Elena parked her car in front of the Boarding House and got out of it when Bonnie walked out of the house. Elena quickly walked to her with fierce steps. “What are you doing here?” she snapped upset.
“Elena, please, just hear me out” Bonnie begged. She reached out her hands, but Elena pushed them away.
“Did you talk to him?” she asked mad. Bonnie nodded. “But he wouldn’t listen to me. He wanted me to leave” “Why would that be?” Elena said sarcastic. She pushed Bonnie aside and ignoring her tears she ran inside.
“Damon?!” she shouted.
Damon was sitting on his knees, collecting the fragments of glass spread across the floor. A shadow came over him and two soft hands took his, pulling the pieces of fragments out of his hand.
“I’m sorry” Damon said hoarse.
Elena shook her head. “Don’t talk” she said.
“But…”
“Sssh” Elena said. “I forgive you”
“Why? I’ve been a total ass” Damon said disbelieving. Elena didn’t answer until his hand was healed. Then she looked up. “Why didn’t you tell me what’s wrong? I had to hear it from Caroline”
Damon looked away. “That wasn’t Caroline’s to tell” he mumbled.
“I agree” Elena nodded. “You should’ve. Can you forgive me?”
Damon rotated his head back to her. “What’s there to forgive? You’ve done nothing wrong”
“I should’ve been mais considerate” Elena said. “I shouldn’t have said I’d go back to Stefan”
Damon shook his head. “That’s not an excuse” he said harsh.
“I shouldn’t have been so pushy. I should’ve listened to you when you told me to wait” Elena continued. “I should’ve known Bonnie’s still haunting you. It hasn’t been that long ago”
Damon looked down. “I don’t want her to have this kind of power over me. I don’t want to be so weak. I don’t want to be such a wimp”
“Hey! You’re not! No one would get over that with a snap of the finger. Just because you’re a vampire doesn’t mean you should be able to handle it” Elena said. She pulled Damon up and looked him sharp in the eyes. “Can you forgive me?”
Damon nodded, though he still believed there was nothing to be forgiven. Elena hadn’t done anything wrong.
Elena took his face in her hands and pressed her lips against his.
“Elena, please, just hear me out” Bonnie begged. She reached out her hands, but Elena pushed them away.
“Did you talk to him?” she asked mad. Bonnie nodded. “But he wouldn’t listen to me. He wanted me to leave” “Why would that be?” Elena said sarcastic. She pushed Bonnie aside and ignoring her tears she ran inside.
“Damon?!” she shouted.
Damon was sitting on his knees, collecting the fragments of glass spread across the floor. A shadow came over him and two soft hands took his, pulling the pieces of fragments out of his hand.
“I’m sorry” Damon said hoarse.
Elena shook her head. “Don’t talk” she said.
“But…”
“Sssh” Elena said. “I forgive you”
“Why? I’ve been a total ass” Damon said disbelieving. Elena didn’t answer until his hand was healed. Then she looked up. “Why didn’t you tell me what’s wrong? I had to hear it from Caroline”
Damon looked away. “That wasn’t Caroline’s to tell” he mumbled.
“I agree” Elena nodded. “You should’ve. Can you forgive me?”
Damon rotated his head back to her. “What’s there to forgive? You’ve done nothing wrong”
“I should’ve been mais considerate” Elena said. “I shouldn’t have said I’d go back to Stefan”
Damon shook his head. “That’s not an excuse” he said harsh.
“I shouldn’t have been so pushy. I should’ve listened to you when you told me to wait” Elena continued. “I should’ve known Bonnie’s still haunting you. It hasn’t been that long ago”
Damon looked down. “I don’t want her to have this kind of power over me. I don’t want to be so weak. I don’t want to be such a wimp”
“Hey! You’re not! No one would get over that with a snap of the finger. Just because you’re a vampire doesn’t mean you should be able to handle it” Elena said. She pulled Damon up and looked him sharp in the eyes. “Can you forgive me?”
Damon nodded, though he still believed there was nothing to be forgiven. Elena hadn’t done anything wrong.
Elena took his face in her hands and pressed her lips against his.
Katherine was sitting on a chair. A row of small stakes pinched each arm to the arm-rests and a special kind of muzzle kept her mouth shut. The muzzle also had stakes, smaller than the arm stakes, and they pierced through Katherine’s jaws. “I’m sorry for the inconvenience” Veronica said demeaning. “Actually, I’m not. You had this coming. You broke in here, you threatened me” She took a chair and put it down in front of Katherine. “Such a pity Derek chose the wrong side. If he hadn’t Damon Salvatore would be sitting seguinte to you”
Katherine managed to produce a smirk.
“Oh, don’t be so smug” Veronica sniffed. “I’ll get to him. He’s the one that killed Kelsey. He will die a slow and painful death” she said, mais to herself than to Katherine. She stood up and walked to a corner, where she picked up her cross-bow. “In the meantime” she said, while she aimed the crossbow at Katherine. “I have you to have fun with” and she fired.
Katherine managed to produce a smirk.
“Oh, don’t be so smug” Veronica sniffed. “I’ll get to him. He’s the one that killed Kelsey. He will die a slow and painful death” she said, mais to herself than to Katherine. She stood up and walked to a corner, where she picked up her cross-bow. “In the meantime” she said, while she aimed the crossbow at Katherine. “I have you to have fun with” and she fired.
Damon raced outside and got into his car. He turned around the keys and drove onto the street. He then pushed the accelerator pedal and raced ahead.
He tried to keep his eyes open. He should have drunken some blood, if only just a little bit. He could almost feel his body breaking inside. But he had to stay awake long enough to get to the hospital.
Other drivers were hooting, because he drove from right to left and from left to right.
“Where did you get your driving license?!” someone yelled angry.
Damon felt his eyes fall down. The car drove for another few yards, while other drivers tried to avoid it.
Then the car drove off the road, turned over three times, landed on its upper side and caught fire.
He tried to keep his eyes open. He should have drunken some blood, if only just a little bit. He could almost feel his body breaking inside. But he had to stay awake long enough to get to the hospital.
Other drivers were hooting, because he drove from right to left and from left to right.
“Where did you get your driving license?!” someone yelled angry.
Damon felt his eyes fall down. The car drove for another few yards, while other drivers tried to avoid it.
Then the car drove off the road, turned over three times, landed on its upper side and caught fire.