I Know You By Heart
Ein neues Kapitel! Nach so langer Zeit! Sorry, aber die Schule... Ihr kennt das ja XD
Dafür hab ich eine gute Nachricht: ich hab hier drei Kapitel fertig. Eigentlich waren die mal ein einziges, aber 20 handgeschriebene DIN A4 Seiten lassen sich wohl besser in drei Kapitel aufteilen. Die kommen dann alle nacheinander online. Teil 1 ist schon da. Viel Spaß!
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Midnights in Winter
The glowing fire
Lights up your face in orange and gold.
I see your sweet smile
Shine through the darkness
It's line is etched in my memory.
So I'd know you by heart.
Mornings in April
Sharing our secrets
We'd walk until the morning was gone.
We were like children
Laughing for hours
The joy you gave me lives on and on.
'Cause I know you by heart.
When Elena woke up the next morning she was no longer sitting on the couch in the parlor but lying in a bed – in Damon's bed. Her body was snuggled up to his and her head was resting on his bar chest.
What the…
In a jolt she changed into a sitting position. She clutched her heart which was beating fast and took deep breaths, trying not to freak out. What had happened last night? Why was she lying in Damon's bed with Damon right beside her? And why wasn't he wearing his shirt?
"Elena, calm down," Damon's sleepy voice sounded beside her. "The sound of your beating heart is like a jackhammer in my ears." Groaning he sat up and eyed Elena worried. "Did you have a nightmare?"
"I'm in a nightmare," Elena corrected and jumped out of the bed. She looked down at herself to find that she was fully dressed and her necklace was where it belonged as well.
"What do you mean?" Damon asked confused. "What's wrong with you?"
"What did you do last night?" Elena interrogated him.
"Huh?"
"Did you something to me? Did you compel me to do… whatever. Did you?"
"I don't understand. What are you talking about?" Damon asked sincerely.
"Okay, then why do I wake up, in your bed, with you topless?" she inquired directly.
Damon stared at her for a moment then he burst out laughing.
"It's not funny."
"Actually, it is," Damon said. "Did you think that we…"
"No! I mean yes. I mean… Stop confusing me!" Damon was still laughing. "And stop laughing! I feel completely humiliated," she added offended.
Damon cleared his throat and put on a serious expression.
"You can calm down. We didn't do anything. I didn't do anything. I brought us here because it's much more comfortable and I didn't want to wake up with a stiff neck," he explained. "And this," he added, pointing at his bare chest. "is how I always sleep. But if it bothers you so much I'll put on a shirt."
"It doesn't bother me." Those words escaped her mouth before she could stop them. She instantly regretted to have said them when she became aware of the ambiguity.
Damon put on a cocky grin. "I knew you'd like my dashing body."
"Shut up, will you?" Elena said pointedly. "And get dressed, please," she added and sat down on the bed with her back turned on him.
"Come on, admit it, honey," Damon whispered into her ear. His breath was grazing her neck. A shudder ran down her spine. He was unbearable close. "I'm irresistible."
Now Elena was laughing. "You wish."
"Deny it all you want, Elena. I know better. You're attracted to me. You've always been."
Elena turned around to face him and spit something back but when her face was only inches away from him she forgot all she wanted to say and swallowed hard. She quickly turned around and got up.
"I need to check if the verveine withered," she said more to herself than to Damon.
"Now it's getting ridiculous, Elena," Damon said shaking his head. "I swear, I didn't invade your personal space. It would do you good to trust me once in a while."
"I do trust you," Elena affirmed. "I was just confused… Let's just forget it, okay?"
"Gladly."
Damon put on a shirt while Elena admired the beautiful view from his room. She was so lost in the scenery that she didn't notice Damon creeping up on her. She just felt his arms encircle her and startled. He was hugging her from behind.
"It's a beautiful view, isn't it?"
Elena swallowed hard again and tried not to show him how nervous she was with him being so close.
"Yes…"
Damon rested his head on her shoulder. "Elena?"
"Yes…?"
"You might wanna go see a doctor," he said. "You might be suffering from arrhythmia."
Elena gave it up. She just ignored his remark and continued to stare outside. Soon she had calmed down. We're just hugging, she told herself. We've done that several times. And she didn't feel uncomfortable in his embrace. She actually felt herself lean against him.
She didn't know for how long they'd been standing there, hugging and looking outside. After a while Damon offered to make her breakfast and she gladly accepted it.
"Do you have anything edible for humans here?" Elena asked and sat down at the counter.
"Let's see," Damon said and opened the refrigerator. "We have A positive… B negative… and AB negative. Which one do you prefer?"
"I guess I'll have breakfast at home."
"Just kidding," Damon said. "Give me some minutes."
Elena watched him fascinated making her breakfast. He cooked bacon and eggs and served her orange juice.
"Who taught you how to cook?" she asked curiously.
"I taught myself," he answered. "Even if I'm a vampire that mostly feeds on blood it doesn't mean I can't enjoy the taste of good human food."
He walked over to her, put two plates with bacon and eggs onto the counter and took a seat opposite to Elena.
"Buon appetito," he said.
Elena grabbed her fork and started eating. She wasn't surprised to find that it tasted as good as the last time he had cooked for her.
