Delena One Shot-'To have and to hold...' Updatd page 5 Oct 5

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Indu

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Posted: 11 years ago

#21

Originally posted by: mishtypiya
Lovely...well written...

thanks for reading dear.😳

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Simran Bhandary

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Posted: 11 years ago

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It's freaking awesome!! I just loved it!!
plz do continue soonish!!! :)

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Indu

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Posted: 11 years ago

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Originally posted by: sanghita0000
OMG!! that was simply brilliant...I just loved it...& the way u described the feelings of damon & elena for each other was awesome...I am also a huge damon fan & love nina's acting skills ...Also I love stephen , but not stelena...For me Delena forever...😳...plz write some more delena stories...

aww thanks so much.🤗
Sure dear. If I get any good ideas i will definitely write more.😊
i hope you'll like the next part too. :)

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Indu

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Posted: 11 years ago

#24

Originally posted by: Abhiya4life
Damon Damon Damon...he's bad but he still cares
That what I like about him 😃

Awesome OS Indu di 👏
Reading up on some TVD FFs here and there
Pumped for season 6 😳

yes Damon is of that nature. He doesn't let others see but he cares a lot more deeply than most.
The next part is on the way. Hope you will enjoy it as much as you did this.😳

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Indu

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Originally posted by: pwenCezz_symrun
<font color="#990033">It's freaking awesome!! I just loved it!!
plz do continue soonish!!!</font> <font color="#990033">:)</font>

Thanks dear.I will. Tonight.😃

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Indu

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Firstly thanks a lot to everyone for such a warm response. :) I never thought this concept would draw so much praise. Thanks for all the encouragement dears!😃Here's the next part. Enjoy! :)

Part - 2

Damon took my arm in his grip and we began to run.

Soon we reached an open arena. I looked around- it was wide and so vast that wherever I turned my eyes I could see nothing but only cascade of sparkling green. .

There were rows of pool where green Crystal like water flowed in tide. How many of it were present there, it was impossible to tell. There were so many that we lost count. Wherever my eyes could reach I saw green waves dazzling like White Crystal. My heart was pounding fast. I had no clue what we were going to do. I was panting while beads of sweat covered my face and neck. I took a deep breath when Damon held my hand again.

We had paused for a while to take some air as we both were craving for a little time. But TIME was so precious that we could hardly afford it at the moment. So I prepared myself, sensing that Damon had decided on the same I had. I looked straight and we both took a leap as both our feets dangled in the air and we landed over the green pool of water that surprisingly I found has not taken us under it's wave, in stead we were standing on something that my eyes failed to see-something that was invisible but there. There was no stopping then as our motion scored and we were taken off through the water like a rolling wave as if it was waiting for us all along.

I was not in my best senses I think because neither the hurricane speed nor the giant leap we took, scared me. But most of all it was I think the knowledge that Damon was with me that gave me strength. Also the fact that I had to save him from a pack of devilious vampires who could be his end-gave me such will of purpose that I held onto his hand stronger, not darting my eyes ever from the mission ahead. It was an odd feeling, but somehow I just knew that I had to do this-for him-for us.

I suppose we had crossed some fifty curves and miles of wave when I saw them behind. I took a leap and jumped upon the rolling waves desparately, to keep as much distance between us as possible , all through the time our hands held to eachother tighter than they had before. I felt my senses numb, because when I tried to look through myself I found nothing, neither fear nor assurance. I was simply vacant trying to sail through the moment with all my power. I guess I no more cared of what would happen, except moving fast away from the deadly grasp that would finish everything if we loose.

It wasn't long before that I had this thought when one of them lunged on us and Damon's hand fought bravely until he tore the body into two halves and before we could make our next move another one-a girl with big blond hair charged on me. Though I was human and was in no way a match for that kind of power but strangely how I have no idea but I bend forward and leaned myself allowing my hand to grip her arm and bend it to and fro and throw her like I had done it millions of times before-like it wasn't a big matter for me. But I didn't have the luxury even to be amazed or wonder at what was happening. I sort of summed it up somehow in the meantime that the place had powers that I know nothing about and that it could as well perhaps inflict unimaginable braviety upon those who marched in it's domain, doesn't matter if that someone was a fragile human like me. So even though nine of them were after us, strangely I managed to tackle two of them and Damon another two so that five were still left on our trail. But we were fast and so we managed to stay quite ahead. Damon and I- we both knew he was weak and that our best chances were to keep them out of our way as long as we could. But it seemed even that choice was getting harder with each passing second as our escape roots began to become from minimal to almost zero.
They chased us and we found every place we reached to have them before we did. The fight grew fiercer and the urgency to win more eminent. Part of me knew more than himself, that Damon was doing this for me because he cared for me-my life more than he cared for anything else and I also knew this fierce urge to save our lives was just a flame of his intense feeling and protectiveness that he had for none but me. He was protecting me. Saving his life was just a veil to hide that intense emotion. But Beneath it all that matters and always have mattered the most was my life. The realisation that I had known for a long time, but never accepted, descended upon me and my throat atuned a raw and numb pain that grew bigger in my chest with every breath I drew and I gave all of myself to battle this war. I knew this war was important to me in not just one but many ways. If we loose and they get hold of me they will have Damon in their hands. Because having me means having control over Damon. Once they capture me alive Damon will be a toy in their hands which they will play in all of the hideous ways they knew until they have him tortured to death-- simply because Damon didn't agree to join them. Because between a devilish life and me, he chose me. He defied on becoming an animal like them because for once he had believed in love. And I certainly wouldn't let that happen to him no matter what.
I wn't allow them to play me as a pawn to finish Damon. I wn't let any harm come upon him. Better it is to lay my life than to give them the priviledge of using it as a weapon to destroy him.

