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Unexpexted Conversation {Delena}

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Damon looked back towards her with a small nod, before sitting down on the couch next to her.  He wanted to make the uneasiness go away as soon as possible, and he was pretty sure that just standing there wasn’t helping her out.  ”Vervain we can tolerate. But when it’s in large doses, it could wound us, but never really kill us. It depends on how it’s used though. Paired with a wooden stake? Painful,” he muttered, looking back towards her, trying to spare her from any grueling details.  He looked back at her when she asked about who was a werewolf in this town.  He hadn’t thought much about it, to be honest. The information alone was enough to keep himself away.  ”You know, I haven’t really thought about it. The person I talked to got word from Stiles, so it could be anyone really. The kid talks to anyone and everyone,” he said with a shrug. “I don’t care who it is, I’m not making friends with a wolf,” he said again, before looking back towards her.

“She’s dead. Witches aren’t immortal like we are. They get older, and they die. She was around way back when. I never met her. This was centuries ago..” he trailed off, unsure of who this witch really was.  All he knew is that she was the reason why he couldn’t enjoy the sun without this piece of metal on his finger. “She’s got every right to think that. I am,” he said, not going to sugar coat it for Elena. He was dangerous. There were times where he couldn’t control himself, and he’d lash out. He knew that. He looked back towards the ground, not wanting to think about what a wolf bite would do to her. “Let’s just say a bite’s a bite. No matter what, you’re looking at hurt. The best thing for you would be to wear wolfsbane along with the vervain. Protects you from the wolves too, so if they did bite you, it would hurt, but it’d hurt them more,” he said, looking back at her.

“Yes, you,” he said with a hushed voice. “I meant what I said earlier, Elena. I feel like I need to protect you and keep you safe. It’s an instinct that I’ve got now,” he said, looking back at her with his blue eyes. “Things have happened and people have left you, but I promise you, Elena. I will never leave you.”

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Elena nodded once more, understanding what vervain really did. Up until now, she thought that large doses could permanently wound them, or even kill them if she was thinking to the extremes. Elena wondered if Damon had ever experienced a wooden stake mixed with vervain; Damon seemed to be speaking from experience, but Elena couldn't be sure. "You haven't thought about it?" Elena asked, her eyes slitting into a small glare, as she turned her body to face Damon. "Damon - there are werewolves running around, and you're not thinking about who could be a potential threat to you?" She asked, bewildered that Damon hadn't thought about something so crucial. She rubbed her temples, frustration building up inside of her. She wanted Damon to be safe, and if he didn't know who was a werewolf, the chances of him staying safe seemed pretty slim at this point. Elena couldn't help but smile at the Stiles comment Damon made. It was true, Stiles did talk to everyone and anyone, about everything and anything. "So he just told you flat out that there were werewolves?" She asked, cocking an eyebrow at him, doubtful that Stiles would just come out and say something like that. "No compulsion or anything?" She asked, prying even more, a playful smile tugging at her lips. 

The smile soon faltered on Elena's lips when she found out that the witch was dead. Elena looked at him, her big brown eyes boring into his blue ones. Reaching for his hand, she gave it a small squeeze. "You're not," she said, not letting go of his hand. She knew Damon could've had Elena dead at any point, but she wasn't - she was still alive, and ironically enough, she felt safe with this man who deemed himself dangerous. "I don't wear vervain, Damon. And where am I supposed to get wolfsbane? That necklace Caroline was wearing before she turned into a vampire? It had vervain in it, but I'm sure you knew that every time you failed to compel her. Stefan gave it to her..and now, I don't know where it is." She said with a small shrug. Technically, Elena was walking around unprotected, and could be easily compelled to do anything at anytime. 

Elena looked at him, tears stinging her eyes. He seemed so sincere, and caring. "You can't leave me. You're doomed for eternity of being a vampire, and I'm doomed for what feels like an eternity of misery" Elena reminded him trying to lighten the conversation with a weak attempt at a joke. Letting go of his hand, Elena placed her own in her lap, looking at him.