"This is really good," she told him.
"Thanks. Glad you like it," Damon said and emptied his glass of orange juice.
"I think I'll go home now," Elena announced after they had finished breakfast.
"Do you want me to take you home?" Damon asked.
"No, I can get home by myself. And the last time I checked you, Pearl and Anna are the only vampires around that have such a ring."
"True," Damon said. "And the remaining vampires probably scooted after you kicked their friend's ass."
"Yeah!"
They got up. Elena picked her back up and Damon walked her to the door.
"So… I'll be seeing you," Elena said shyly.
Damon nodded. "I'm always everywhere you go."
Elena felt her cheeks blush. "There's no need to. I can take care of myself and if not I'll call you."
"As you wish." He shrugged.
"So… bye, Damon," Elena said.
"Bye, Elena."
Elena wanted to turn around and leave but she didn't do so. She was staring into Damon's eyes, unable to move. Damon tilted his head to the side, looking at her amused. He just wanted to open his mouth to ask her what was keeping her there when she snapped out of her trance. She pecked him and quickly walked to her car. Before she got in she raised her head to look back at him. He was smiling. She returned the smile, got into her car and drove away.
Damon closed the front door. He had an embarrassing dreamy expression on his face and shook his head to snap out of it. If he didn't know better he would say Elena was using compulsion on him. She was doing something to him that he couldn't describe. She awakened long forgotten feelings inside him. She was making him feel human again.
He walked into the kitchen and put the dished into the dishwasher. Then he opened the refrigerator and took out a blood bag. That reminded him that he wasn't human no matter how much he wished to be one again. Now he understood what his brother had been going through all the time but Stefan was closer to humanity because he didn't feed on human blood.
Lost in thoughts he put the now empty bag into the trash, walked into the parlor and slumped on the couch. He'd once tried to do the Stefan diet but found it a) weakening him and b) unnecessary but now… Did he need to be strong at all? He wasn't constantly fighting anymore. Like he had said the remaining vampires they hadn't killed probably fled. And as far as he could tell he didn't have any enemies aside from Alaric Saltzman which he hadn't seen for a while. Maybe he could try it again. Stefan would be proud of him and Elena, too.
Speaking of Stefan… why was he suddenly feeling his presence near by? He didn't… or did he?
A moment later Damon's questioned was answered when the front door opened and Stefan entered. He entered the parlor and was surprised to find Damon in there.
"You're back?"
"As you can see," Damon said. "What brought you back?"
"Do I need a reason to come home?" Stefan asked him, dropped his baggage next to Damon on the couch and froze.
"Was Elena here?"
"Yeah," Damon answered. "She stayed over night."
"What?!"
Suddenly Stefan grabbed Damon by the throat, whirled him around and pinned him against the wall. For a second bewilderment flickered in Damon's eyes as he stared into Stefan's – he found something in there that shouldn't be there – but then they were holding boredom as usual.
"Relax," he told his brother. "I didn't touch her. In case you haven't noticed we have a vampire problem – no pun intended – and I didn't think it was a good idea to let her drive home all by herself as she refused to let me drive her. So she slept over. Could you let me go now, please?"
Stefan let him go but still wasn't convinced that nothing had happened between his brother and Elena.
"Why was she here in the first place?" he inquired suspiciously.
Damon had two options. Either he would tell him of his hunting sessions with Elena or he'd make up a story. He chose option II and decided to pull some strings.
"I threw a belated birthday party for her, okay? At least one of us should acknowledge that she turned eighteen a few days ago."
"I sent her a message," Stefan defended himself.
"Whooo, a message. I guess she was really happy about a message instead of a visit," Damon with sarcasm.
"I couldn't come. I was–"
"Busy, yeah. She told me. And what were you so busy with?"
"I knew the vampires escaped from the tomb. I don't know their agenda. They might want to take over the town. So I traveled around and found allies. One of them is Lexi's boyfriend. Do you know him?"
"Lexi's boyfriend?" Damon repeated. "No, never met him."
"Well, he's staying around and will help us if the other vampires attempt something," Stefan explained.
Bravo, Damon thought. You're about two months too late.
"So what brought you back? How did your search for Katherine go? Did you find her?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
"That bad, huh?"
"Just drop it, will you?" Damon said irritated. "Go and do something useful. Like paying a visit to your girlfriend. I'm sure she'll jump into your arms considering how much she missed you."
Damon could hardly control himself. All the anger he was holding inside was clearly audible in his voice.
"I was just going to do that," Stefan said. He took a look around the parlor and sighed. "Elena partying with you… A lot must have changed while I was gone."
Yeah, wait for the biggie, Damon thought and couldn't hide his grin. However he didn't dare to tell it to Stefan because his brother seemed to be on edge right now.
"See you later," Stefan said and left. Once he heard Stefan driving away Damon grabbed the lamp on the table next to the couch and smashed it against the wall.
Why, he thought bitterly. Why does he have to come back now?
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Sorry^^° Naja, er musste ja irgendwann mal wiederkommen. Das war die Überraschung, eine fiese XD Armer Damon. Gerade jetzt wo er sich doch so gut mit Elena versteht ._.
