On The Down Low | Revamped
10 parts Ongoing Mature"Say it." He growled.
"No." She hissed struggling against his iron grasp.
"Say. It."
Elena let out a strangled cry as he grabbed her chin roughly, arching her back at an odd angle, to meet his gaze, with her pathetic mouth she whispered.
"I'm yours."
***
Elena Gilbert wasn't sure when she had stopped feeling human. Maybe it had been the moment she lost her family. Or perhaps it was the night she held Bonnie in her arms as her best friend bled out, watching the life draining from her.
Whatever the moment was, Elena knew that she wasn't the same person anymore. There was no going back. The girl who had once lived for love and family and light had disappeared somewhere between grief and bloodshed, leaving a shadow of herself in her place. She had tried to fight it-tried to hold on to her humanity, to her hope-but it was slipping away faster than she could ever admit.
The blood didn't help.
The liquor didn't help.
The one-night stands certainly didn't help.
Nothing helped.
They all just buried the pain deeper, allowing her to walk through the motions of life without actually feeling anything at all. And that was the way it had to be. Because if she started feeling for even a second, she would fall apart.
[rough draft]
A reimagining of the original: OTDL