Damon was lying on Elena’s bed as Elena was going through her jewelry, looking for some bracelet or necklace she didn’t like anyway. “I think your wiccan friend might be an issue” Damon said. “How’s that?” Elena asked distracted without turning around. “Well, she and I are not the best friends, you know. I doubt she’ll invite me in, in her magical little house” Damon replied. “So?” Elena shrugged. “You can wait outside, we don’t need you to do the spell” Damon frowned his eyes angry. “Well, then I suppose I can go back home, so I can play with Katherine, like you said so expressing this morning” he said grumpy. Now Elena turned around so quickly her neck cracked. She ignored the pain and shot Damon a furious look. She grabbed a necklace and walked to Damon. “She can have this one” she waved with the necklace, trying to sound normal. “I tried it on and it doesn’t suit me. So, if it doesn’t look good on me, it won’t look good on her, either”
Damon got up and walked towards Elena until he was just an inch away. He took her hands and looked her in the eyes. “I don’t believe that for a second, Elena” he said softly. “I think you can make the most worn diamond look shiny” A tensing silence filled the room as they stared in each other’s eyes until Elena averted her head. “We have to go” she said, swallowing. She left her room, walking downstairs. Damon waited a few seconds, thinking in himself. He had to keep himself together. It was not going to happen. She loved Stefan, period. “Damon? Are you coming?” Elena shouted from down the stairs. “Yeah!” Damon shouted back. “I’m there” He left the room and ran downstairs to find Elena waiting for him. “What were you still doing there?” Elena asked slowly. “Just… thinking” Damon said honest. Elena nodded. “Okay” She opened the front door, walking to the car. As she and Damon got in the car and he started the engines she lay her hand on his. “Damon” she sighed. “We need to talk. About what happened last night” Damon looked down at the steering wheel before he looked at Elena. “I know what you’re going to say” he started. “You thought I was going to die. You thought you would never see me again. And though you love Stefan you do care about me and you felt the need to let me die with a happy feeling. It was a sweet kiss, and I will cherish it, but it was nothing but a moment of compassion” Elena blinked and shook her head confused. “What, I-” “Elena” Damon said as he stroke her hair behind her ear. “It’s okay. I understand. I don’t want you to love me against your will” He looked back eyes front and pushed the accelerator pedal.
Damon got up and walked towards Elena until he was just an inch away. He took her hands and looked her in the eyes. “I don’t believe that for a second, Elena” he said softly. “I think you can make the most worn diamond look shiny” A tensing silence filled the room as they stared in each other’s eyes until Elena averted her head. “We have to go” she said, swallowing. She left her room, walking downstairs. Damon waited a few seconds, thinking in himself. He had to keep himself together. It was not going to happen. She loved Stefan, period. “Damon? Are you coming?” Elena shouted from down the stairs. “Yeah!” Damon shouted back. “I’m there” He left the room and ran downstairs to find Elena waiting for him. “What were you still doing there?” Elena asked slowly. “Just… thinking” Damon said honest. Elena nodded. “Okay” She opened the front door, walking to the car. As she and Damon got in the car and he started the engines she lay her hand on his. “Damon” she sighed. “We need to talk. About what happened last night” Damon looked down at the steering wheel before he looked at Elena. “I know what you’re going to say” he started. “You thought I was going to die. You thought you would never see me again. And though you love Stefan you do care about me and you felt the need to let me die with a happy feeling. It was a sweet kiss, and I will cherish it, but it was nothing but a moment of compassion” Elena blinked and shook her head confused. “What, I-” “Elena” Damon said as he stroke her hair behind her ear. “It’s okay. I understand. I don’t want you to love me against your will” He looked back eyes front and pushed the accelerator pedal.
Rachel stroke her fingers through her hair. “Oh my God. What have I done?” she mumbled agitated. “Think, Rachel, think” She looked around. Then she grabbed Gabe’s feet and dragged him to the farthest corner.
She ran to the stairs and went to the kitchen where she searched the drawers for matches. In her panic she forgot she had been living here for about twenty years and the matches lay in the second drawer next to the cupboard underneath the sink ever since. She pulled it open and grabbed the matches. Then she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Malt Whisky. She ran back downstairs to the body. She opened the bottle of Malt and poured its content over the body. Then she stroke a match and let it fall down and watch how Gabe went up into flames.
As she watched him burn a sudden agony fulfilled her body and she dropped the bottle. She fell down on her knees and felt her body contracting and convulsing while she screamed.
She ran to the stairs and went to the kitchen where she searched the drawers for matches. In her panic she forgot she had been living here for about twenty years and the matches lay in the second drawer next to the cupboard underneath the sink ever since. She pulled it open and grabbed the matches. Then she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Malt Whisky. She ran back downstairs to the body. She opened the bottle of Malt and poured its content over the body. Then she stroke a match and let it fall down and watch how Gabe went up into flames.
As she watched him burn a sudden agony fulfilled her body and she dropped the bottle. She fell down on her knees and felt her body contracting and convulsing while she screamed.
Here is a fiction based on Tokio Hotel and actor Thomas Dekker (and his band).
Find out why, the friend of Tom Kaulitz (Thomas Dekker), met in an American show "Stars Dance Ice" (Ice Dance with the Stars),
could not collaborate musically with Tokio Hotel. And why, Tom Kaulitz regrets having made friends with him during the show, then dragging his group into a descent into Hell that they would never have
imagined living one day, discovering the darkness and taboos of the American world.
It's a science fiction fiction, horror, yaoi / het and +18
Inspired by:
- American Satan
- Village of the Damned
- Invasion Los Angeles / They Live
- The Strain
- V (2009)
- The Magicians
- Books by David Icke
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