Wow...this chapter has been a looong time comming. I was down south visitng my parents all summer. I literally re-read all the chapters and wrote this all in a few hours. Yes, this is my friday night. Haha. But Damon and Elena needed thier happy ending. Again, thanks for all the reviews. Enjoy!
"Can we talk?"
"That depends." I tell him setting down my book on the table and looking up to him.
"I'm tired of arguing, Klaus is dead, you are alive, I am alive, and everyone else is happy. Even Katherine and Stefan. I want to be happy too, so if you don't have an answer I don't want to talk. And just so you know, I won't keep waiting around for an answer."
"I don't expect you to."
"Good, so will we be talking or can I continue reading?"
"When did you get so apathetic?"
"I took a lesson from the master." It was the truth, this situation was emotionally draining.
"Well?" I give him an exasperated sigh.
"Okay, so for it."
"You are not going to make this easy on me are you?" He says, sitting down on the couch across from me. I was sitting in his favorite leather chair.
"No way." I say holding my ground. I had always cut Damon slack, but not this time.
"I'm sorry, Elena. For everything."
"Is that it?"
"Just say it Damon, whatever it is you need to."
"You want me to tell you everything?"
"Yeah, that would be nice." I sit up facing him, waiting for something, anything.
"Fine...I thought the worst night of my life was when I died and woke up in trasition, and the worst day when Stefan forced me to feed on some girl. I was wrong. The worst night of my life was when I saw you going over that cliff. The worst day of my life was when they told me you might never wake up from your coma. I blamed Stefan because he saved Katherine. I blamed Klaus. I blamed Katherine because she could have warned us along time ago, we could have had a plan for when he got here instead of winging it."
He pauses and downs his drink. He was giving me more than I ever expected. I stay silent knowing he has more to say.
"It was no ones fault, but Klaus'. No one knew what would happen. Not even Bonnie can see the future. Most importantly none of this was your fault. I wanted you to know that. I was planning on telling you about how Saint Stefan saved Katherine, how I was the one that saved you, I helped Jeremy kill Klaus. I was the one that kept my word. I wanted you to see what real loyalty was. When the adrenaline wore off of what happened that's when I realized Lockwood bit me. Suddenly me being your hero didn't matter, all that mattered was that you would wake up, and if you could possibly forgive me. I knew it was a long shot, but I had to hope. Funny thing- I never thought I knew what real hope was untill you. You gave me so much, Elena, even a somewhat relationship with my brother. I owe you everything. All I knew was I couldn't die without you knowing that I loved you, I wanted to thank you. So Blondie convinces me to tell you, I said things I never thought I would, and to my suprise you wake up. You call out my name and fly into my arms, then you start saying all these things. To me, to Jenna, whoever else. I gave you up. I was willing to let it always be Stefan just to know that you were happy. He was the good brother, and I was the bad one. I was okay with that. I loved being the killer, at least I thought I did."
"I'm not finished. You have to understand. I'm use to not being anyones choice, and the bad guy. Then you put me on this weird pedestal, telling me you like me just the way I am. I've always thought of myself as a monster, but you look past that. You save my life, yet you hate me, then you forgive me, and we fight, and then your telling me you love me. The truth was, I never expected you to love me, I may have wanted it, but I didn't think it would ever happen. You are suppose to hate me, I snapped Jeremy's neck. Elijah said that you would never forgive me after I fed you my blood. His exact words were 'never for a vampire is a long time.' The worst part was that I was okay with it, because I knew you would live. I will always skrew up Elena. I'm impulsive, and sometimes I just don't care about the sonsequences. I never expected you to forgive me, yet you have. You have the biggest heart I've ever seen, this unfathomable capacity to forgive, and I'm afraid that you being with me will destroy who you are. I never want that to happen. I want to be better, for you. The guy everyone has seen, the one that tries his hardest to be better is because of you. I'm selfish, and I want you. I am in love with you Elena."
He stands facing away from me, looking out the doors that lead to the patio. I wipe the tears away, and make my way over to him. I wrap my arms around him and lay my head on his back. He rests his hand over where mine clasp on his chest.
"That was the most perfect thing anyone has ever said to me Damon."
"You amaze me. Half of what I said was about how I'm the wrong choice." He turns around and tucks my hair behind my ears. He cups my face, and rests his forehead against mine.
"I don't care. Don't you get that? As far as I'm concerned you are it for me. No matter what. You and I are never going to be easy, but I still want you. You are my choice, you always will be."
"I am so sorry I skrewed up so much before, but I want you to know that I want this more than I have ever wanted anything." Pulling back he still keeps his hold on my face, but this time his isn't torchered, it's relaxed.
"I love you Damon. Always."
"I love you. Always. Only. You." I smile at him and pull him to me. His lips are finally on mine. They are soft, and I feel everything in his kiss. Before I know it he's lifting me into his arms and flashing us into his bedroom. I was thoroughly happy with the way things had turned out. It was Damon that I was suppose to be with all along.
Sometimes you can't fight fate...