Alina's Past Lives.

The Petrova Fire.

All I could see was blue. His eyes were entrancing. Whenever I closed my eyes all I saw were his. His eyes. They were the most beautiful things I had ever seen. They were the color of the deepest oceans around the world, they held so much joy in them as well as so much pain. I wondered who he was, what his name was. How did he know the girl I saw in the mirror? Who was she? It was all a blur in my head. Whenever I closed my eyes even for the briefest of moments, I was consumed with everything to do with him. I yearned for answers. I needed them.

When I regained consciousness, I was lying down with my head in someone's lap. "Elena?" I asked. "She's asleep." A masculine voice replied. I opened my eyes and looked up to see Damon gazing down at me. I turned my head to the side to see that Elena was actually asleep in the front seat with her head pressed against the window. "Where are we?" I asked. "In the car on our way back to Mystic Falls." He answered. I tried to sit up but my head started to throb again, so I lay my head back down. "My head hurts." I complained. "You have a concussion." He explained. "You quiet the fighter. I'm impressed. Just remind me not to get on your bad side." He chuckled. "Do you have any aspirin?" "No but I have something better." He said hesitantly. "What?" I questioned. "My blood." I gave a quick nod of my head and then I felt Damon's wrist against my mouth. I swallowed the blood trying to ignore the taste the best I could and then Damon pulled away. He gently brushed the hair away from my face and then I felt him press a soft kiss on the top of my head. "You should sleep." He said softly. "Thank you." I whispered before I complied and let the darkness take over again.

I had a bath as soon as I got inside the house. My muscles needed time to relax so I spent nearly an hour in there before reluctantly getting out and wrapping a towel around me. As I was picking out my clothes there was a knock at the door. "Come in." I called and the door opened an Elena strolled in. "How are you?" She asked concerned. I shrugged. "I'm fine, good as new." I lied. I was still a little shaken up. "You scared me when you passed out in Damon's arm. I thought you were going to die." She admitted. I smirked at her. "I think its gunna take more than a mere vampire to kill me, Elena." She laughed and then went serious again. "I know you and Damon have been getting pretty close lately." She began in her famous condescending tone. "And your point?" I questioned a little too harsh. "Damon's not a good guy-" She started but I cut her off. "Don't even start." I warned. "I don't need the "He's a bad person", "He's done bad stuff" and the "You can do better" speech. Because coming from you that's complete bullshit. You're dating a vampire, Elena." She opened her mouth to say something, but I didn't give her the time. "And even if Stefan doesn't kill people now, he has. He has a past that you probably don't even know about. People he's killed, families he's destroyed, and you have strung Damon along making him believe he has a chance with you." I almost yelled. "I never gave Damon any hope that we'd be more than friends." She defended. "I know you, Elena. You flirt without even doing anything and even if you don't realize it, you gave him hope. Doesn't he deserve happiness after everything he's been through, or better yet don't I deserve happiness? I've had such a shitty year and so far, Damon is the only good thing in it. I see something in him that you don't. I see his humanity. So, I don't care you don't approve I never have. You tried this with Tyler, but it didn't work, and it won't work now so you can stop with your holier than thou crap because I'm not listening." I said annoyed. She looked up at me and said softly. "I'm sorry I didn't mean-" "Just leave Elena." She nodded and left the room quickly leaving me to get changed. As soon as I changed and done with my teeth I was staring in the mirror and just as I did before when I looked at myself, I saw the woman from my visions. Why was I trying to hide this? I was going to have to tell someone about these visions. About the man in my dreams. I sigh and I pulled my wet hair back in to a ponytail and left the bathroom. I gasped as I saw Damon leaning against my wall. "You scared me." I whispered. He smirked. I rolled my eyes. "I'm tired Damon." "This will only take a moment." He walked over to me and held my bracelet up in his hand. "I brought you this." A smile broke out on my face. "I thought that was gone, thank you." I reached out to take it, but he pulled it back. "Please give it back." I asked worried. "I just have to say something." He said while holding onto my bracelet. "Why do you have to say it with my bracelet?" I asked with a bit of fear in my tone. "Because what I'm about to say is probably the most selfish thing I've ever said in my life." He explained. My brow furrowed in confusion, but he continued. "I just have to say, and you just need to hear it." He almost whispered. "Hear what?" I asked in confusion. "I know I've only known you a short time, but I feel like I know you more than I know anyone in my entire life, and I think I love you." My mouth dropped open in surprise and shock. I wanted to respond but my body wouldn't comply. "But you deserve someone so much better than me. And one day you will find someone worthy of your love and you will settle down and start a family with them and I will be nothing but a distant memory." Tears stung my eyes as the realization of what he was going to do to me. "Damon-" I started but he cut me off. "I love you, Alina. And it's because I love you that I can't be selfish with you. I will only drag you down and that's why you can't know this." Tears had formed in his eyes as well now and one slowly trickled down his cheek. "God, I wish you didn't have to forget this." I reached up with trembling hands and gently wiped it away. "Don't." I pleaded with hurt in my voice. "But you do." He said sadly. His pupils dilated as I gazed into his ice blue eyes. Then I blinked and he was gone. I looked down at my wrist to see my bracelet safely on my wrist. I sighed frustrated and angry at what he had tried to do. I couldn't be compelled he didn't know that, and he tried to make me forget. It was safe to say I was angry. I felt my eye lids growing heavy I turned the light out and made my way to the bed.