The Vampire Diaries- Another reality (Damon x Reader)

Chapter 45 (Season 2 end)

(To me)

I was standing in the door way of Jenna's room spacing out for how long, I didn't know nor when I went to her room in the first place. "Do you blame me, Jenna?" I wondered finally pulling me back into reality. Grabbing the door knob, I slowly closed the door behind me and begin walking away.

"That'll get easier. But you know that." Damon states and I look up at him and shake my head.

"This is deferent compared to Grayson and Miranda's deaths. I didn't have control of there fates, unlike Jenna's-"

"I want to apologize." Damon insists interrupting me, but I look up at him with a confused expression.

"For what?" I ask and Damon stares into my eyes with a sullen expression.

"I did the same thing I did to you to Elena. I also pissed off Klaus so he used Jenna in the sacrifice." Damon answers, but my face remained the same.

"That wasn't you fault. However, what same thing... What are you referring to?" I questioned, but still not looking away from me he stepped forward.

"I fed Elena my blood... So in order for her not to come back a vampire John sacrificed his life to save hers." Damon declares causing me to looked down from him and stared at the floor.

"He ended his life to save her..." I trail off still staring at the ground.

"I know I don't deserve your forgiveness, but... I need it." Damon states causing me to look up at him.

"Damon, you were only trying to save us. So I won't blame you for either of their deaths... I'm actually more to blame than anybody." I insists, but Damon shakes his head.

"It's not you're fault!" Damon declares as he walks over to me and goes to bring his hand to my face, but I grab it. "(Y/n)?" Damon questions, but I look away from him.

"I'm sorry, but I need some time. Maybe a lot of time..." I trail off as I let go of his hand.

"From me?" Damon asks causing me to go silent for a moment.

"I was so hung up on trying to kill the Originals along with keeping you and everyone safe... Instead of them dying it was the people closest to me. I need time to get my thoughts together and figure out what I'm going to do next." I answer.

"True. Of course. Take all the time you need." Damon states and I slightly smile at him.

"Thank you for understanding, Damon." I thank.

(To Damon)

He walks into his house putting his coat on the chair and walking over to a cabinet grabbing a bottle and a cup out of it. Closing the cabinet he walks over and sets them both on the table. Damon then pours him a cub of what's in the bottle and takes a drink. Setting the cup down, Damon walks over to the curtain and opens it to see the bright sun casting through it. Slowly walking over a little ways he then brings his hand to his ring and takes it off. Skin begins to sizzle and burn in the light as Damon stands there staring into it. Suddenly, he is tackled to the ground by Stefan.

"Get off of me." Damon demands as they go to fight, but Stefan pins him up against the wall.

"You're not doing this." Stefan declares.

"Just did." Damon counters as they go to fight again, but Stefan again pins him against the wall. "You know what happened to Rose, Stefan." Damon adds.

"I don't care." Stefan recounters as he then vamp speeds Damon down to the cells and locks Damon in one of them. "You're not dying today." Stefan insists.