Damon and Elena were lying on the bed, Elena’s head resting on Damon’s chest. “I believe we’ve been here before” Elena mumbled.
“Hmm” Damon confirmed. “Do wewe remember what wewe alisema back then?”
Elena relegated on the kitanda and closed her eyes. “I alisema I wouldn’t leave you, that I would stay with wewe until the very end”
Elena felt a teardrop on her head, but she didn’t look up. “Promise me wewe won’t leave now either”
“I promise” Elena whispered and she pinched Damon’s hand. She knew it was a lie. She knew that no matter how much medication she was taking, the cancer had already won. She could literally feel her body shutting down. Though doctor Meredith Fell really did the best she could, they had just been too late. They should’ve never listened to Bonnie.
“We still have options” Damon alisema hoarse. “If I give wewe some of my blood…”
“We’ve been through that, Damon” Elena replied, but there was no anger in her voice. “I’m not drinking your blood”
“But wewe could heal” Damon protested.
“According to Caroline vampire blood only heals injuries, no diseases” Elena commented.
“It’s worth a shot” Damon tried to convince her.
“No, it’s not. I won’t risk becoming a vampire” Elena refused.
Damon sat up and looked angry at his sick girlfriend. “But wewe will risk dying?”
“Maybe it’s just my time” Elena suggested casual.
“You’re eighteen, for crying out loud!” Damon exclaimed. He got off the bed. “You’re selfish, do wewe know that? I know it must be hard to hear this from me, the most selfish person on the planet, but right now you’re selfish. wewe have a fair chance to conquer this. Your brother needs you, your Marafiki need you…I need you. All it takes is for wewe to accept my blood, but you’d rather die. Why is that, exactly?”
Elena had started crying during Damon’s outburst. The medication made her extra emotional.
“Is it so hard for wewe to understand I don’t want to be a vampire? That maybe one siku I want to have a family, grow old with the man I love?”
“None of those things is going to happen, if you’re dead, Elena!” Damon snarled. “And exactly how were wewe planning to have a family? I can’t make babies! Are wewe going to hump into kitanda with Matt so he can loan wewe his seed?”
Elena slapped him hard in the face.
“I’m not drinking your blood, Damon” she replied soft, but determined.
“Fine” Damon grunted and he walked towards the door. “I’ll go find myself a stake. If wewe can’t see a reason to live, then I can’t either. I’m not spending an eternity without you”