WHO: Elena & Damon herblackbird WHAT: Talking, Because Damon had to see her right then. WHERE: the beach WHEN: Afternoon of the 1st RATING: A for angsty STATUS: complete!
Elena was unsure to think about her current situation, being stuck with her boyfriend who was jealous over her relationship with Damon and a sire that was jealous about Stefan getting to have Elena as a lover. She just couldn't win, could she? Her entire eternity would be one complicated love triangle from the looks of it, but she was glad that Damon had never overstepped the boundaries they had set up as friends. Or more than friends. A part of her loved him deeply--how could she not? He was a man that was willing to do practically anything for her, take any risk, cross any line... But there was also a part of her sire that scared her. A part that thought one day he might just...snap and take her. Though she'd also learned a long time ago that you could never really predict what Damon would do, he was always growing and changing as a person, especially around her.
She shook back the thoughts, quickly dressing in a pair of denim shorts for which she had thrown one of Stefan's shirts over, belting it at her waist before she slipped into her favorite pair of boots and headed off towards the beach in search of Damon. Her wide brown eyes scanned the area as she walked along, passing over strangers that were talking amongst themselves, their conversations almost causing her to have a headache. She veered away from the main roads and went for the sandy shore, a private part of beach where no one was currently hanging around. Damon would come here. She knew it, so she took a seat in the sand and waited.