Will Elena’s death continue to leave Damon in pieces? The end might have you in tears.
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AN: My apologies for not updating last Sunday. Too many distractions got in the way and I didn’t have time to write the full chapter. I’ll try to be better about getting this story updated weekly. This story will probably only be about 20 chapters long. Thanks for sticking with this story and reviewing it. Please continue to do so. Also, check out “Monster” by Imagine Dragons. It really fits this story and was my muse to write this chapter.
Thursday April 10th 12 p.m.
A tiny cushioned chair was set near her open closet. In it sat a dozed off Damon with a pad of paper on his lap and a pen in hand. His soft breathing and rising and falling chest indicated even he was incapable of defying the need for rest and sleep. He spent the past two days and nights in that chair observing her and making sure she didn’t sneak off to act upon her murderous ways. So far her devious side, Katherine had kept her distance when it came to mind control and creating the former black out periods she use to have. Instead, she was doing much worse. Out in the open for only her to see and hear, Katherine was mocking her every thought and action.
"He looks so peaceful." Katherine whispered.
Her form was propped up on her elbows on the bed next to her. Elena was becoming less startled the more she appeared. Not that she was accepting her split personality or enjoying her snarky comments, she was simply becoming more predictable.
"But I can’t see those blue eyes." She pouted. "Maybe we should wake him. You know with a kiss…"
"Absolutely not." Elena argued in a whisper.
Curled up on her bed, she rested her chin on her knee and hugged her legs. Since Damon had fallen asleep she had not dared to let herself drift off. Still unsure and not in the realm of even trusting Katherine when all was dark behind her eyelids, she remained awake.
"Ugh, I’m bored." She whined.
Boredom would be a welcome surprise if she could achieve it. Her mind was on a constant loop of worry, fear, and paranoia. The future was unforeseeable, which was normal, but not for her. Too much time had passed since her last kill or a drop of blood was seen. Elena was anticipating the worse. Anyone could be on the list of victims she was forbidden to see until allowed by her cryptic side. Her eyes landed on Damon hoping he wasn’t next.
"Don’t worry, he’s not going anywhere." Katherine spoke seductively. "Yet."
"What?!" Elena exhaled.
The thin, curvy smile grew on her twin’s face as she flashed her foreboding brown eyes back and forth between her and Damon. A tiny earthquake was erupting in her chest at the thought of him dead at the hands of her own. She couldn’t let that happen. She wouldn’t let that happen. If there was anything she could do about this, she would. This was one battle Katherine could not win.
AN: Let me start off by apologizing for this long overdue update. If you follow my other stories you’ll know I was highly distracted by them, but now that FSB is complete I can focus on this one and Dead Heart. My hopes are to have a weekly update for this story again like it started off back in April. Check back on Sundays for Black Out & Dead Heart chapter updates. Thank you for bearing with me and reading this story still. Leave a review and thank if you have in the past.
Scared and nervous Elena sat curled up in a ball on her couch. The footsteps of Damon were nearing as he returned with a glass of water. Half expecting the water to be spilled while glass shattered everywhere, Damon did not flinch as he entered the living room. With Katherine on the arm of the couch he was oblivious to her newfound presence.
"Those blue eyes," Katherine cooed. "How can you not want him?"
"Shh." She silenced her.
"What?" Damon asked stopping dead in his tracks.
Elena realized her gesture toward Katherine was not needed. He couldn’t hear or see her. Only the crazy gears inside her head were capable of that. She was drawing concerning attention to her behavior that was already erratic. Elena tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and took the glass of water from Damon.
"I thought," Elena spoke starring down into her water glass. "Never mind." She exhaled. "I’m still trying to process all of this."
What she was really doing was trying to get a grip on reality. It was like she was having an outer body experience seeing another version of her all primped and confident, she dare say she almost envied how strong Katherine appeared. The unnerving and unwanted presence in the living room was making it hard to communicate without feeling like she was being watched.
"Look, I’m sorry that this is happening to you. I’ve seen cases like yours before, but never this extreme." Damon told her in a hush tone. "Let me help you…"
"You keep saying that." She murmured.
"Because I do." He replied.
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