“So, where exactly are we going, Damon?” Again he told me I’d have to wait and see. We drove for a long time until we reached a huge forest. Driving through the thick undergrowth made me remember what Stefan had talked about the night before and I shivered.
“You ok?” Damon looked at me, a puzzled look on his face.
“I’m fine, don’t worry.” I sat back against the seat and closed my eyes. Suddenly someone was shaking me gently.
“Elena, wake up, we’re here,” a voice drifted into my consciousness.
“Wha- Did I fall asleep?” I said groggily. Damon laughed softly.
“Yes you did. But now we’re here so come on.” I looked out of the window. We were on top of a huge hill overlooking a valley. I didn’t know Mystic Falls was anywhere near a valley. I was confused. Damon saw my puzzled face.
“I’ll explain where we are in a sec. Come on.” And he was at my door with it open in a blink. I undid my seatbelt and stepped out into the warm air. The view was breathtaking. It really was.
“This is my favourite place to come. When I need to escape, get away from everything, you know?” I turned to him.
“Why did you bring me here?” He wrapped his arms around me.
“Stefan told me he told you. I figured it was a lot to take in, especially as it’s my brother. For you to hear about him…you know, doing that, must have been hard. So I figured why not help her try to escape for a while.” He stroked my hair. Damon had surprised me with his sentimentality yet again.
“You know Damon, you can be quite the sweet-heart sometimes. I would never have guessed,” I looked up at him.
“Well, sentimentality isn’t my most redeeming quality, but it doesn’t mean that it doesn’t exist. I can be quite the romantic too, you know.” He kissed the top of my head and then opened the boot of the Chevrolet. He pulled out a picnic basket. My eye’s opened wide and I took in the scene that unravelled before me. Damon Salvatore, the cocky, dangerous vampire was laying out a picnic on top of a hill.
“Elena, why don’t you come and sit with me?” He beckoned me over and I sat down next to him.
“Wow Damon. You’ve really surprised me this time.” I leant up and kissed him. Then I grabbed a sandwich and munched it down. I’d realised that I hadn’t had breakfast before I left.
“Mmm, did you make these? Their amazing,” I said, licking my lips.
“No, they appeared out of mid air,” he replied sarcastically. I looked up at him with a look of mock annoyance and continued eating. He grabbed one too and we sat in silence for ages taking in the scenery.
“This place is beautiful Damon. No wonder you love it here.” He laughed.
“Elena, this place is beautiful, I agree. And calm and quiet. But that’s not the only reason why I love it…” I looked at him, confused. “It’s a favourite spot for hikers too.” I recoiled a bit and breathed.
“Damon, I’m trying not to think about how and what you eat. Can we stay off of that topic please?” He smiled guiltily back at me.
“Sorry…”
“You ok?” Damon looked at me, a puzzled look on his face.
“I’m fine, don’t worry.” I sat back against the seat and closed my eyes. Suddenly someone was shaking me gently.
“Elena, wake up, we’re here,” a voice drifted into my consciousness.
“Wha- Did I fall asleep?” I said groggily. Damon laughed softly.
“Yes you did. But now we’re here so come on.” I looked out of the window. We were on top of a huge hill overlooking a valley. I didn’t know Mystic Falls was anywhere near a valley. I was confused. Damon saw my puzzled face.
“I’ll explain where we are in a sec. Come on.” And he was at my door with it open in a blink. I undid my seatbelt and stepped out into the warm air. The view was breathtaking. It really was.
“This is my favourite place to come. When I need to escape, get away from everything, you know?” I turned to him.
“Why did you bring me here?” He wrapped his arms around me.
“Stefan told me he told you. I figured it was a lot to take in, especially as it’s my brother. For you to hear about him…you know, doing that, must have been hard. So I figured why not help her try to escape for a while.” He stroked my hair. Damon had surprised me with his sentimentality yet again.
“You know Damon, you can be quite the sweet-heart sometimes. I would never have guessed,” I looked up at him.
“Well, sentimentality isn’t my most redeeming quality, but it doesn’t mean that it doesn’t exist. I can be quite the romantic too, you know.” He kissed the top of my head and then opened the boot of the Chevrolet. He pulled out a picnic basket. My eye’s opened wide and I took in the scene that unravelled before me. Damon Salvatore, the cocky, dangerous vampire was laying out a picnic on top of a hill.
“Elena, why don’t you come and sit with me?” He beckoned me over and I sat down next to him.
“Wow Damon. You’ve really surprised me this time.” I leant up and kissed him. Then I grabbed a sandwich and munched it down. I’d realised that I hadn’t had breakfast before I left.
“Mmm, did you make these? Their amazing,” I said, licking my lips.
“No, they appeared out of mid air,” he replied sarcastically. I looked up at him with a look of mock annoyance and continued eating. He grabbed one too and we sat in silence for ages taking in the scenery.
“This place is beautiful Damon. No wonder you love it here.” He laughed.
“Elena, this place is beautiful, I agree. And calm and quiet. But that’s not the only reason why I love it…” I looked at him, confused. “It’s a favourite spot for hikers too.” I recoiled a bit and breathed.
“Damon, I’m trying not to think about how and what you eat. Can we stay off of that topic please?” He smiled guiltily back at me.
“Sorry…”
