I don't Believe In Monsters

Chapter 32

Elena's POV

"Yes. I'm going. I have nothing holding me in this town. It's the place I lost the people I care about. I want to put the past behind me." Bonnie says. I smile wide.

"I can't. I'm so sorry. I just, it's my mom. I need to stay with her. I would say Id visit but I never would let's be honest." Caroline explains.

I'm a bit sad but I place my hand on her shoulder and say, " Its ok Caroline. I respect your decision." She smiles back and nods her head.

"I just have to talk to the others. But Care I don't want to leave you here by your self." I say sadly.

"Elena I'll be ok. You'll come to visit, plus I'll have my mom. Maybe I'll meet some other people." She says. I nod. Suddenly my phone rings. I notice the number and answer.

E- Hello?

D- Hey. I'm coming back and Ric and Stefan are coming with me.

E-What? Damon it's 10:00.

D- And? By the way, Ric may or may not be drunk.

E- Oh my God. Okay I'll see you soon.

D- Actually I'll see you now. We're here.

E- Okay then.

I hang up the phone.

"Dangit! The boys are coming?" Caroline whines. I nod my head pursing my lips together.

"Oh my God! Hide the empty bourbon bottle! If Damon knows we took some he will kill me for letting you!" I yell giggling.

We speed downstairs leaving bonnie rushing behind us. We quickly throw the bottle away and stand innocently at the door as the three boys walk in. One of the three stumbling.

Ric falls to the ground laughing as Stefan starts laughing along with him and Damon shouts, "Why the hell are there only eight bottles of alcohol on this table? There were nine when I left!"

Caroline starts giggling like a a little girl and Bonnie starts laughing and walking away slowly. I stare at the ground with my hands behind my back with a huge grin on my face.

"Oh, Elena come on man! You were supposed to prevent this from happening. You have deceived me." He says pretending to be angry. I giggle more and he smirks wrapping his arms around my waist and burying his head in my shoulder.

"Blondie. Witchy. Never touch my bourbon again. Its the most important thing to me." Damon says not leaving his position.

"Excuse me?" I say with a smile on my face. He looks up with a dumbfounded smile and says, "Besides you Lena." He goes back to hugging me.

"That's what I thought." I say. Alaric is still on the floor laughing for no apparent reason, while Stefan is talking to Caroline. Bonnie is laughing really hard as she tries to lift Alaric from the ground.

Damon finally pulls away and kisses my for head. "I love you." He says.

"I love you too." I say back.

"I need to talk to you. Alone." I state.

"Okay, lets go upstairs." He says.

Once we get upstairs we sit on his bed and I start to explain.

"My brother wants us all to move in with him in New Orleans. There is a huge mansion they own there and he said anyone I would want to come can come. Bonnie already said yes. Its all up to you. I'm going wherever you go." I explain.

He looks at me with no expression on his face and then he smiles big. "Yes. I will go anywhere with you Elena. Your everything to me. It doesn't matter where we live. You are my home Elena. You make me feel happy." He says. What has gotten into him? He's acting so sweet and tender.

"Are you okay? Your acting so sweet..." I wonder.

"I'm happy. And don't worry. I'm still your sarcastic bad brother boyfriend. I'm just feeling different tonight." He explains.

"We should probably get down to the others." I say thinking that they'll get the wrong idea.

"Yeah." He says standing up and giving me his hand to help me up. I take his hand and stand up as well. He bends down and kisses my stomach softly. He stands tall again and kisses my for head, then my jawline, and finally my lips. We take each others hands and walk downstairs to tell the others about the moving thing.

We finally reach the end of the stairs to see Elijah standing in the living room. "Oh hey Elijah. An luck with finding Haley's secret?" I ask.

"No. No because of your tedious boyfriend." Elijah says lurching towards Damon and holding him by his throat against the wall.