Recovering Haze
~*~Author's Note~*~
Hey dearest followers!
I'd just like to say that the last chapter was sort of like the mid-season finale if you get me. So this is the return. I don't now how many chapters I'm going to do, but there will most probs be a sequel anyway. But only if you guys want one.
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You know when your human and you've had an accident or you've had some surgery, and you wake up and you feel as though you can't open your eyes, as though you've been asleep for years instead of minutes, hours or days. My eyes are heavy, my limbs are weak for the first time in two years, and I feel mentally drained of power.
I've been in bed for a week. It's stupid. Not to mention absolutely ridiculous. Damon, Stefan, Meredith and Bonnie have basically become my nurse maids. I haven't been allowed to lift a finger all week. I got out of bed once and managed to get down the stairs, before Damon swept me up into his arms, and placed me back into my bed. He didn't leave the room for the rest of the day.
One bad thing about this is I should have bounced back quicker. I'm on a constant diet of blood, a small cup every hour on the hour. So, in theory, I should have been back on my feet after a couple of days. But I wasn't, I was unconsious for the first day, meaning I was completely unaware that they were dripping the blood down my throat.
Right now, I could see the snow of December start to fall. Christmas would be soon and I'm not really as prepared as I should be. The past two years I've only had to buy a christmas gift for Damon, who believe me wouldn't mind if I just bought underwear for myself. Sometimes, the man is a perv.
I had to beg for the use of my laptop, they wouldn't let me do anything in fear that I would injure myself further. So I decided to do some online Christmas shopping. I had bought Bonnie some old Druid crystals from a small website. I'd heard of it when Damon and I were passing through Arizona. The owner was a witch, and had told me that there was special crystals to help with certain spells or enchantments, and one that caught my eye was a pure white crystal that helps you channel your power.
For Meredith and Alaric, I booked them a holiday, and a villa to stay in, to Spain. Meredith always used to say how much she wanted to go there, but as far as I know she's never had the chance. So she was going to Madrid, then Barcelona etc...and obviously Alaric would go with her on this adventure.
For Matt, I bought him my old car. Not my exact one, but the same fire-engine-red speed machine that Stefan bought for me when we were going to start our lives together. I knew Matt had fallen in love with the car, so I thought it was only fair to buy him it. Considering all he's done for me my whole life. All the trouble, the pain and the hurt he's put himself through in my name has really made me think that I wouldn't be anywhere without him.
Stefan was trickier to buy for so I put him on hold. Damon was easy. I bought myself some new underwear, bought him the latest Ferrari and a new set of his normal black leather jacket, black Armani pants, and I was having some of his favourite Italian shoes shipped over.
Stefan knocked lightly on the door. I knew it was him. I could tell because he's the only person that actually knocks on my bedroom door nowadays.
"Come on in, Stefan." I said.
He walked and slowly sat down in the chair beside my bed. Damon sits their at night, watching me sleep. I don't think he's slept since that night. Poor baby.
"I'm actually glad your here. What do you want for Christmas? I'm trying to shop so I need to know now, if that's alright?"
"I've lost my book collection since I had to get rid of all my possesions. So if you could locate the original copies of Dickens, Dickenson, Austen, Wilde, Tennyson and Keats. I've been meaning to ask you the same question. I was wondering what you wanted."
I kept my eyes onto the computer screen. I could feel him wanting me to look at him, but I wasn't about to give him what he wanted now, was I?
"I've got everything I could ever need, what more could I want?"
"A stable relationship, a fiance you can trust, a normal life, to not have died." He gave me a whole freaking list. I can't believe it. He's not sitting their and judging me for my decisions is he? He should really know by now not to aggravate a very bored, angry vampire who hasn't been allowed to move for the past week.
"Oh I've just thought of a few. No annoying ex-soon to be brother-in-law, no crazy evil vampires or kitsune or anything supernatural, no having to hide out in this bedroom, and not dying twice because I met you and stupidly fell in love with a first rate jerk," I paused, looking up at him, witnessing the hurt in his eyes myself, hating myself for a moment before I continued.
"You know I used to think Damon was the nasty one, I thought Damon was the cold one, how wrong was I? Your the cold one. You want to know something Stefan? Damon is kinder, more loving, more passionate and warmer. Your always so cryptic and serious. You need to lighten up for once in your life. Otherwise you'll get no where with any girl."
I moved to the side, placing the laptop on the bedside table, and moved to my wardrobe. I threw on a white, cable-knit dress that went to my thigh and some fluffy white slippers. I thought they looked cute. Is a vampire allowed to look cute? Who cares I'm breaking the rules either way.
I started to walk out of the room, when as per usual, Stefan barred the way.
"You're not allowed to leave your room, remember?" He siad, anger and amusant sparkling in his eyes. He was becoming so much like the older Damon, the one I never loved. I grabbed him by the throat, and threw him into the wall opposite. As it happens this is the only wall with a mirror hanging on it. Glass showered on to the floor, sounding much like very sharp raindrops.
"See? I'm stronger already, so I think I'm permitted to face the peril that is the downstairs lounge." I said, walking over to him and holding out my hand for him to take. He stared at it, like it was some kind of holy, restricted object that he had never laid his own eyes upon before. Men are the strangest of creatures. He cautiously took it, and straightened himself up as Damon walked into the room.
