Delena's Miracle

Chapter 21/ Coming home

My eyes widened and my face lit up.
"Damon might come home?" I mumbled, holding back tears.

Bonnie nodded.

A grin appeared on my face.
This was the first time I'd genuinely smiled and been happy in months.

Bonnie and Caroline's smiles grew just from seeing me like this.
Tears streamed down my face, but for once, they were happy tears.

"Just please don't get your hopes up, I'm quite certain it will work but if it doesn't I don't want you to spiral.."
Bonnie pleaded.

I nodded, I wasn't guaranteeing anything, I just wanted to enjoy this feeling.

Suddenly I felt better, not completely better at all but slightly, the little hope I now had lifted me up.

The three of us left my room and went downstairs.
Stefan and Jeremy were playing with Arabella.

I guess all of the girls screaming woke her up.

I walked over to them and sat down.
Jeremy hadn't seen me out of bed since before everything.

He leaned over and hugged me.
My brothers embrace comforted me.

He then pulled away and Stefan passed Arabella over to me. She was smiling adorably.
I smiled back at her and gave her a rattle.

And soon learnt how annoying rattles were.
She didn't stop shaking it manically.
But I guess that was the point, I didn't care because I felt hopeful and seeing my baby happy gave me more hope for myself.

Arabella sat on my lap with her rattle.
We all sat in the lounge.

"So how exactly would he..be brought back.." I questioned, still extremely confused.

Everyone looked at Bonnie, as if they didn't know either. "I know it's in convenient. But I can't tell you."
She answered subtly.
"I will soon. For now though you just need to trust me"
She followed.

I trusted her. She was my best friend and had grown quite close to Damon. I knew she knew what she was doing. So I replied "I trust you Bon." With a smile on my face.

All she told us was to leave it to her.

Not knowing what was going on and how they were going to bring back the love of my life was hard.

But like I said, I trusted Bonnie.
So I sucked it up and got on with the day, for the first time in what felt like forever.
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-a couple days later-
-2:45 am-

It was the middle of the night.
I was awake. Wide awake.

Since Bonnie told me she might bring Damon back I haven't really been sleeping.

I don't know why, maybe I...
I really don't know.

His clothes were still the only thing I wore and I slept with his pillows and blankets surrounding me.

I was just thinking, thinking of how soon I could be in his arms. But sometimes the hope went away...
I'd just feel like he isn't going to come back, and that hurt even more than before. Having that hope taken away hurt even more than the grief that I was still experiencing.

How was she even going to bring him back?
His body had rotted inside the Salvatore crypt.

After about an hour of thinking in bed, I got up and went downstairs to the wine cellar to get a bloodbag.