The Darkest Side of Me
originally Written by : SuchALittleMonster
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Something was definitely wrong. Everything was dark. Pitch black...

I slowly rolled onto my side and reached for my phone. Nothing. I always keep my phone on the nightstand next to my bed. Odd...

Sighing in frustration, I slowly sat up, groggy and irritated my eyes had not adjusted to my dark room yet.

I flung my legs over the side of the bed and blinked a couple times, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. How long have I been out? Oh, goody a pounding headache to add to the list, just want I need.

I managed to crawl...

At first glance, 3x16 might not look like a reason for celebration: DE only exchanged a brief, tense scene at the beginning, and Damon seemed to have regressed to his former, Mr. Mean Season One 'I should give a damn, but I don't' ways. Now, I'm fairly sure that ordinarily, half the DE fandom would be banging their heads against the wall right now, cursing the producers and staff writers for ensuring that Delena suffered yet another set-back after all the progress they'd made this season. But for all that, it has to be said that things look pretty hopeful at the moment. And how can they not...

This one is pretty short but I've been so busy, hope you like it comment and tell me what you think.

Elena’s POV
I woke up to find the curtains being draw open and Stefan gone. Every thing seemed a little fuzzy. I could see a figure walked towards me. I sat up in bed and rubbed my eyes.
“Good morning sleeping beauty.” Damon spoke softly. When things came back to focus I saw Damon half dressed, wearing just a pair of sweats.
I ran my fingers threw my hair pulling it out of my face. “Where’s Stefan.” “Not here, in fact it’s just you and me. Hungry?”
He got up and headed for the...