Elena was sitting at the living table, writing a letter. Damon was trying to reach Caroline, to get more information about the herbs she’d been providing for Elena. Elena was so focused on her letter that she didn’t hear Damon come in.
“I can’t reach her” he said apologizing. “I’ll try again in a few minutes”
“You don’t have to worry her” Elena said soft as she folded the letter. She stood up with the intention to put the letter in her purse.
“What’s that?” Damon nodded suspiciously at the letter.
“Just some scrabbles” Elena lied and Damon jerked the letter out of her hands. He folded it open and as he read his eyes glowed from rage.
“What the hell is this, Elena?” he yelled waving the letter. “Your freaking testament? What the hell is wrong with you?”
“What’s wrong with me? I am sick! That’s what’s wrong with me! I’m going to die and nothing, not your blood, not Bonnie’s tea is going to stop that!” Elena cried.
Damon walked towards his girlfriend and put the letter down, after which he cupped Elena’s face, wiping away her tears with his thumbs.
“You are not going to die” he said soft yet determined. “I won’t let you. I’ll find a way to keep you alive”
Elena pulled herself away.
“I know what you’re thinking” she said trembling, but fierce. “But the answer is no. You’re not giving me your blood, no matter what happens”
She saw Damon’s eyes darken and his lips became a thin line.
“I’m serious, Damon. I don’t want to die, but I won’t be a vampire, either” Elena warned him. Damon rolled his eyes frustrated. “Fine then. I won’t feed you my blood”
“I can’t reach her” he said apologizing. “I’ll try again in a few minutes”
“You don’t have to worry her” Elena said soft as she folded the letter. She stood up with the intention to put the letter in her purse.
“What’s that?” Damon nodded suspiciously at the letter.
“Just some scrabbles” Elena lied and Damon jerked the letter out of her hands. He folded it open and as he read his eyes glowed from rage.
“What the hell is this, Elena?” he yelled waving the letter. “Your freaking testament? What the hell is wrong with you?”
“What’s wrong with me? I am sick! That’s what’s wrong with me! I’m going to die and nothing, not your blood, not Bonnie’s tea is going to stop that!” Elena cried.
Damon walked towards his girlfriend and put the letter down, after which he cupped Elena’s face, wiping away her tears with his thumbs.
“You are not going to die” he said soft yet determined. “I won’t let you. I’ll find a way to keep you alive”
Elena pulled herself away.
“I know what you’re thinking” she said trembling, but fierce. “But the answer is no. You’re not giving me your blood, no matter what happens”
She saw Damon’s eyes darken and his lips became a thin line.
“I’m serious, Damon. I don’t want to die, but I won’t be a vampire, either” Elena warned him. Damon rolled his eyes frustrated. “Fine then. I won’t feed you my blood”
“Bonnie?” Damon shouted. “Bonnie, where are you? Get back here!” But when nothing happened he understood he had to do this himself. He looked up at the chains and started pulling with all his strength. It hurt immensely, but he couldn’t stop. If this pain was necessary to be with Elena, he would go through it.
After a few minutes, that felt like hours, his right hand was liberated. Without hesitating he pulled his left arm and this time it took less time to free himself.
Then everything went black.
Damon opened his eyes and found himself outside on the spot where Bonnies house used to be. He looked at his arms. They had healed. He scribbled up and looked around. He felt different, like he’d been born again. Elena. He had to see Elena. And so he started walking in the direction of the Boarding House. He could sense she was there.
After a few minutes, that felt like hours, his right hand was liberated. Without hesitating he pulled his left arm and this time it took less time to free himself.
Then everything went black.
Damon opened his eyes and found himself outside on the spot where Bonnies house used to be. He looked at his arms. They had healed. He scribbled up and looked around. He felt different, like he’d been born again. Elena. He had to see Elena. And so he started walking in the direction of the Boarding House. He could sense she was there.
