“We’re home, Damon” Elena said. She and Stefan were helping Damon reach the porch, something he’d rather do alone, thinking he’d recovered enough.
“I’m going to open the door” Stefan said. He let go of Damon and ran to the door and opened it. Then he walked back at Damon and Elena. When he wanted to help Damon enter Damon pushed his arm away.
“I don’t need your help” he said pissed.
Stefan looked helplessly at his ex, but she gave him a ‘what did you expect’ kind of look back. She helped Damon enter the house and Stefan walked behind them like a lost puppy.
“You want to sleep in your bed?” Stefan asked careful. “Or in the couch? I can’t get some pillows and sheets”
Damon shook his head. “I’m fine” he said short. “I don’t need anything” Especially not from you, he thought, but he was polite enough not to say that aloud.
“You should get some rest” Elena said.
“I’ll lay on my bed, if that makes you happy” Damon gave in. “But I’m not going to sleep”
“Okay” Elena said, knowing it was the best deal she would get. She led Damon to his bedroom where he sat down and she sat next to him.
“So” Elena said. “Here we are”
“Here we are” Damon confirmed.
Elena felt her heart beating painfully in her chest while her eyes could only stare at Damon’s lips. There was no reason to hold back now.
She leaned forward, knowing there would be no way back.
“Uhum”
Right before their lips connected each other Stefan decided to show up. Elena could hear Damon groan and she herself let out a deep sigh.
“Can I talk to you?”
“I’ll be right back” Elena promised Damon. She followed Stefan outside. “What’s the matter?” Stefan led her to the study room, then turned around. “I need you to promise me you won’t freak out, because what I’m about to say might sound very sick and it won’t add to my good deeds list”
“What is it?” Elena asked, wanting Stefan to come to the point.
“I think we should tie him up” Stefan said. When Elena’s eyes bulged in upsetting, he hastily added: “Just for now, until he’s fully recovered and he can live with what Bonnie has done to him”
Elena shook her head disgusted.
“I don’t believe you” she said trembling. “He’s been in a physical and mental prison for weeks and now that he’s finally free you want to push him back in that prison?”
“No! No, that’s not what I want!” Stefan said desperate. “But you know just as well that when Damon is hurt he snaps. And after everything that happened in his life I don’t blame him, but we can’t risk him going on a kill, because he’s messed up. Not everyone has a Gilbert ring”
Elena grabbed the tape out of his hands. “I’ll do it” she said angry and she walked back to Damon’s room. She entered it and walked to the bed. Despite his pretending to be not weak, Damon had fallen asleep after all.
Elena sank down on the bed. “Forgive me, Damon”