|Damon Salvatore had everything he ever wanted (someonehasto) wrote in wariscoming,|
@ 2015-07-05 02:44:00
|Entry tags:||caroline forbes, damon salvatore|
Damon wrapped his arms around Elena from behind, as she stood at the sink. Breathing in the scent of her, as he always did. He'd never get bored of this. Having Elena in his arms, being married to the love of his life. He bent his head to kiss her. When, suddenly there was nothing in his arms. Elena had vanished comepletely.
"Fuck! Elena?" He called, hoping that maybe something magical had happened. And that it wasn't the seal. It had to not be the seal. Because he knew what was going to happen at home. She'd forget she ever loved him. And, that would not work well. And, combine that with Bonnie having died. Well, that made for a very unhappy vampire. A possibly even slightly murderous vampire.
Anxiously, he sped into the bedroom, pulling out drawer after drawer of where Elena's things should have been. But, they'd gone. Everything she'd arrived with. The photo's she'd wished for. All gone. Which meant only one thing. She'd gone.
Grabbing the bottle of bourbon, he sank down to the floor. Slowly drinking himself into a stupor. Or, at least trying to. No Bonnie. No Elena. No Ric. It was just him, Blondie and Stefan now.
"The seal's a dick"