She walked to the closet and pulled out some aleatório clothes when she heard a thick. She walked to the window, but didn’t see anything out of place.
“Hey”
“Aaah!” Elena screamed. Damon appeared out of nowhere.
“Sssh!” he hissed. “Ric can’t know I’m here”
“Are you flying?” Elena asked a little shocked as she looked out of the window.
“No, I’m trying really hard not lose my grip, so if you could let me in, that would be very nice” Damon said. Elena stepped aside and Damon threw his legs over the window-ledge.
“Why are you here, Damon?” Elena asked.
“I want to talk” Damon said.
“I thought me not answering your phones and messages was clear enough” Elena said cold.
“No, they were and I don’t blame you” Damon said. “I’m not here for you to forgive me or to even consider to forgive me. I just want to say I’m sorry. I don’t want to be this jealous, possessive person who wants to keep an eye on his girlfriend all the time. I will try to make things right with Stefan and you can still see him. He’s your friend and I don’t want to ruin that”
Elena looked away. What did he want her to say? “Damon, I…”
Damon raised his hand. “No, it’s okay. I’m not coming back, unless you want me to” And before Elena could say anything else, Damon had left.