Catching A Snowflake (Damon Fanfiction)

Chapter 35: I'm sorry.

A/N Song must play before reading. By, sleeping wolf the wreck of our hearts.

Evangeline P.O.V.

I stared at the hand, hovering inches from my face a little longer, feeling dumbfounded at the suddenness of it. My eyes went back and forth between Damon and his hand it was like a never ending tug of war.

"What?" My voice was quiet as I repeated the answer. I had no idea what my words were displaying to him but at that moment I didn't quite care. He smirks at me, a light look on his face. "You heard me, dance with me Evangeline Gilbert." This time he bows low, hand held out.

What was I to do at that moment? Reject him? Tell him that this isn't right? But really, what was right in my life? What was something worth doing? 

Slowly, I reach for his hand, taking cautious gaze at his almost darken blue eyes. When my fingers gently grazed the palm of his hand, he slid his hand effortless across my fingers and intertwine them together.

Without warning, he pulls me up, not breaking eye contact with me. I could only be mesmerised by his gaze. It was like I was under a spell and had no plans on letting go. I wasn't going to, at least not now. 

Still gently holding onto me, we stand, face to face inches away from each others face. My heart was hammering wildly and my breathing was unsteady. His other hand not holding mine, slid its way onto my waist and finally landing on my hip, sending shock waves of goosebumps across me.

He nods at me, waiting for me to take the first move. I did. I pull away from him, holding my palm up as he does the same. And then we were moving. Effortlessly gliding across the floor with no care at all.

I felt like I was in a dream. Some twisted dream I would wake up from. But this was real. And as I stared onto Damon's eyes. It held so many things. Things I've tried to forget. But It was impossible. How was I to forget how he held me?

How he kissed me with passion and desire it made my body felt like it was on fire?

I couldn't forget that. It was impossible. I had no idea how he knew this dance but then again, he probably danced to this over a hundred times since he was after all one of the founding families. 

As the dance picked up speed, we soon found each other in an almost interlock position. With my hand on Damon's and the other behind his neck. Damon's palm was against mine and his other was digging deeper onto my waist below.

His eyes were almost flaming blue. They were beautiful. They held so much... And the feelings stirring deep in me. It was breaking out. It was trying to crack open that resolve I built.

I felt... alive... so alive...

Damon stopped moving and I followed soon after. Our breathing's were almost the same and I could feel the scent of him close to me. I was looking at his eyes. His very blue eyes. And he was looking at my darker browns.

I don't know what happened but I leaned forward without even knowing it and he seemed to notice it because he leaned closer as well. 

When his lips made contact with mine, it was like the world exploded. The familiar warmth, the feeling of being loved was all rushing back to me like a tidal wave. It was almost magical. He moved against my lips gently at first, but that was only for a few seconds before he attacked me with wild rush kisses.

And I found myself unable to stop. He was kissing me with so much passion it was impossible to keep up. My breathes were coming out in short pants as he dig his hands onto my waist, pulling me closer.

Without warning, he lifted me up and rushed towards the couch, laying me down and not giving me enough time to catch my breath. Damon's lips against mine were rushed and it almost felt as if he was waiting for this for a long time and wasn't planning on stopping any time soon.

His lips suddenly left mine and began making their way down the side of my cheek and onto my neck. I barely stopped the moans that left me as I panted. He sucks on the spot just between my shoulder blades making me grip his arms tightly in need.

He was driving me crazy and I loved it. I loved how he made me feel. I love him. I love Dam-

And then just like that, the spell was broken. I realised what I was thinking and the world fell back together. I pushed myself off him, trying hard to catch my breath. My hair was wild and my lips felt swollen. 

Damon made no move to approach me, but his breathing was just as laboured and his clothes were a mess. "No.. Damon, we can't do this." I said, my voice a quiet warning. I felt sad all of a sudden. Why wasn't I accepting him? This was my chance after all.

"Why not?" He asks, taking a step closer. It wasn't a question. It was an invitation. He knew that. He knew what he wanted. But I couldn't let that happen. Not now. "Im sorry Damon." I bite my lip struggling to maintain my resolve.

"I have to go, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." I practically ran out of the house, with tears trailing down my face. I didn't stop to look back. Why  did I do that? Why did I kiss him?

He was right in front of me! Why couldn't I accept it? I ran towards my car and quickly got in, as if that will shield me from what I was feeling. My heart was bursting. It was tired feeling cold all the time. It just wanted warmth. It wanted love...

"No!" I cried out, hitting my chest repeatedly as the pain increased. "Please no..." I begged, the tears now not stopping. Stop! No more! I don't want this anymore! Why now out of all my lifetimes? Why was I in so much pain? Why did I do to deserve this?

I was afraid to feel.

Sooo, okayyy. Poor Eva, after everything, when your chance is right in front of you, you chose not to accept it! I thought I taught you betterrrrr. *Sigh* I guess we'll have to find out if she will be willing to do this for herself. 

Spoiler# Katerina Petrova will be making her appearance next chapter!!!