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Unexpexted Conversation {Delena}

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Damon looked at her, knowing she was confused already.  She didn’t know much about who all was here supernatural wise, and that scared him.  There were plenty more in town, he was sure of it.  He looked towards her, knowing that what he was saying only confused her more. He knew she wanted to know about the other vampire, but he knew that she was friends with Leah, and he wasn’t going to out Asher like that.  They were… friends, if that was the right term.  ”There’s a few things that can kill vampires, the stake through the heart is the most common.  If we don’t wear these,” he said, waving his ring finger in the air for her to see. “We burn in the sun. And then there’s the werewolf bite..” he trailed off, shaking his head. “If a werewolf bites you, their bite is venomous to us.  It takes a while, but eventually it kills you. Very slowly, very painfully.”  He looked back at her, knowing she had to have been getting sick with all of this talk. It made sense though.  She had family here, friends, a life.  She’d do anything to protect herself and her friends and family, that was very clear.

“Vampires and werewolves are very push and pull. We were both put under a curse by the same witch, so to speak.  Werewolves are slaves to the night, the full moon being when they transition for a night. That’s when their anger is at it’s peak, and their minds… well, they stop thinking at this point of what’s right and wrong. From then on it’s all instinct,” he said, looking back at her. “And the vampires? Slaves to the daylight. It’s the reason why we can’t go out into the sun without our rings. It’s why your witchy friend hates me. She’s expected to,” he said, a slight edge in his voice as he looked back at her.  He wanted to stop talking for her sake, but at the same time, all he wanted to do was make sure she knew everything. She deserved to know, especially since Stefan wouldn’t.  He looked at her, a confused look on his face when she told him to be careful. “I don’t care about me, Elena. I’m worried about you,” he replied, looking directly at her with a newfound softness in his eyes.

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Elena glanced up as Damon wiggled his fingers, exposing the ring. She had noticed it on Stefan too, but that was before she found out what the Salvatore's really were, she didn't think twice about it. Nodding, Elena understood why Caroline needed one as well, it was to protect themselves. Elena tried to visualize any vampire burning in the sun, but it pained her to even think about something like that. "What about vervain?" She asked, interrupting him mid-sentence. Once Damon got back onto the topic of what a werewolf bite can do to a vampire, Elena looked down, not wanting to make eye contact. 'Very slowly and very painfully...' the words echoed in Elena's mind and she closed her eyes for a moment. Taking a deep breath, she opened them slowly, and looked up at Damon. The uneasiness was evident between the both of them, a common thought coming to the both of them. She couldn't imagine what she would do if Damon would get bitten by a werewolf, and she wanted to do everything in her power to protect him, and Stefan as well. "Who...do you think is a werewolf here?" She asked quietly, hating how small and timid she sounded. If the werewolf was someone she knew, she would try her best to talk them into chaining themselves down during a full moon and not running wild. But this was Elena, and a human up against any supernatural was practically impossible. 

"A witch?" Elena asked, perplexed. She knew what Bonnie was, she had seen Bonnie light a fire near Damon's feet with just a look. "Is the witch...still alive?" She asked, curious to know if witches had the advantage of being immortal, just like vampires. Even if the witch wasn't immortal, she was sure as hell powerful. "So, their mind set is sort of a trust the instinct kind of thing?" Elena asked, trying to put the pieces of this werewolf-vampire puzzle together, while at the same time trying to not get too overwhelmed. Elena cocked her head to the side, and made a face at Damon. "Bonnie doesn't hate you..she just thinks you're sort of dangerous, if you will." She said, trying to explain it to him. Truthfully, Bonnie had always wanted her friends to stay cautious around Damon, but Elena had grown to know Damon better, and she wished Bonnie could do the same as well. "Me?" Elena gave him a small smile, gracious that Damon was worried about her. "What can a werewolf bite do to a human?" She asked him, thinking of the worst case scenario's in her head. She patted the spot next to her on the couch with her hand, motioning for Damon to sit. Him standing around was starting to make her nervous, and right now she needed to be as calm as possible if she was going to learn more about werewolves, vampires, and witches.

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Unexpexted Conversation {Delena}

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Damon looked back at her, before he followed her towards the couch.  He remembered immediately what happened the last time she was here, and he clenched his jaw, hoping she wouldn’t dwell too much on it.  He looked back at her with a small nod, before looking around the room.  He knew there was a lot that Elena needed to know about him, especially about things that weren’t involving Katherine.  He knew that she deserved to know a lot about him, about his personality and his background, and he agreed with that whole heartedly. It was just the timing.  He couldn’t do it right away, because he wanted more than just a simple friendship with her.  He wanted more.  As soon as she mentioned the word werewolf, he looked back up at her as he sat down. “I was talking to another vampire I knew in town, and apparently one of the kids here—one of your classmates—knows a wolf or is friends with one, or something along those lines. Either way, it was important information for me, because a bite from a werewolf can kill a vampire. So naturally I’m bound to raise questions.  There’s still a lot I need to know about it, but it would only make sense. You can’t have vampires in town without werewolves. There was always talk about it back in 1864, but I never knew until now,” he said, looking back towards her, hoping that’d clear up some of her questions.  His guess was as good as hers at this point, and although it wasn’t a lot, it was enough to keep her mind less frantic.

