Play Your Game
A Vampire Diaries Fanfic.
Damon Salvatore x Ashlan Corral
'For those who think Life has ended before it's truly begun.'
Song: 'Never Too Late' -Three Days Grace
"Tired of Running"
I couldn't help it, after all this time, I was actually going to do it.
I was going to hurt him.
He softly brushed my hair from my face as I cried into his chest. My own feeling like it was tearing apart.
I don't want to die, but if I don't, I'll-
God I don't want to die.
"I'm sorry." I repeated, this time a little more pathetically. This really was my fault, but if I didn't die, they all would. This was my choice, but right now I really wished I hadn't made it. He held me a bit tighter, lifting my chin with his fingers. I looked up and his kissed me softly, shushing me to calm me down, but I couldn't stop the tears.
"Would it be any consolation if I said I never wanted to hurt you?" I asked, begging for some sort of response.
"I know." Yet that sounded so strained, so I bit my lip before leaning up to kiss him again. God I loved him, I loved him so much- why hadn't I said so sooner?
"I love you Damon." I whispered against his lips. "I love you, I love you, I lo-" He kissed me so hard then, like he was trying to smother me. I wished I had said it before, I wished I never started my stupid rules, maybe I could've told him when it wasn't such a horrible time, maybe we both would've been happier.
I was going to die, but Damon, he would have to shoulder the burden. This made me cry again, because I knew, this was cruel to him, and I didn't want to be.
"Shhhh," He cooed, rolling us over and resting on top of me. He cupped my face in my hands, and I tried my best to fake a smile, just for him. I'd do anything if it was for him. "You're alright, you'll be fine."
Before I could argue, the door to the Boarding House flung open, and Damon stood up as the thudding of footsteps got louder. He looked down at me with a harder expression as Elena and Stefan ran in. She took one look at me, at the tears rolling down my face, and she too ran to me, coddled me, and cried with me.
I don't want to die.
"You don't have to do this." Stefan insisted. But I shook my head, because I had chosen to be the martyr, because I didn't want Elena or Stefan or Damon- oh God not Damon- to die. I wanted them to live. So I sucked my feelings back in a forced a smile.
"I'm okay," I said, but Elena pulled back and cried right in front of me. "I can do this, if I do, they'll leave you all alone."
"You don't have to die." Stefan insisted as he looked over to Damon. The dark haired man just looked at the ground now, muscles jumping in his throat.
"I do, I can, and I will." I said hoarsely, because in truth, I didn't want to.
I don't want to die.
That's when Damon looked at me, and full on glared. It looked like that ticking time bomb had finally gone off in him, and he had snapped.
"No." He said it so darkly, even my eyes widened. Without a single moment of hesitation, he flung Elena into Stefan and bit his wrist, shoving it to my mouth. I tried to fight, but it didn't work. All I could do was suck on the liquid fire and look into the equally scalding blue eyes.
And just like that.
My suicide mission came to an end.
"You're not going anywhere."
What Damon forgot though, was I'm not fit to be a vampire.
I'm not very good at playing this game.
Sooooo? I think it's pretty good. Haha.
So I'm still futzing around with the storyline, but I hope you guys will like this story a lot, because I've been itching for some sexy vampire stories lately haha.
This OC is...going to be interesting, to say the least. She's a lot different than what I'm used to, so I'm still getting used to writing her- please tell me what you think! If I get reviews I will for sure put more chapters!
QUESTION OF THE DAY: What do you think is going on in this scene?