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body electric | tvd/ouat | hook/katherine
I feel great, I feel strong… does it really seem so wrong not to long for you and the way you’ve been trying to control me?
I’m sorry, I ain’t heartbroken.
au in which Sebastian’s college secret society, during freshmen’s initiation, ends up in a boxe gym. And you never know who you can meet.
Even with her wrist pressed against his lips he refuses to take the bait. He was being stubborn, but she could be stubborn as well.
“Take it, Damon. It’ll give you a chance to get out of here. I was only ever going to hold you back anyways.”
“I’m not leaving without you. I’m not letting you do this.”
What he means to say is ‘I love you’ and ‘If we die, we die together.’
“And I won’t sit back and watch you die. Not when I can do something about it.”
And what she means to say is ‘I love you, too and that’s why I’m going to make sure you live.’
She thought it would be easy after she got into the car, got about a hundred miles between herself and New York. It didn’t get easy. Even with Damon beside her. She was giving up everything, everything she’s known, everything she’s loved. But New York has long since transformed from being her home to being her cage, gilded or not. And she knew that leaving was the right solution. Everything back there has been tainted, poisoned. She needed to escape. But still, the restlessness in her heart refused to go away.
Damon noticed her unease and pulled over into a motel. It wasn’t the usual luxurious accommodations she is accustomed to, but it was the best thing they could find so far out of town. That logic didn’t help to make her feel any better. The cottons sheets rubbed her the wrong way and scratched at her skin. Her jitters worsening as she struggled to feel comfortable despite the lumpiness of the pillow and the springs of the thin mattress poking her back.
After twisting and turning around for what seemed like hours, Damon got up from his bed and curled besides her, pulling her towards his chest.
“Are you okay?”
“No,” she admits, her voice barely a whisper. “I’m not. I thought I would be, but I’m not. Everything is different, and I’m scared and I… I don’t know if I can do this.”
He’s silent for a moment, taking in her words, before speaking.
“If you want… I’ll take you back first thing in the morning. You just say the word and I’ll turn the car around.”
“No,” she responds sharply. “Going back isn’t an option. I am committed to this. I just… I don’t know where to go from here.”
She lets out a long breath, her heart hammering away in her chest.
“Tell me, Damon. How is all of this suppose to end?”
Damon pulls her closer to him, holds her for just a moment before answering.
“Simple, we’ll live happily ever after.”
And he smiles, nuzzling his head against hers. And even though his response totally cliche, a completely fairytale ending, and has no solid foundation whatsoever to stand on… she feels her heart easing, the knot in her stomach untwisting. She breathes in his scent, snuggles just a bit closer to him. Suddenly the cotton sheets don’t feel so scratchy, the pillows not so lumpy, and she can hardly feel the springs in the mattress anymore. And lying there, besides Damon, she finally finds that feeling of contentment, of rightness, that has eluded her since she left New York.
He places a soft kiss against her forehead, chaste and sweet, and she feels her eyes closing. His words echoes in her dreams.
We’ll live happily ever after.