He looked back at her, watching as she’d shift her feet or take a breath in.  All things he knew how to imitate and do, but for her, it was manditory. She needed to do those things to live, where he was only pretending to fit in.  The more he thought, the more it made him wish he was human again. “But that’s all I know,” he added, shrugging his shoulders.

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Elena's eyebrows shot up in shock. Another vampire? Here, in Beacon Falls? It seemed absurd, and absolutely unbelievable that there were more vampires in Beacon Falls that Elena didn't know of. Then again, Elena hadn't known about them before either. It wasn't like they walked around with 'VAMPIRE' written across their foreheads, or glittered in the sunlight as if they were Edward Cullen. Shaking the thoughts from her head, Elena focused her attention back to what Damon was saying. She was itching to know who the other vampire Damon was talk to was, but she told herself it was better if she didn't pry anymore than she already had. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he mentioned one of her classmates knowing a wolf personally. "Werewolf?" Elena mumbled to herself in a question, trying to wrap her head around the fact that one of her classmates, or classmate's friend actually transformed into a werewolf every full moon. "What-" Elena stopped mid-sentence, trying to grasp what Damon had just said. "How is that possible? I thought it was only a stake through the heart that can kill vampires?" 

Suddenly, Elena wasn't feeling too well. The thought of someone - or something running around every full moon putting the people she cared about at risk made her sick to her stomach. "What do you mean you can't have vampires in town without there being werewolves? What do the two have to do with each other?" Elena asked, wanting to know more answers. She gazed up at him, sympathy in her eyes. She knew Damon could be reckless, and do things without thinking, and that made her worried for him. Especially now that she found out what a werewolf bite can do to a vampire. "Be careful, please." She said, softness in her voice.

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Long Time No See | Leah/Elena | (Chatzy)

Tagged: Leah Smallbrook, Elena Gilbert

Location: The Grill 

Notes: Elena and Leah meet up after a long time, catching up with what's going on between the two of them, and what they've been missing out on / Unfinished, but yolo?

Elena searched The Grill for Leah's familiar blonde head, but amongst the rest of the people, there was no use. Sitting down at one of the small tables, Elena watched the door, hoping to see Leah soon. Her friend was right, the two haven't seen each other in forever, and Elena felt at fault for the distance she put between the two of them.

Leah ran a hand through her hair as she let out a frustrated sigh at the traffic in front of and all around her, shaking her head as she checked the time. She might be a couple of minutes late to meeting Elena, but she hoped that her friend wouldn't mind. Though, it wasn't much longer until she was walking through the doors of The Grill, spotting her best friend almost immediately, a smile coming to her face as she made her way over. "Hey, 'Lena. Ugh, I've missed you so much. You have no idea." Sitting down across from the girl after giving her a brief hug, she leaned against the table and said, "So, what's been going on? What's new in the life of Elena Gilbert?"

Elena looked up, seeing Leah and grinned. She stood up, immediately hugging her friend, glad to have her here, especially after all the drama that was going on in Elena's life right now. Pulling away from the hug, she sat down and gave Leah a small smile. "I've missed you too. And I'm sorry..for putting this distance between us,  it's not fair," Elena said. Looking at Leah she gave her a small shrug, a pout forming on her lips. "New in the life of Elena Gilbert? Would everything that can go wrong, going wrong be considered new?" She asked, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

Leah "It's not like it's your fault we sort of stopped talking.... contact is a two way street. I could've called or texted you." The corners of her lips turned upwards in a small, sympathetic smile. She did feel bad for never exactly trying to contact her friend, even though she had thought many times over the past couple of weeks that she missed the brunette girl. "Yes, it would be considered new. I'm sorry, babe. I mean, if you want to talk about it... rant or whatnot, I'm here for you. Any time, any day."

Elena "Yeah...but.." Elena trailed off, not knowing what else to say. Technically, the both of them knew they were at fault, there wasn't anything else they could've done. What mattered now was that they were both here, finally catching up. "I'll take your offer up on that," she said with a smile, not wanting to burden Leah with all her drama just yet. The waitress came over, asking them what they'd have, and Elena ordered a coffee. Once she walked away, Elena jumped back into where the conversation left off. "So, what about you?"

