Damon & Elena - Only One

Damon opened the door of the bathroom and collided to Elena, who was staring at him with crossed arms.
“What?” Damon asked. Elena was giving him this reproachful look.
“Are Du going to tell me what happened last night?” Elena said.
“No” Damon refused. “What’s there to tell? I had a bad dream. It’s not uncommon, Du can look it up”
“But I thought they were over? Is this why Du want us to sleep in separate rooms? So I wouldn’t know? Damon, Du can’t keep those kind of things from me. If someone’s trying to hurt Du Du have to tell me” Elena sagte caring.
Damon walked...

Katherine was in the kitchen, making dinner. oder at least she attempted to. She hadn’t been cooking since…well, this was the first time. She tried to open a bin, but the thing to open it was so stupid.
“Goddamn it!” she cursed and she smashed the bin against the wall. “Why can’t we have blood like normal vampires?” she yelled.
“Because I feel like eating American food” Stefan sagte being annoying. “So better get it ready, already”
He was sitting on the couch with Rebekah who kept giving him secret stares. One time she didn’t look away fast enough. “What’s your deal?...

The late September sun warmed Elena’s face and she opened her eyes. She saw Damon sitting in what looked like a very uncomfortable chair.
Perhaps Damon felt Elena’s eyes on him because he opened his. When he saw Elena was awake he quickly sat up.
“How are Du feeling?” he asked hoarse. “Can’t believe I actually fell asleep”
“Can’t believe Du actually fell asleep in that chair” Elena sagte with raised eyebrows. “Why didn’t Du Mitmachen me? There’s plenty of room”
“I wasn’t supposed to fall asleep” Damon sagte obvious. Elena wanted to Kommentar on that when someone knocked...

Elena was lying on the bett her eyes wide open. Alaric had called her to get up, but she wanted to stay in bed. All day. Maybe listen to some sad songs.
“Elena, get your arsch out of bed, you’ve got mail” Alaric shouted outside her room.
“It’s Sunday, I deserve one Tag of feeling miserable” Elena muttered. The latch went down and Alaric entered the room. He walked to the bett and sank down.
“I know you’re hurt” he started. “But Du can’t let him have this kind of power over you. Du can’t stop living, because he’s a jerk”
Elena wiped her eyes and sobbed. “You’re...