricting in her hand. She peered up at him through her thick eyelashes and moaned as she watched him melt in her mouth. His eyebrows were scrunched together, and his chest was heaving, his nails were digging into the wooden bed post as he gripped onto it. He opened his eyes and glanced down at Elena and was surprised she was looking up at him. He fought to keep his eyes open as he felt his orgasm quickly washing over him. She held onto his thigh to keep him from falling over, she could feel his body beginning to tremble. She sucked him all the way to the back of her throat once more, swallowing him whole, as he tangled his fingers in her hair and lost himself completely.
"Oh Fuck, Elena!" He growled and moaned loudly as his cum shot down her throat. She kept her mouth on him, licking up every last bit of him, until she felt his body relax. She slowly slid his cock out of her mouth, flicking her tongue over the tip, making his body shudder, and sat back up on her knees. He was still leaning against the bed post, trying to recover quickly, and then he felt Elenas fingers traveling up his back making him purr. He lifted his head and noticed she was standing up behind him, lightly running her fingers up and down the muscles on his back in such a soothing and comforting way.
"Lay down, Damon." She demanded sweetly while she placed soft kisses across his skin. He climbed up on the bed and grabbed a pillow to nuzzle his head into as he laid flat on his stomach. Elena crawled on top of him and straddled his legs, sitting pretty much on his ass, and began massaging his back. He tensed up at first, he wasn't used to having someone touch him in such a loving way, and then he leaned up on his elbows.
"Elena?" He couldn't help but wonder what she was doing. He just couldn't let himself believe that this was real.
"Yes, Damon?" She purred as she continued massaging down his back. He quickly flipped himself around so that he was laying on his back, still underneath her, and brushed his fingers across her lips.
"We can't stay here forever. You know that, right? I mean as much as I'd love to, we have to go back and deal with what's going on. We were supposed to come here and think of a plan, not that I'm complaining or anything." He paused and chuckled, "But Elena-"
"I know." She interrupted while letting out a shaky deep breath. He sat up and leaned against the headboard, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her closer to him, "Elena, I can't watch you go back to him. I-" He stopped and looked down at his hands, he hated that he felt this way. He growled and picked her up, gently laying her down next to him before jumping out of the bed. She quickly shuffled to the edge of the bed and grabbed his hand, forcefully pulling him back to her. He tightly grabbed her hand, lacing his fingers in between hers, but he wouldn't turn around to face her.
"Damon. I thought I explained to you earlier. I-I can't go back to Stefan, for more than one reason." He scoffed and rolled his eyes, still refusing to turn around. He could hear her heart racing and the shakiness in her voice, but she still loved him, and he couldn't share her heart. "Elena, listen." He slowly turned to look at her and her heart sank when she noticed his eyes were wet. She stood up and tried to comfort him, but he pulled his hand from hers and backed away. "Elena, I know you love him. I know you say you can't go back to him, but I see how you are together, and I know that once you're with him, all those feelings will come rushing back. I just can't sit back and watch you be with him; I can't love you and be on the side while you love him."
"But, Damon, I, what, how do you still think that?!" Tears were rolling down her cheeks as she screamed at him, her face was turning red with anger. "How? After this, I let you feed from me, I, I showed you how much I love you, Damon. I love you! I know what me and Stefan had, yes, I get it, but he lost me when he slept with Katherine and couldn't even tell the difference. And even before that happened, I wanted you, you know that. Why is it so hard for you to accept that my feelings for you are real?!" Her body was shaking, and her chest was heaving. She rolled her eyes and let out a frustrated grunt as she turned around to find her clothes that were sprawled across the floor.
Damon was frozen, he couldn't think of anything to say. He watched as she angrily got dressed, grabbing her phone and her room key, "I-I'm going outside to clear my head. I can't be around you right now." She quickly glared at him and turned to walk towards the door. Damons heart dropped into his stomach, No. I fucked this up already. It's not safe. She can't just go outside alone.
"Elena, wait!" He pleaded, but he was too late, the door slammed as she left the room. He quickly got dressed and ran outside, frantically looking for her. It was dark now, and everything was eerily still and silent. She couldn't have gone too far; it had only been a couple minutes. He closed his eyes and listened closely, trying to hear her breathing or her heartbeat, but he couldn't hear anything. He grabbed his phone and dialed her number, please pick up, Elena. He heard her phone ringing, and he followed the sound.
"Oh God." He leaned down and picked her phone up from the parking lot, it was between two cars. He looked around and began to panic, "Elena!"
And then he heard a faint scream, it wasn't far away but it was muffled. He listened closely, walking closer to it, praying that it was Elena.
"Damon!" He heard his name this time, and it sounded like he was right near her, but where? His mind was spinning as he walked through the parking lot, carefully listening for her. Then he heard her clear as day and he stopped right next to a dark blue sedan with heavily tinted windows. He aggressively pried the trunk open and let out a deep breath, "Elena, thank God." He scooped her up and vamped them back to their room before anyone could see, carefully setting her down on the bed. He slowly pulled the tape off her lips and ripped the ropes off her wrists, "Elena, what happened? Did you see who did this?" He asked her softly as he stroked her hair. She let out a loud sob and flung her arms around his neck, burying her head in his chest, "Damon, I-It was-"
Elena gripped tightly onto Damons shirt and immediately stopped crying. Damon grabbed her and stood in front of her in a protective stance, growling angrily.
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