The Vampire Diaries: Out of my Mind (Kindle Worlds Novella) Read Online Free

let it be soon, then I will determine how to take Rebekah down. I can do it. I am smarter than this. I am the smartest goddamn person I know.
    One more glass.
     
    I am lying on Elena’s bed. Fog fills her room from the top down. It spills onto the ceiling of her confined, too-cozy space like an upside down haunted house.
    A new dream. No, I refuse. I grab at my arm but I am still here, still in her room, no glass. I can’t wake up. I slap my face, I pinch. Nothing. Rebekah is getting better at this, I am trapped in this dream, but I am getting better at this too, I am a seasoned freaking professional. Hit me with your best shot. I am Captain Willpower.
    Elena comes out of the bathroom and now the fog is steam from her shower. She smells like honeysuckle and lilacs, like Virginia Spring, like tramping through the grapes of Southern goddamn wrath before I left the war. She is wrapped in a faded purple towel. See, clearly a dream, Elena never comes out of the bathroom in anything but her tight little PJs. They are too short but I will never tell her because the curve of her ass peeks out of the bottom of them, just a little, just enough to be the sexiest thing she ever wears. But Rebekah doesn’t know that so Elena’s wearing a towel. Her hair hangs in long, wet ropes, not yet combed, but Elena would have combed it in the bathroom already. Rebekah, you are a Neanderthal, my Elena is so much classier than this.
    “Damon, what are you doing?” She clamps her arms over her already covered breasts and I test my dream powers by imagining the towel dropping at her feet. No dice.
    This one, this particular battle will be about stealing and wielding the upper hand. I come out swinging. “Don’t act surprised. Don’t pretend you don’t want me here.”
    “Of course I do, but --”
    “I’m not going to be your pin cushion anymore.”
    She turns her head, keeps her eyes on me. Rebekah is getting Elena’s special cocktail of hurt and indignation and intrigued, hormonal want just right. Bravo. “I know, Damon.”
    “That’s it? That’s all you’ve got?” I have learned how this works. We are making this dream together, Barbie Klaus and I, and I want to drive.
    “I wasn’t trying to lead you on.”
    “Lead me on? You must be joking. You couldn’t lead a parade . You may be cute but you’re a child. You haven’t got the slightest clue how to lead me on.”
    “What are you… I don’t understand.”
    An opening, great, and now I need a pipe, I get all misty-eyed and I settle in to tell a story. “Now Andie, she knew how to flirt, how to seduce. She roped me good. You remember Andie, don’t you? Legs that went all the way up, and she was brilliant, she could actually keep up with me. More than I could ever say for you.” She’s startled. Surprise, I am taking over. “Her tits were… well, you two could duke it out for tits I guess, but she wins hands down for flavor. She tasted like sweet and sour sauce, no joke. She was positively delicious.”
    “Get out,” she seethes. Any minute there will be a knife in my gut or I will be drinking her dry. The horrible slurp of the last drops through a straw. Ha. The horrible rattle of Elena’s last breath. I wait, brace myself. Nothing. I keep pushing.
    “But your precious Stefan killed her.”
    “I know.”
    “Thoughtless and inconsiderate don’t begin to cover it. And sure, you weren’t there, but you helped make him back into a killer. Come on sweetheart, take some credit.” I am winning the shit out of this. “Couldn’t you get him back when you had the chance? Why did you give up so easily?”
    “I never gave up on him. I still haven’t.”
    I erupt. “ Then what are you doing with me ?!”
    She wilts onto the bed, wraps the towel around her tighter. She can’t look at me, I am really getting to her, I am penetrating, and now I’m sure that if I break the source then the compulsion will break and I will be free of this and Elena will be safe. I am just