Damon/Elena ღ

Damon stepped into the kitanda and crawled towards Elena who was still asleep. He waved a blood bag in front of her nose, knowing the scent would wake her up. And indeed, a few sekunde later Elena opened her eyes and snatched the bag out of Damon’s hands. Without thinking she pulled the stopper and drank the blood.
After a dakika au so she stopped drinking and looked at the empty bag in horror. She threw it against the ukuta and as it dropped on the floor four messy lines of blood were painted on the wall.
“Get that away from me” she alisema upset and shaking.
“Elena, wewe had to feed. wewe were...

Elena was pacing up and down the living room when Damon and Stefan came in. She speeded towards them and slapped Damon in the face.
“If wewe dare to ask what that was for I swear I’m going to slap wewe again” Elena threatened trembling and with tears in her eyes. “I told wewe I wasn’t going to take your blood. But of course, Damon Salvatore only thinks about himself. I hope you’re happy now. My bags are packed”
Elena waited for Damon to say something, anything to defend himself. But he remained quiet. Elena looked up at Stefan. “Can wewe tell Meredith that I’m sorry? I didn’t...

Sheesh, Jer, how much zaidi proof do wewe need that the guy loves you? Seriously though, it’s all well and good to say that Damon only cares about Elena’s happiness and that’s why he’s protecting Jeremy – and the mark. But nobody can pretend there is anything selfish about it anymore. He laid down his life. Three times. First with Kol, who for all he knew wouldn’t have been smart enough to compel him and would simply have offed him to get him out of the way. Let’s face it, it’s Kol. He wanted to kill Matt for shits and giggles. 

Damon thwarted him in this. He would not have been...

Elena opened her eyes and gasped for air. She sat up and pulled the threads on her body. She climbed out of kitanda and opened the door.
She covered her ears when she heard dozens of shoes stepping on the floor, people talking as if they were screaming through a megaphone.
“Shut up!” she screamed and a few staff members turned around.
“Are wewe alright, miss?” a nurse asked. Elena shook her head confused. She leaned against the room. Everything was a blur. “I’ll get a doctor” the nurse and she looked around to find one.
Elena hurried away. She was hungry. She needed to eat something...

Veronica parked her car in front of her Supernatural prison. She stepped out and walked to the back of her car.
Two of her minions, guarding the entrance, came towards her to give her a hand. Veronica unlocked the shina and the two men grabbed Jeremy’s arm.
“Lock him up” she ordered furious. They both held him tightly, though he was in no condition to fight them. “Is Rachel inside?”
One of them confirmed that and she headed to the entrance. Rachel was pacing through the room where Caroline, Stefan and Katherine were captivated.
“Can I talk to wewe for a moment?” she asked dead serious....

Jeremy ran to the backdoor, which was the closest from the basement. He opened it and limped outside.
Veronica was furious. She hysterically banged the door and screamed for Jeremy to let her out. She conjured her phone and dialed a number.
“Jack, I’m in trouble. Jeremy locked me up in Rachel’s basement. wewe have to come here”
Jack alisema something back.
“Oh, right, of course. You’re busy” Veronica nodded. “The window…No, I didn’t think about that. Okay, I have to hang. Thanks for the tip, Jack” She hung up and walked to the window. She caught a glimpse of Jeremy’s legs...

“Veronica, wait up!” Jeremy yelled as Veronica opened the door of her car. She took a deep breath and tried to keep a straight face.
“What?”
Jeremy scratched the back of his head, searching for words. “Did wewe hear me talking inside? Because I was just talking to myself” he lied. He tried to read Veronica’s face to see if she was buying it.
“Of course wewe were” Veronica replied in a serious tone. She stepped in and after she inserted the key in the ignition she looked back at Jeremy. “You need a ride?” she offered.
“Actually, I was going…” Jeremy started, but Veronica...

Elena had pulled up the sheets. She was getting cold. After Damon had left she’d started crying again and her face was wet from tears. Was this one of the many side effects chemo had? au was this part of the cancer?
“Hi, there” a small voice alisema from the end of the bed.
“Go away” Elena alisema with heavy voice. “I don’t want anyone to see me like this” She added as she tried to dry her eyes.
“I know, which is why I brought this” Caroline alisema secretive and she lifted a bag. She walked towards the bed. “I’m going to make wewe all pretty again. Now, make some room”
Elena...