Wandering Hearts (Under Editing)

I'm Restless Obsessed With Your Future

*Brand New Chapter*

This one I wrote to be the cataclysm of Elena's true feelings and the reason for the next chapter which had been previously edited. This chapter replaced Damon's dream since the last chapter really covers Damon's feelings about having a child with Elena. I hope you enjoy, I really enjoyed writing this chapter.

I wake up alone for the first time in months. Sighing, I rub my eyes and I crawl out of bed. I look at my phone to see multiple calls from Damon. I head downstairs and he lays asleep on my couch. I sit down on the stairs and I take a deep breath.

"I'm so pissed off right now so don't say a word." He hisses into the air. I sigh softly, hugging myself.

"Damon-"

"Elena, do you understand what you did to me last night? I had no goddamn idea where you were, I had no way to find you when you weren't picking up. I thought Klaus may have taken you or Stefan or ANYONE! Then I found you asleep." A tear falls down my face. "You couldn't spare a moment for a text? Something to tell me that you're okay? You had to leave me panicked that you were somewhere they could get to you?" I bury my face in my legs. God... I never thought about that, what ignoring the calls could do... I forgot about Klaus and Stefan because I felt rejected.

"I'm so sorry," I sob, "I feel like such an asshole for doing that to you. I shouldn't have left." I lunge at him, burying my face in his neck and hugging him to me tightly. He immediately wraps his arms around me.

"I'm sorry too 'Lena, that was way too harsh. I was just so worried." I take a deep breath.

"I want to go home." He nods and simply picks me up and carries me out to his car. He sets me in the passenger and I pull him down on top of me.

"Elena-" I silence him with a bruising kiss. I push the seat back and I seem to move like a cat in heat. I feel like my body has taken over my mind. I push him back, tossing him a lopsided grin.

"Start driving, now." He gets into the drivers' seat and starts up the car. His hair is ruffled and messy, his shirt unbuttoned halfway. He begins driving like a maniac as my hands drift dangerously close to the inside of his thighs. We return to the house and we're in his room within seconds thanks to vampire speed.

"One night without you, Elena. One night and you turn me into a horny teenager. I giggle happily.

"My pleasure."

Ice cream and movies have defined and somewhat numbed this screwed up relationship we call a friendship. He seems to love cherries, as I can almost always seem to taste them when he kisses me. Ice cream and movies would be perfect right now. Instead we lay in silence, his hand stroking my hair and my head tucked carefully into his neck. He turns slightly to look at me.

"What are you doing to me?" He whispers, his crystal blue orbs burning into my body. "I want you to know about my past. I've really been thinking a lot about this. You say you care about me when you don't know what I've done."

"Damon-"

"Please? If you decide to stay with me it'll make me feel more confident in your decision."  I bite my lip. What are you doing to me Salvatore?

"Okay. Tell me everything you want me to know."

"Over the course of the last 145 years I've killed over 500,000 people without consequence." I inhale deeply. "Many were women, I didn't kill children." I nod, understanding his position in the world as the "mistake from last night", and I guess some of those mistakes lead to the untimely demise of girls who saw a hot man in the bar. "I defected from the Confederacy, eventually got a few women killed due to them helping me. Never paid any sort of debt to them and never received any consequence because my father was rich. So if you think I was a good person before, I really wasn't." I nod.