He looked at me to Stefan, at the dented wall to the broken glass scattered on the floor, and then back again.
"What happened here?" He said, his eyes narrowed in suspicion.
"You know, Stefan got in my way and I cleared my path, simple as," I said, shrugging my shoulders.
"Now if you'll gentlemen would excuse me, I'm going downstairs."
Damon blocked my exit.
"No you're not. You're still weak."
I blew out an exaggerated sigh.
My mental voice is back, now move out of my way!
"NO."
Fine. I apologize in advance. I said, as I grabbed him by the shirt and threw him over the bed, and darted out the door before he had the chance to catch me.
I zoomed down the stairs and threw myself into a very surprised Matt's lap.
"Matt, please don't let them take me back upstairs. I'm going crazy with boredom!" I said, clinging to him like a complete baby. Last week, I was a total bad-ass who nearly died fighting against an ancient kitsune, yet here I was blubbing into Matt's shirt begging not to be put back into the naughty room.
"It's okay Elena. You don't have to go back up there, your strength is back and your powers have returned so now you don't need any more rest I would imagine." Stefan's voice said. I couldn't see his face, my vision was impaired by all the tears that wouldn't leave my eyes. I bounced off a probably relieved Matt, and stood to face him.
"You know what I don't even know why I've stayed up there this long anyway. It's not like you could force me to stay there. You Salvatore's don't own me," I acknowledged Damon's presence.
"I did have a life before either of you came along and I still like my independence. I thought becoming a vampire you'd both see me as your equal not some weak pathetic mess that you have to look after. Just one thing in a whole list of things that I've been wrong about."
"I've always seen you as my-" Damon began.
"Nope. Not buying any crap from the world's biggest fertiliser salesman today. I'm still pretty messed up and I know that, but I'm not something that you can fix. So stop babying me for christ's sake and just back off. I'll get better on my own."
Damon raised his hands in defeat and walked out the house.
"Where's he going?" Bonnie asked, walking into the room.
"Who knows. If you'll excuse me I'm going to put some warmer clothes on then I'm getting out of here."
"You're leaving? Like actually leaving town? Without Damon?" Stefan asked, his eyes brightening at the prospect of me leaving Damon.
"Jesus Stefan, I love Damon, so wipe that ugly, perverted smile of you face. I meant I was going for a walk on my own. If that's all right, oh masterful one? After all these days I need permission before I even raise a finger, don't I?"
I didn't wait for his lame reply, and just ran back up the stairs and threw on a pair of white jeans, a white t-shirt and a big white coat with fur trimming around the hood. I was going for the camoflagued look, that way it would be hard to find me. Not that they'd notice me in animal form. I stormed out of the door, making a point of ignoring Stefan and slammed the door behind me. I was barely in the woods when I heard Meredith say.
"She's got a point you know. I would try killing you all, if you tried to force me to stay upstairs. It's a miracle that she didn't rip your throat out Stefan. I thought she would for a second there."
"I had to stop myself from laughing when she called Damon a fertiliser salesman. He's reaction was too much." Bonnie remarked. A chuckle escaped my lips. Thinking of it now it was kinda funny. I was born with a lightening fast wit, it was what came with being a Gilbert. Even Aunt Judith could be witty when she put her mind to it. I miss her.
I was deep into the woods, in my bird form when I saw Damon approach the tree I was perching in.
"Hey cute little birdie, why don't you fly down over here, hmm?" He said, in a sing-song voice.
I rolled my eyes at him, and flew down and changed in to a snowy white wolf. He sat down in the snow, and I lay down facing him.
"I thought you'd be out here. Saint Stefan told me you'd taken a walk," He sighed.
"I'm sorry that I made you rest for longer than necessary but I was...scared. I thought I'd lost you and I had already gone through that and I didn't want it to happen again. Will you forgive me?" He asked, putting his intense, yearning baby blues on me. Even in wolf form those eyes were tough to resist. I edged slowly forward, moving over his lap and butted his head with mine.
"So what does that mean, am I forgiven?"
I shimmered down into my human form and kissed him. It was a soft kiss, I was so not ready for anything heated. My head is still spinning from exhaustion.
"That answer your question?" I enquired, pulling away slightly.
He smiled at me. My favourite Damon smile, the kind that made me feel safe, and warm and fuzzy in side. I felt a grin grow on my face. If I ever had any doubts whether I had chosen right or not, moments like these always reassured me that I did. Damon was my forever, my future, my destiny or my fate, whichever you believe in. All I know is that I don't want to ever lose him and that I would do everything to keep him where he belongs. With me.
We sat in the snow under the old oak for ages. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else. Only when we heard Stefan growing anxious did we think to move.
"I've got a surprise for you," Damon stated. I racked my brain for possiblities and came up empty.
"But it's your christmas present." Ohhhhhh, I moaned internally. Curiosity was a huge Gilbert family trait and he'd just pushed mine into overdrive. I was going to go crazy these next two weeks thinking about it.
"You're just going to have to wait, aren't you love?" Damon smirked at me, probably noticing my irritated expression. I always have the same face when I don't know something. It's simply annoying, especially when it comes down to Damon. He makes it even harder.
Well you better tell me soon. Otherwise I'm going to explode. I sent to him silently.
Just two more weeks, Elena. I told myself. Just two more weeks and you'll find out what the surprise is.
Hopefully I'll survive until then.
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