Endless Souls

Georgia

I wake up in a car, and all I see is farmland. Did I get kidnapped? I look over and Damon sits there.

"Morning."

"Damon? Where are we?"

"Georgia."

"Georgia? No, seriously Damon where are we?"

"Seriously, we're in Georgia."

"Turn around." He looks over at me.

"Fine then pull over."

"Ugh, you were so much more fun when you were asleep." He pulls over and I step into the air, leaning over. In a flash Damon is by my side.

"You okay?"

"I'm fine. But I'm not going to Georgia."

"Well hate to break it to you but you're in Georgia."

"We have to go back." He shakes his head.

"Take a break from reality." I roll my eyes and get into the car.

Later that Night

"Lexi loved you. She said when it's real you can't walk away."

"That's a choice you're not gonna have to make." I look desperately at Damon.

"Lexi was good. That means you're good. Be better then him." He looks at me then back at Damon. He throws him into a wall.

"Thank you."

"It wasn't for you." He whispers. He flashes away and I run over to Damon.

"Are you okay?" He nods. Something... I don't know what... Starts building inside of me. Do it. Just do it Elena. If we're being technical you sort of broke up with Stefan... So just do it.

I lean down and quickly press my lips against his. He sits up and tucks some of my hair behind my ear. He pulls me into his lap and kisses me passionately. I tangle my fingers into his raven mane and his hands find their way under my shirt. His tongue begs for entrance and I allow it. He stands up and we head over to the car. He pushes me against it and kisses me again. It starts raining, so I pull the door open. He pins me down on the seat. He explores my jawline, my breaths heavy. My heart pounds in my chest. Damon's lips find mine again. I flip us over to where he's leaning against the door, me straddling him. He pulls me into another kiss as a pang of guilt hits me.

"Wait." I push him away.

"What's wrong?" He tries to pull me into another kiss.

"We don't love each other Damon. This isn't right. You love Katherine and I love Stefan. You were probably just agreeing to do that because I look like her." I get out of the car, into the rain. I run into Bree's.

"Do you have a car to spare?"

"I'm not letting you drive in this rain. You can crash here."

"Please."

"No because if you die it'll be on my conscience."

"Fine."

"There's a shower upstairs. Warm up." I nod and head upstairs. I start the shower and I stand under the hot water. I think about his lips against mine. The way they felt. I hear a door open and I look outside of the shower. Damon stands there.

"Get out."

"No." I turn off the water and grab a towel.

"Fine. I will." He grabs my arm.

"You were wrong." I grab the clothes Bree gave me and I go into a closet. I lock the door. I change then I push the door open. I head downstairs where there's a witness. I jump behind the bar. I grab a bottle and I put my fingers to my lips. She nods as I hear footsteps.

"Did you see Elena?"

"Nope."

"If you see her tell her that I'm sorry and I'll drive her back to Mystic Falls in the morning." I silently slap myself as I let out a sigh.

"Elena?" I say nothing. I take a swig from the bottle as Damon jumps the counter. I down the rest of the bottle and I grab a new one. I stare intently at the sloshing liquid in the bottle.

"I'm just gonna... Go... Elena, anything you drink is on me. I know how it feels with this one."

"Thanks Bree." I mumble. I take another swig from the bottle. I stand up and jump over the bar again. I sprawl out on the pool table. My phone rings.

"Hello?"

"Elena Margret Gilbert where the hell are you?!"

"Caroline?"

"Where are you?"

"I'm with Damon why?"

"Why are you with Damon?"

"Because I can, goodbye." I take another swig from the bottle.

"Elena we have to talk."

"No, we don't. I could feel it. You were gonna use me to 1. Get to Stefan and 2. Pretend I'm Katherine. Excuse me if I'm not in the mood to talk." He presses his lips to mine. I drop the bottle that was in my hand I push him away.

"You love Katherine."

"You love Stefan. But you came on to me no less then 20 minutes ago."

"I was angry and upset."

"What am I to you?" The anger flames inside of me.

"You're one of my best friends. The only one I trust enough to talk to about Stefan. One of the few people I rely on. You're not a booty call, Damon. You're my best friend. I don't want to do this because I don't want to loose that." I pull him in for a kiss. Might as well. I pull back and Damon smiles at me. We spend the rest of the night talking, laughing, drinking. We both sleep behind the bar, content with friendship.