Title: Left Me Blind (1/1)
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries (tv show, not book)
Characters: Damon Salvatore, Elena Gilbert
Spoilers: Through 2x08
Disclaimer: The Vampire Diaries and its characters belong to the CW, not me. This story is purely meant to entertain. No copyright infringement is intended.
Summary: Just a tiny morsel of a tag for the rescue scene in 2x08.
A/N: I'm new to TVD and to Damon/Elena, so forgive me if there are gaping holes in this. Con crit is always welcome.
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Left Me Blind
A falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes.
I screamed aloud, as it tore through them, and now it's left me blind.
~ Florence and the Machine - Cosmic Love
The sadistic glee that floods Damon’s veins upon his staking Elijah, is quickly tempered by the awe that fills him as Elena descends the stairs, the bare light bulbs behind her haloing her dark hair. She’s no less angelic for the bloodstains on her shirt or the sour scent of her fear and unwashed skin. An angel tumbled down to earth...
It’s Miss Mystic Falls all over again, and the air he doesn’t need to breathe catches in his throat before plummeting through his chest and lodging into an aching knot in his stomach. Except this time Stefan is there, waiting with open arms for the embrace that belongs to him. That beatific smile, the one that’s tearing through the vertical axis of his body, it’s for Stefan, not him.
Never for him.
And he can’t blame her for that; not when the fault is his. Despite the vervain, he could force her, take her against her will, until his will became her own. What a hollow victory that would be. She has to come to him of her own volition, and that, that will never happen.
So he will settle for her silent thanks -- and clutch it to his cold, dead heart every time he sees her delicate fingers entwined with his brother’s.