Being under the circumstances that I was in, I figured I may as well write Saul back. I know that he loves me مزید than anything یا anyone, which is unhealthy for both of us. I couldn't do this to him - watch him try to love me and pull me out of this depression. It was worse to know beforehand that he was going to fail miserably, and still not say anything to stop him. I didn't know what it was going to take to make him realize that I didn't deserve someone as loving and caring as him. And yet there was another part of me that knew even if he was leaving, I would beg him to stay. These strange...

Elena's POV

I was walking out to my car. I kept my eyes on the ground, trying to avoid everyone's strange looks. They still hadn't got used to the idea that my parents had died 6 months ago. They still thought I was in the platonic state I used to be in. But I was ... dealing with those issues now.
"Hey." I looked up, and saw none other than Damon. My دل broke into sprints, my face turned bright red.
"Hi Damon," I sputtered out.
"So," He began, "I was wondering."
"What were آپ wondering about?" I was wondering why I was wondering what he was wondering. (Did that make sense?! No, it didn't...)...

Yes, that is the عنوان of the Runaways album. In honor of KStew as Joan Jett. ;) This was inspired سے طرف کی چیری, آلو بالو Bomb!

From 'Dancing Shoes':
"Where are آپ from?" I coudln't resist, his southern accent and dark skin meant that he definatly wasn't from around here ...
"Savannah, Georgia. I'm going back in about two months to see my sister. She's having her first little rat."
"Oh my! That's about an گھنٹہ away from where my hometown is! It's just past the South Carolina line!"

GRofMY:
His responding smile was beautiful. "We did some crazy things on that line, let me tell you."
I was dazed. "So did...

I sat in computer class, descreatly watching The Runaways movie trailer. My girlcrush was Kristen Stewart, so I was obviously planning on seeing the movie. "Elena." Mr. Anthony was looking at me, trying to get my attention. "Yes Mr. Anthony. I'm sorry."
"Just making sure." He smiled at me. He was the nicest teacher I had, and I could go to him with practically anything.
I smiled sheepishly and looked down. Trying to avoid the obvious, I thought. Bonnie. I'd talked to her a little today, but we weren't joined at the hip like we usually were. She had caught me talking to Damon in the hallway during...

Elena's POV

"Damon," I sighed in pleasure. We were still going, and I had no idea how ... it was almost as if something had taken us over, overpowering all of our weaknesses and indecisions. I had lost all track of time, for it had seemed to stop. My need for him was still no where near satisfied, but we both had apperances to keep up. Who was I kidding - who cares about apperances. He was the most important thing in my life in this moment, and nothing could change that. Even though Damon had moved us to the middle of the bed, we still somehow managed to end up on the floor. He rolled on top...

Damon's POV

She was beautiful. Amazing. I had never met anyone I wanted so badly -both phyiscally and emotionally- since Kathrine. I could tell now that her hormones were taking over. Elena would never even let me touch her before and now we were moving in ways that even I had never experienced before. My natural instincts in this situation were taking over, too. I could sense what she wanted - to be closer. یا maybe this is what I wanted - but I didn't care. Even when she had to take a breath my lips never left her face. Her skin was so warm and delicate ... her scent so intoxicating I could...

I woke up sweating and panting, terrified سے طرف کی the nightmare that had haunted me since that night. Every single night I would relive it, seeing his face and feeling the punches. It never got any easier. Mrs. Joan کہا that I would scream throughout the night, and they couldn't get me to stop. This nightmare was sending me into a delisional state. I would see his face even while I was awake. I would see him coming towards me in the same manner he did in the ally, only now there were witnesses around and I was in the hospital. I shook in my bed, crying for this to stop. Mrs. Joan finally decided...

Damon's POV
Damn girl.
Why did she have to do that to me? Why couldn't I have just let myself loose control around her and kill her, just like my instincts told me to do in the first place? No, instead I had to try and be human, which ends up causing everyone - especially me - مزید pain and confussion than necessary.
She just had to taunt the monster in me, test the boundaries I had so carefully placed around my heart. I was a monster in two senses - one, that I could kill her if I got too angry یا was testing my ability to go without human blood for so long, and two, that I tortured the ones...