Not exactly paradise (tvd)

Part 8

NEXT DAY;

I was laying in the bed completely exhausted. Damon were in the shower.

I could hear the water, while he was in the shower. After somr minutes I could hear that it was turned off, and Damon stepped out of the bathroom two minutes in sone jeans and a black t-shirt.

I quick closed my eyes and pretended like I was sleeping. I didn't know why, but a part of me was really... mad at him.

He walked out of the bedroom.

I opend my eyes again. I streched my arms and took up my new phone that Damon had bought. 3 missed calls, weird. They were from a hidden number? Damon went in the room, and walked to me.

"Elena?"

"Damon, get away from me"

"What? What is it? Is something wrong?"

"Damon... Pliz, just get away from me." I said screming while throwing my pillow at him, not that I know why.

Damon looked hurt, but he finally walked out of the bedroom.

I closed my eyes and falled asleep.

I woke up crying, while seeing arms around me, i panicked and screamed.

"Elena, its just me"

I got out of hi's arms, and almost falled when I had gotten to the door. I screamed and damon got to me fast.

"Elena, whats happening?"

"Get away Damon, or I'll kill you."

"Elena?" Damon said, and now I could see he was really hurt. He walked away leaving me in the room alone.

I took up my phone, and called the number that had called me before.

"Elena?"

I got a shock, his voice, it was so.. familier.

"Dad???"

"My girl."

"Are, are you a-a-alive?"

I started crying..

"I need to talk to you, youre in danger."

"Danger, what, w-what are you talking about?"

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Author note:

Hey, so thank you for reading. Im sorry that this was a really weird, and little part. Im gonna try to make the next part longer, promise💕