Leah ordered a coffee as well, since she definitely could use the caffeine. She hadn't slept at all the night before due to her father's yelling, and she was sure she looked like a walking, talking zombie. "Good. I was there for you all summer, but when school started it seemed like we just.... lost touch. I miss baking cookies with you when we were bored and hanging out at your house for days and all of the stuff that we did. I guess we've both been so caught up with our own things.." trailing off, she shook her head a bit and couldn't help but shrug. "Well, what's new in my life is that I haven't talked to Tyler in weeks. I've also been talking to this guy, too.. and I've been getting closer with Caroline lately. It's nice."

Elena gave Leah a small nod. "I know, I'm sorry," she said as she ran her fingers through her hair. The memories that Leah brought up made Elena grin, her gloomy mood instantly fading. "If you weren't there while we were baking cookies, I'm I would've ended up burning the house down," Elena said with a laugh. She furrowed her eyebrows at the mention of not speaking to Tyler in weeks. Last Elena remembered was the two hitting it off pretty well. "Why haven't you two talked?" She asked, curious. Hearing Caroline's name, Elena was reminded of what she had just told her about Stefan.

Leah "Of course. You're horrible with ovens. I swear, we've had at least four or five incidents where you've almost burned the house down after I leave you alone for five minutes." Laughing, she shook her head and couldn't help but grin widely at the memories. They've had so many good times over the past... well, their entire lives, really. "Yeah, I'm not sure. I guess he's busy with lacrosse and whatever else he's been up to." With a shrug of her shoulder, she brushed it off, even though she did miss him. "Have you talked to him at all?"

Elena "I'm horrible with everything involving baking or cooking!" Elena said correcting her with a grin. "Thank God Aunt Jenna is a decent cook, and..I always have you too," she added. She missed spending time with Leah, after all, she was one of her closest friends and the memories they shared were brilliant ones. If they ever got into a fight, it would be resolved as quick as possible, because the two of them were so alike; so one in the same. "Hm.." Elena said, wondering what Tyler had really been up to. She hadn't seen him around either, but then again, she was stuck in her own world lately. "Tyler? No, I haven't. What happened between the two of you?"

Leah nodded in agreement to her correction, knowing that what she said was completely true. Elena definitely had no future with cooking or baking. "I guess you make pretty great sandwiches, though. So, props to that." She continued with a little laugh, giving the waitress a smile as she brought their coffees. Taking a sip, she raised her eyebrows as she asked what happened between them and shrugged, letting out a sigh as she said, "Nothing happened between us. He was really hostile towards me one night after I said that I was hanging out with Jackson, and we haven't talked since. I don't know what his problem is. I guess I'll call him soon, see what's going on."

Elena shrugged her shoulders, her lips curling into a frown. "Apparently not. Jeremy's been throwing all my sandwiches out, I think I've lost my touch." Elena held the mug in her hands, the warmth feeling good against her cold hands. "Jackson? You and Jackson hang out?" Elena said, not being able to hide the surprise in her voice. "Give him a call - or you know what? Talk to Lydia, maybe she knows what's going on."

Leah "Lena, Jackson and I are neighbors. I'm pretty sure I broke into his yard to play with his dog when I was five just because my parents wouldn't let me go over." Letting out a laugh, she shook her head and took another sip from the cup, pursing her lips as she set it down to speak again. "Yeah, I'll do both. I think I'll call up Lydia tonight, actually. I'm sure she'll know what's going on with her brother. And if she doesn't, well... oh well. I'll find out from him myself." Running a hand through her hair, she said, "So... how are you and Caroline doing? Last I heard, you two weren't speaking."

Elena shook her head, feeling stupid for forgetting something like that. "I know - I'm just..I guess I'm surprised you'd be friends with him. Regardless of being neighbors or not." She didn't know Jackson personally, aside from the small conversations she had with him, but she knew that he was capable of being a first rate jack-ass, whether or not he was attacked by an animal or not. Elena nodded, "Ok, and let me know what she says, now I'm curious as to where he's gone too." Taking a sip from her coffee, Elena tried her best to buy some time. "We had a fight...over something stupid, but we resolved it."

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I want you to tell him that Vicki left town and she’s not coming back. That he shouldn’t look for her or worry about her. He’s gonna miss her, but he knows it’s for the best.

