⛔Not of this Universe ✔(a Damon Salvatore story)

Chapter VI: Thank You

I didn't go straight back to the boarding house, trying to gain my control of my emotions back. Walking the forest line. Taking deep breaths as I hear something. A loud scream coming from the woods. I didn't think twice, flashing into the woods towards the scream as it starts to die down. When I get to the person the vampire I see makes me shocked. Logan Fells. Feeding on a random woman I had never seen before. Panic sets in.

Not even thinking about it, I flashed to him, shoving my hand into his chest and when I ripped his heart out, I see Damon Salvatore standing there, eyes wide as Logan fell to the ground. The woman he was feeding from stood to run, but Damon snapped out of his daze, flashing to her and looking into her eyes.

"You were walking the woods when you got scared. Nothing was here. Nothing happened. When you drink my blood, you are going to go home and clean yourself up." He compelled her, biting his wrist and feeding it to her. I just stood there, watching him as I lower my gaze to the heart in my hand, dropping it to the ground in panic. I flashed out of there quickly, before Damon looked back at me. Listening to my surrounding I heard running water. I get flashing and running as I head towards the water fall, stopping at the lake that it was meeting. I wasted no time, kneeling down and trying to wash the blood off my hand, the water around my hand turning a light red. I heard someone walking up to me, but the panic was setting in. Washing my skin, trying to get rid of the feeling it being inside of someone's chest cavity. The feeling of an organ in my hand.

"Hey-" I heard Damon whisper, kneeling next to me and grabbing my hands gently. "It's clean- It's okay." He tried, but I shook my head at him. My break down earlier was still so fresh that the feeling of killing someone, even if they were killing someone themself, was too much. The guy at the party I fed from, I didn't kill. I only took enough to cause them to be afraid and he was knocked out. But this-

"I-I killed him." I whispered, trying to put my hand back into the water to try and get rid of the feeling. Damon held my hands tightly. "I-I killed someone."

"He was a bad guy. You saved someone." Damon reasoned. I shook my head. My eyes looking everywhere but at him. Trying to make sense of what I had done. I didn't notice Damon helping me stand up. "Come on, lets get you home okay?" He said calmly. I nodded, allowing him to bend down and scoop me up, holding me close as I started to break down, tears flooding my eyes as I leaned my head into his chest as he flashed us home.

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Once Damon got us home, he took me upstairs to his room or mine- I wasn't really paying attention as he set me down on the counter of the bathroom sink. He turned away and turned the bathtub facets on, adjusting them as he plugged the tub and turned back to me. He took my head in his hands, making me look at him, my lip quivering. I don't even think I'm crying about killing someone anymore. the feeling of loneliness and longing in me, breaking me. Damon wiped a tear away as he let my face go, pulling my shirt off of me slowly, his eyes staring on my eyes. He helped me off the counter so he could remove my pants and underwear, before scooping me up and sliding me into the warm water.

Damon sat next to me outside of the tub, using a rag to dampen and clean my face off. I don't know if there was anything even on my face, but it helped. I felt like he was helping me wash the sorrow off of me. He pulled the hairtye from my hair, taking a little cup and pouring some water over my hair, blocking it from going down my face. He kept running water over me, meeting my eyes each time. Finally, pulling the plug out of the tub and grabbing a large towel. I stood up as he wrapped it around me and pulled me to him, hugging me tightly to him.

"You did what you had too." He whispered as he picked me up, holding me closer to him as he took me to his bed, it was bigger than mine, and laying me on it gently. Damon walked away, grabbing a shirt of his and bringing it back over to me, sliding it over me, before pulling the covers on top of me. "I'll be right back, okay?" He asked. I nodded slowly.

I listened as Damon went down the stairs to talk to Stefan.

"Elena told me what happened in the woods, where is she??" Stefan asked.

"Elena wasn't there-"

"Damon, Lex was in the woods crying. She went off on Elena and left. Where is she???"

"I- She killed Logan Fells. She's in my room right now. I've got her."

"She did wha- You don't know what she is going through right now, Damon."

"I know more than you think, journal boy. Might want to stop writing everything down and leaving it where anyone can read." Damon snapped.

I heard him come back up, turning the lights off before climbing in behind me. Pulling the covers close to us, he wrapped his arms around me.

"Thank you." I whispered softly.