I donāt care about some lame ass cure for vampires either, because I donāt want you to be cured
The statement alone had been selfish, but then again selfish seemed to describe Damon Salvatore when it came to Elena Gilbert. When the cure had first been introduced he had dreaded it, because everyone, including Stefan had been full steam ahead on wanting to find it. The cure wouldnāt just solve vampire-ism, but also break a sire bond that had formed between him and Elena. It had been foolish of him to think happiness had landed at his feet, because of one night and morning spent in bliss. Damon had thought maybe the universe was finally letting up, and heād get the girl, but then enter Stefan, and enter sire bond.
The words which had caused him to stop dead in his tracks, because he had been stunned, actually stunned by Elena at what she was offering.
Thatās how much I know this is real. Thatās how certain I am that Iām going to love you even after this is all over. Take the cure, be human with me, weāll be together and grow old together this doesnāt have to be hard anymore.
How could words that had sounded so hopeful crush him?
Thatās not me Elena, thatās Stefan. You know I use to miss being human and now I canāt think of anything more miserable on earth.
Yes he could, and he found himself too damn cowardly to say it. Elena might have been certain that her feelings for him were real but everyone else including himself? They didnāt believe it, and in Damonās defense he couldnāt help but be weary because when he had heard āalways Stefanā on constant repeat it was hard to move past it. More miserable than being human would be being human and watching Elena realize what a huge mistake she had made, the words that she had promised him being broken, and all he could do was watch her run back into his brotherās arms, the right arms. What would he be left with? Nothing, he wouldnāt be a vampire, heād be in the miserable human race like every other idiot, and that was not a risk he was willing to take, because being a vampire was all he had.
Five years from now where do you see yourself?
What do you want me to say Damon that Iām never going to be one hundred percent okay with being a vampire for the rest of eternity? Fine, but Iām okay with that because that means I get to be with you, forever and just the thought of that is good enough for me why isnāt it good enough for you?
All I see five years from now is you. You see your entire future and I want you to have that. Youāre going to take the cure Elena.
Well I donāt want it Damon. I donāt want to live without you either.
Once again Elenaās words having the power to stun Damon completely as he stared at her in complete awe; because he knew she wanted the chance to be human again. Maybe as a vampire Elena had eventually been able to embrace that life, but recently he could tell she was starting to miss out on the joys of being human, growing old, but thanks to Jo and Alaric having kids. Ever since the cure had been given to him he felt it as a heavy weight, and burden to bare because eventually heād be telling Elena, and letting her go. I canāt be selfish with you Elena the mantra he had lived by, he could be selfish with anyone else but not Elena, and knowing she yearned to be human again he couldn't let the chance slip away even though technically he almost had, enter his own Mother being the one to tell his dirty little secret.
There she was standing before him with cure in hand and rather than accepting it, and allowing herself to finally give herself the life she rightfully deserved she was telling him no. Damon had told her he couldnāt live without her, and she was stating the same, and yet she had no memories of their love, and yet she was choosing him. Over everything, every memory of being human and every planned out future she was willing to let it slip away, for him. Never in his life, human life included had someone made him first choice, and yet Elena was choosing him over humanity. Yes, being a vampire is what Damon did best, and the perks of being a vampire was something he always relished in, to sum it up Damon loves being a vampire, but he loves Elena more.
The words that had slipped out of his mouth something that even surprised him, but he meant them. A promising shade of blue meeting a questioning shade of brown, Damonās hands closed over hers, never once removing his gaze from her so that she can see how serious he is.
Whether she is sporting a heart beat or fangs Iām going to love her. If sheās baring a heart beat then I am too. If sheās human, then so am I. I meant it when I told her I will always choose her.
āIāll become human too.ā Ā