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Unexpexted Conversation {Delena}

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Damon knew that there was a lot Elena needed to know.  Especially if they were going to… well, become closer.  He doubted anything would even happen between them, even if they felt the same.  There was so much she needed to know still.  About him, about his past, about this town… it couldn’t be hashed out in one night, but he’d try. The funny thing about Elena was that he felt a harsh pull from her; something so strong that made him want to confess everything, make him feel weaker than he was to his own emotions.  He knew there was no switch to turn off the pain, the feelings; it was nonexistent.  But he’d pretend for anyone else. Anyone except Elena.  She was strong, there was no doubt.  But she had a hold on him, and it’d be lying if that weren’t true.  As much as he’d hate to admit it to anyone, she did have something on him, and he wouldn’t dare shake it.

He knew that there were things to consider, especially about him.  He was first and for most, a vampire. He enjoyed the taste of blood, especially a human’s.  That was his nature, and despite what she said, Stefan said, Caroline said, or anyone for that matter, that was his priority in life.  He cared about her, but he needed to remember his instincts.  He also knew a lot about the town’s history, things that Elena would never know about if she hadn’t met the two brothers.  He knew she needed to know, and now that they were past the enemy zone, she had every right to learn about the town’s true history.  But with that, it also meant learning about him and Stefan’s life more.  It meant diving deeper into the fact that they were vampires.  She’d learn the whole history, whether she liked it or not.  But he knew she wanted to. He wanted to say that she was coming over to profess her love towards him, but he wasn’t that stupid.  He knew that she’d avoid it, and he’d bring it up eventually, but he wanted to answer what she needed to know first and foremost.  

He kept the door open, knowing only Elena would even dare walk in without knocking. He probably should’ve kept it shut and waited for a familiar knock, but he didn’t really care.  He just wanted to see her, and he wanted to talk with her.  It was odd for him, well, extremely.  But he wanted to know. He heard her voice and he made himself known, giving her a small smile. “Hello, Elena,” he said, walking up to her. “You’re not a knocker, are you?” He asked, trying to keep things light.

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Elena gave a shy smile, suspecting that there was some kind of underlying message beneath Damon's comment. None the less, she gave him a small smile, her shoulders raised in a small shrug. "I was going to knock, but..it was open," Elena said as she crossed her arms over her chest. She was worried that the purpose of tonight would go in a different direction, a direction she wasn't prepared for. What was she prepared for tonight? It definitely wasn't to learn more about whatever this town was keeping a secret, and it sure as hell wasn't about learning how Damon came to the conclusion of werewolves in Beacon Falls. But, that was the thrill of it all, wasn't it? Not being prepared for what's to come - a thrill Elena was scared to take a chance on, but she knew she had to. She wanted to learn more about Damon, more about his life without Katherine involved in it. Closing the door behind her, Elena stood close by, a certain room in perfect view from the angle where she was standing. 

She glanced up the staircase, expecting to see Stefan there, but she knew it was senseless to do so. Stefan had made it very clear that he was done with Elena, and now that he and Caroline were together, Elena wanted to stay away from it all. It probably didn't help that she was in the same house, but she wasn't there for Stefan, she was there for Damon. Damon and his absurd stories about werewolves, and mutual feelings. Walking past Damon and into the main sitting room, Elena sat down reminiscing about the last time she was in this very spot. It was when Bonnie and Elena got to see Caroline for the first time after she had died, and was in the middle of transition. Looking at the wall, she remembered how quick Caroline's temper was triggered, and how she pinned Damon against the wall. The couch..where she scurried behind it, scared to show herself to her friends. It was an eerie place to be; the memories were still so fresh in Elena's mind still causing chills to go up and down her spine. Looking up at Damon she raised her eyebrows, "werewolves?" She asked simply knowing he knew exactly what she meant with that question. "No matter how many times I try to convince myself that there's no werewolves in Beacon Falls, the little voice in my head reminds me that there are vampires here, so why not werewolves?" She mused aloud, looking past Damon into the distance. "How did you even find out about...them?" She asked, looking at him, confusion written all over her face.    

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Unexpexted Conversation {Delena}

Damon looked at his phone, reading the texts over again. He didn’t think about his response, he just sent it. It was honest, just like she was with him. At first it shocked him, wondering if she just meant in a bad way because of his nature, which although was true, he didn’t want to scare her. She was a strong girl, he knew that from the get go. She never lied about anything, and she was always straightforward with him. He appreciated that, it meant she wasn’t afraid of him. He was almost excited when she admitted that he consumed her. It was different for him, really. He wasn’t used to having such a hold on someone, especially without compulsion. Maybe that’s why he said what he did. Maybe it was because she meant something to him. He wanted her bliss initially, but now it was much more than that. He just wanted her.

