He Needs Her

Breaking Up

So in this it is after the Delena breakup and the make-up sex never happens.

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Elena Gilbert sat by the fireplace of the Salvatore Boarding House, reading her dad's medical journals, her mind still not able to comprehend the horrendous acts her father had committed against others of her kind. She looked up as Damon walked in, his expression thoughtful.

"It's weird. Even as a kid, there was something about that basement that creeped me out," She reminisced, her face pained at having to relive the past through long lost memories.

"Sure you want to give yourself nightmares reading that thing?" Damon asks teasingly as he sits in front of her and hands her a cup of tea, thinking it'd help soothe her, even the slightest amount.

Elena ignored his question and continues as though he never spoke at all, "And I remember my dad talking about this little girl. I think he was talking about my roommate Megan. Look. 'January 1999. Saw Megan King today. Megan is seven years old. She suffers from a congenital heart defect with a life expectancy of two months. A single injection of vampire blood appears to be an effective life-saving solution.' That's why Megan had a picture of my dad on her phone -- because he saved her life." She tried to make sense of what she'd read.

"A hundred pages of horrific torture, and you find the one happy passage." Damon rolled his eyes at her stupidly positive attitude towards everything and anything.

"My dad used his research to save people, Damon, children, families." She pushed.

"Yeah. And dissected vampires along the way. News flash, Elena. You are a vampire. I mean, do you honestly think that he would sit here and see you as anything more?" He tried to reason with her, she was too compassionate for her own good.

"I don't know. He was my dad. I can't not defend him," She looked up at Damon as he stood, she didn't want to think of her dad as a monster.

Damon started walking away from her, not facing her, he couldn't look at her when he knew he was about to break her heart. "No. I know you can't because you do it for me all the time."

"I'm not defending you. I'm not defending your decision to kill Aaron's entire family, to go out of town and kill the aunt while we were still together." She couldn't believe her ears, why was he saying these things?

Damon turned around to face her, his expression blank, "So why are you still here? I'm bad, Elena, I am bad for you, so why wouldn't you have run away from me as far as humanly possible?" His hands gestured wildly.

Elena stood up and got close to him, thinking that by being physically close she could fix the emotional separation between the two. "Because I love you, Damon, because I chose you, and because I stand by my choice." Deep down she knew she was lying to herself and to him. She had feelings buried so far beneath the surface yet in moments like these she couldn't keep her mind from drifting to the one she truly loved and wanted, needed.

Damon thought for a moment on the words she had spoken, yet his mind was set, he'd seen the looks of longing when she thought she was alone, he'd heard the way she'd cry out at night for another man, "Well, now I'm choosing, and I'm choosing to let you go." He said determined.

"What? No, Damon—"She pleaded.

Damon cut her off before she could continue, "I am choosing to not have to think about how you must feel every time some ghost from my past comes into our life. I'm choosing to relieve you of having to defend me for every awful thing I've ever done." They were some of the reasons he was doing this but he didn't want her to know the real reason, he couldn't stand watching her deny the obvious.

"Stop acting like I'm perfect. Damon, I've done horrible things, too. You think I'm gonna stand here and judge you after I find out that you've been tortured for five years?" Her voice raised, her voice breaking from the pain the heartbreak was causing her, as she attempted to defend him. She couldn't lose him too.

"Stop defending me!" He shouted at her, gesturing, "I won't change who I am. I can't...But I refuse to change you."

Elena looked around, in pain, why was this happening to her. Not noticing when Damon walked out of the room. Elena tried to shake the pain away, but she started sobbing uncontrollably and sits on the couch to keep herself from collapsing in her self-pity.

Her phone began to vibrate in her back pocket, incessantly, she considered ignoring it for a moment but decided against it bearing in mind all the havoc that was happening recently. She wiped her eyes and calmed herself before reaching for the cell and checking the call ID, Unknown, huh. She answered and became very concerned as the voice desperate. Her eyes widened at her long lost loves name.

"Where is he? You can explain the details when I get there." She said without hesitation, it'd be good for her to get out of Mystic Falls especially now.

"At most eight and a half hours, but I'll get there as quick as I can."

"Okay, I'll leave in about half an hour."

"Bye." She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Only a moment later she received a text, an address and nodded to herself in thanks to the sender. The thought of her true love in trouble fulling her to get up and flash to Damon's room, hoping he wouldn't be there and grabbing her already packed suitcases that she'd forgotten to unpack and sped back down to her car. She set her luggage in the car boot and got into the car. She put the address into her GPS and set off, her mind keeping away the pain of her recent break up at bay.

"I'm coming Elijah..." She whispered, leaving behind her life in Mystic Falls...

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So I know you guys have probably already seen everything in this episode and the last one but I thought it was needed to have a reminder so you understood the rest of the story.