I sadly thought that I knew now the answer to the question that I had struggled to find before when standing on my door Damon had waited for a reply. And here it was at a time when I was in the midst of a threshold where my answer would make no difference.
Or would it ?

I struggled inside to pour down that every drop of my heart in front him and surrender that side of me that I had never had the courage to do before, every nerve in my body ached to unfold the secret that I bore inside, as we jumped together onto a round looking wooden stage.

It was moving and appeared like a merry go round. The five vampires jumped and landed behind us. We moved upon the moving wheel to keep the descent space between us as we fought for our survival.

We were fighting for what I could remember was a long time and yet each of my limbs were ready to battle as long as it needed to. Surprisingly I did not feel any tiredness nor there was any fear for my life. All I wanted ardently and wholeheartedly was to put a stop to all this so that I and Damon can have our time together, an uncaring leisure moment to talk about rather mundane things and most importantly of all- to talk about us.

A dead coldness frosted my mouth as I wriggled to have that little precious time with Damon-my Damon-- but the fact that I couldn't , troubled me so greatly that I became furious to win this war at any cost.

We left the wodden scaffold and ran and soon we were in the terrace of an enormously tall building. I was ahead this time and Damon was behind me. I vaguely guessed him tackling one of the vampires as I squanted towards the edge. I took a halt as soon as my feets reached the dangerously narrow end. I saw Damon, and the other vampires who were coming for us and in that split second I made my decision as if I always knew what I was going to do at a moment like this.

Taking a glance in their way I breathed deeply thinking of myself and Damon and how different our lives could have been if I hadn't spend so much time in thinking. A painful lump rose in my throat and every cell in my body was in peril. "Would I never get the chance to tell him what I feel? Would he never know what I truly want? Had I lost that silver chance forever because of my dwelling mood ?" With every breath irrevocable sorrow hitched my entire body. I wished time had turned still so that he could hear me once.
At that moment I wished to tell him every single thing that I had been carrying inside my heart. Tears sprang up in my eyes as I blinked and let them fall. I fervently hoped that I could tell him how much he meant to me. That which he always dreamed of and wanted to hear. . .that which he waited and waited for like a decade to hear me say.

I closed my eyes as I stretched one of my feets. I didn't try to look at Damon because that would weaken my already fragile resolve. And then I was nowhere. I felt as light as a feather- even when I realised my body fast going down I wasn't worried how bad it would hurt or how many pieces would my body would shread into. There was only one thing that I could feel and that was a deep sadness pouring through every corner of my heart.

How could I die not telling him? How could I leave without him knowing about my feelings? After everything that happened between us - - - after everything that we went through how could it end like this ? It wasn't supposed to end this way! No! "
My body went through an enermous peril thinking that the truth would forever die with me. Damon would never know what he means to me nor he would know how much I love him!

Yes-I Love Damon. But he would never hear me say that. He would never know!
Damon would never get to know that Elena was his.

I knew any moment my time would stop and knowing that I would never hear his voice again, suddenly I yearned to see his face one last time. But I knew it was too late to make a wish like that. Perhaps another lifetime. . . .
My thoughts ceased immediately as I realised it was over. I was no more dangling. My body had made the truce with death-perhaps. It was strange that I couldn't feel the pain , nor could I feel free from the bonding of the shell. Where was I ? Was death so peaceful and silent ?

But then I felt it. The pulse of life inside me and I knew instantly that I was not dead. I was breathing and alive!

I opened my eyes and found myself in the arms I had always dreamt to belong.

Damon. . . !

It was Damon holding me. His hands evoking that familiar warmth that by now I could tell without even opening my eyes. I felt my cheeks wet and I knew they were of happiness. He pulled me closer--into his chest and I let his arms bury my face in his safe abode. He whispered near my ear that I need to worry no more as Caroline and Stefan were on their way along with the Council. Either because it was like a dream so impossible or maybe too much joy to bear, that I couldn't say a word, rather it was my eyes that spoke how glad they were to see him back again. I managed a small smile and pressed my both hands tighter around his neck.

I wanted to remain like that forever. I wished time to cease so that we didn't have to part ever.
And suddenly I found myself saying something which I was almost convinced I would never be able to. "I love you. . . . Damon !" I didn't have to wait before I heard him whisper back. This was after a long time -- almost a decade that I heard his magnetic voice.

"Elena-my Elena ! I love you too !"

Two drops of tear rolled down my cheeks. I looked at his blue eyes and caught them sparkling with enormous love and impassion that only Damon was capable of. And I knew at that moment, that it was just the beginning. . . . And we had a long way to go. . . .!

- -THE END- -

So guys that was the end. :)
please tell me your thoughts. I am expecting to hear from you. Your review holds great importance and would inspire me to write more. 😳
so please share your take. :)

dears take care. . I hope you've a great time.🤗

And special thanks to my dearest friend Mandy for encouraging me to write this down. :) yes If it had not for her I wouldn't have thought to pen this concept ever. So thanks to you dear.🤗

Edited by Paint.It.BlacK. - 11 years ago