He got up from his bed, knowing she’d be here at any moment. He grabbed a glass for something to drink, but set it down immediately. He wanted to be as sober as possible for this. It was Elena, and he wanted to be his best for her. He still couldn’t think about what he had said to her. He did feel something, but he was so honest about it. About her. He walked away towards his closet, throwing on a black t-shirt before walking down the stairs. Stefan wasn’t home yet, but in all honesty, he didn’t really care. Stefan would come home when he felt like it, and whenever he did wasn’t up to him, or really, in his idea of caring. His brother was a big boy, and he could handle himself. He took a deep breath as he waited for something, anything from her.

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Elena stared at her phone, wondering what Damon meant. How would he know that when she was with him she was consumed by him - was he consumed by her? No, it was an absurd thought, Damon could never be consumed by her. The Damon she knew wasn't consumed by anything, if only by hate. But maybe, just maybe it was true. Elena tried to stop the knot in her stomach from forming, but it was no use at this point, she was a nervous wreck, on the brink of being anxious. She closed her eyes slowly, reminiscing on the first time she had met Damon - the current feeling in her stomach was identical to how she felt when she first met him at the Salvatore house. But there, she was a bit fearful, scared for herself. Stefan had told her things about Damon that made her cautious towards him, but looking back at it now, the Damon that Stefan had explained was a monster, someone who was incapable of having feelings, or caring about someone. And Elena knew from first hand experience that Damon did care, he just didn't want people knowing; or he just didn't want to show it. She could be honest and open with him now, and that was much more than what she can say she could be towards Stefan right now - or even anyone else at this point. Opening her eyes, a small sigh escaped from her pink lips, turning into a frown. She needed to see him, but not to discuss her feelings, or rather, their feelings. Tonight, that wasn't what they were going to discuss, tonight they were going to discuss what's going on in this town regarding the recent chaos that happened at school.

The chilly air made Elena wrap her leather jacket around her tighter as she walked up the steps of the Salvatore house. A howl in the background made the hair on her arms stand up, and she quickened her pace. "Werewolves don't exist in Beacon Falls, stop freaking yourself out," she muttered to herself. But yet, the fear of something stronger, and other than vampires out in the wild scared Elena just the same. Knocking on the door, she frowned in confusion when the door creaked open. Poking her head in, she glanced around. There was no doubt in her mind that Damon had opened the door, probably trying to get Elena more anxious and scared than she already was. "Ha-ha, very funny Damon," she said loudly, her voice echoing through the main room. She saw movement from the corner of her eye, and panicked for a moment thinking it was Stefan. Glancing to the side she gave the figure a small smile as they approached closer. "Hi, Damon," she said quietly. 

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Texts {Elena}

D: That whole feeling something for me? It goes both ways, Elena.

E: Damon..maybe this is something we shouldn't be discussing over text. I'll stop by the house tomorrow, we can talk then.

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Texts {Elena}

D: If I showed you we'd both be dead.

E: ..Oh.

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I think you found a way to get out of bed this morning. And that makes you the strongest person I know. I think you can do pretty much anything.

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All of this is getting out of hand.

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You know how people are, Elena. But you never know what they saw. Could’ve been anything. I wasn’t there, and I’ll never know exactly what was there. But honestly, why would someone make things up? 

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I don't know if I'd want to know what they saw...everything is just so confusing right now. Make up things about what? The mythical creatures or the serial killer?

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Texts {Elena}

D: You know what? Here's me caring for once. You are NOT going to die because you refuse to believe that there are. You believed Stefan when he told you about vampires. Why not believe me?

E: Because Stefan showed me. I doubt you could show me a couple of wolves..or werewolves or whatever.

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Texts {Elena}

D: That's where you do it, Elena. I'm serious. I don't wanna see you get hurt.

E: There. Are. No. Wolves. In. Beacon. Falls. Hurt? You're hilarious, all I've been my whole life is hurt.

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All of this is getting out of hand.

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What kind of rumors are you hearing, Elena?

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Everything from serial killers to mythical creatures that only exist in books and movies. Someone died and people are saying these things? What's that quote from Scream? Oh, "one generations tragedy is the next one's joke."

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Texts {Elena}

D: You know that thing about trusting me?

E: Yes...