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Hey guys! This is my first tvd AND delena fanfiction and I'm super excited! I do not in any way own The Vampire Diaries and while it is inspired by many of your wonderful fanfiction stories I am fairly certain there is no other story that this is similar enough to for it to be copied. Please review and I hope you like it J

DAMON POV

Damon chugged down another bottle of bourbon and threw it against the wall. The pieces of glass that fell into the fireplace sizzled as they burnt, much like his heart, broken and on fire. Alaric walked in and said "Hey! No need to destroy my apartment cos you aren't getting any tonight!" "Shut up Ric, I'll pay for it. Just let me get it out of my system okay?"

He had had yet another fight with Elena. Fights escalated fairly quick with them as they were both stubborn as hell and were a force to be reckoned with when angry. So it was fairly obvious to anyone who knew them that their fights tended to be a lot nastier than your average couple. But everyone also knew that they loved each other just as fiercely as they fought if not a thousand times more. No one who valued their life dared to interfere when they got into a lovers' quarrel. Even if it did seem like a potential World War 3. They would yell and scream at each other but the second someone hurt either one of them or they were even in the slightest danger, all was forgotten and that someone better hope they didn't die.

This one started out the same, but it was a lot worse than most. It had escalated to a whole new level and Damon was afraid it would take a lot more than amazing make-up sex to fix this one.

FLASHBACK

Damon had just returned from work. He worked at the best law firm in Mystic Falls and was possibly the best lawyer they had. After sorting through files all day he was tired and all he wanted to do was curl up on the couch with Elena in his arms and watch a movie, maybe make love afterwards.

He walked into the kitchen and wrapped his arms around Elena from behind. Elena froze for a second, realized who it was and leaned into his embrace. She turned around in his arms and said "Hey" before giving him a light peck on the lips. "Hey babe, whatchya cooking?" "Nothing much, just a little pasta for tomorrow, tonight might get late so I thought I'd lie in." He was more than a little confused at her words. Late? She didn't look like she was referring to sex because she didn't have that seductive gleam in her eyes which he loved oh so much so what would be keeping her up late? "You forgot didn't you?" Elena said in a tone that sounded angry, irritated and probably what hurt the most, like she expected it. Then he remembered, the Lockwoods were hosting a dinner to welcome back Mason Lockwood, the Mayor's brother, all Founding Family members were supposed to attend.

Well shit.

" Babe do we have to go for this dinner? I'm really tired and I just wanna lie in with you today."

"I can't believe you're doing this, we bail on every single town event Damon! We're founding family members! I'm a Gilbert and you're a Salvatore. What will people think if we don't turn up to any of these events? It looks downright disrespectful."

"Seriously Elena? I don't give a fuck about what these people think and what about what I think? How I feel?" God he felt like such a teenage girl saying that but she had to understand that he had feelings too. And right now he was feeling tired.

"When have I not thought about how you feel?! Our entire relationship has been based on HOW YOU FEEL!"

That felt like a blow to his gut and he knew it was visible on his face from the expression on her face. When it came to the other, they were open books. He could see that she regretted saying that immediately but was too stubborn to take it back.

"Is that what you think? I have ALWAYS taken your feelings into account, respected them, valued them. You make it sound like this entire relationship is completely one-sided? Is it Elena? Is it?" the last part was barely a whisper. Yup he had officially become an insecure teenage girl. But that's what Elena did to him. God knows he knew she was too good for him but he knew her love was the realest thing he had ever felt., only to be rivaled by his love for her.

" OFCOURSE IT ISN'T. I LOVE YOU DAMON! Urgh why do you have to be so goddamn infuriatingly thick in the skull! We always do what you want, when was the last time we even went out unless it was dinner with our friends? I enjoy these events why can't we, for once, just do what I want?"

" Don't give me that shit Lena, we do what you want just as much as we do what I want. And what's wrong with dinner with our friends? At least I don't have to be fake!"

"Are you calling me fake?"

" Yes I'm calling you fake! Because you pretend to love these gatherings when we both know you hate them as much as I do. The only difference is that I don't feel any obligation to attend unlike you."

"Well you always have been one to escape responsibility" That was downright cruel and they both knew it. It was a direct swing at Damon's past and damn him if it didn't hit bulls-eye.

"So go" was all Damon said before he stormed out of their house and drove his baby blue Camaro to Alaric and Jenna's house.

END OF FLASHBACK

Jenna POV

Jenna walked into the living room and said " Sheesh what threw up in here?" Damon said "Something that ate your cooking" which earned him a light slap on the head but he knew it wasn't serious as she was laughing, besides, it was true! Jenna was no chef and she knew it.

Jenna was Alaric's wife and Elena's aunt but had always been more of a sister to the couple. She asked him "That bad huh?",

"Worse"

" Who said the irreversibly horrible thing this time?" there was a hint of sarcasm and humor in her voice for she knew that when it came to them, there was nothing irreversible and the only reason they weren't screwing the life out of each other in bed right now was that one of them had said something really REALLY bad. Her money was on Elena right now.

" I said I didn't want to go to the dinner tonight, she said I was always bad with responsibilities. You decide." Yeah she was right.

"Ouch.. well you could either mope around, or borrow one of Ric's suites and show her just how responsible you are."

Jenna was a founding family member by birth and the couple were also close friends of the Lockwoods, they would have been invited either way. She knew that Damon was too stubborn to lose his fight to Elena (they seriously were five year olds sometimes) so when he said " It better be a good freaking meal" Jenna was not surprised.