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Chapter One
Damon sat on the couch staring at the fire with a glass of bourbon in his right hand. A week ago, he went to Denver with Elena, a couple of nights ago Elena went to a dance with his brother, Stefan. Now, he sits here hurt, drunk, and pissed.
"Damon?" Elena called as she walked through the Salvatore boarding house door. There she saw him sitting on the couch.
"Damon, we need your help." She said as she walked over to him.
He looked at her. "Help? You want me now?"
"Damon…please, this is important."
"What has bad Klaus done now?"
"It's not Klaus…it's Stefan."
Damon stood up and faced Elena now looking right into her eyes. "What's wrong?"
"I think he's been killing."
Damon smirked and shook his head. "He's not killing anyone Elena. Go home."
"Damon, come on. Can't we just get past this and move on?"
That struck a nerve. "Move on?" He yelled. "Move on from what exactly? From loving you, from kissing you in Denver? What do you want me to move on from Elena?"
Elena was taken aback by him yelling. "No…I didn't mean-"
Damon cut her off, "Stop it Elena! Just stop it and GO AWAY."
"I don't want to go away Damon. I want to be here for you." She put her hands on his neck. "You're drunk, and your hurting. You and I both know that's not a good combination."
Damon pushed her off and threw his glass into the fire. "I don't want you to be here for me! Don't you understand that? I can't handle having you here. Please get out NOW!"
Elena left knowing that eventually he'll come around even though she didn't want to go.
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