She walked to the closet and pulled out some misceláneo clothes when she heard a thick. She walked to the window, but didn’t see anything out of place.
“Hey”
“Aaah!” Elena screamed. Damon appeared out of nowhere.
“Sssh!” he hissed. “Ric can’t know I’m here”
“Are tu flying?” Elena asked a little shocked as she looked out of the window.
“No, I’m trying really hard not lose my grip, so if tu could let me in, that would be very nice” Damon said. Elena stepped aside and Damon threw his legs over the window-ledge.
“Why are tu here, Damon?” Elena asked.
“I want to talk” Damon said.
“I thought me not answering your phones and messages was clear enough” Elena dicho cold.
“No, they were and I don’t blame you” Damon said. “I’m not here for tu to forgive me o to even consider to forgive me. I just want to say I’m sorry. I don’t want to be this jealous, possessive person who wants to keep an eye on his girlfriend all the time. I will try to make things right with Stefan and tu can still see him. He’s your friend and I don’t want to ruin that”
Elena looked away. What did he want her to say? “Damon, I…”
Damon raised his hand. “No, it’s okay. I’m not coming back, unless tu want me to” And before Elena could say anything else, Damon had left.