"Did you know he was wearing the ring?" Elena finally asked.

It was the million dollar question.

You could lie and she would never be the wiser.

The look on her face stopped that train of thought. She looked sincere, honest, so entirely un-Katherine like that it froze him in his place.

He couldn't lie, no matter how much he wished she didn't have this effect on him.

The truth was the only option left, other than kill her before she could hear an answer, and let's face it, Stefan wouldn't enjoy that.

Neither would you.

"No, I didn't. But, Elena, I don't know what I would have done if he hadn't been," Damon confessed, honestly.

She grimaced as she processed his answer. She looked up at him again. For the first time since they'd met, he couldn't read her face, and it scared him.

"Thank you for being honest with me. And I have an answer to your question about our friendship. The answer is yes. You have lost me forever," Elena said bitterly.

What a witty line. If he wasn't the one standing on this porch, losing the only friend he had, he would laugh.

She was full of bitter determination. She had no desire to forgive him, nor did she ever.

"You knew that before our little trip though, didn't you? I thought 'friends don't manipulate friends'?" Damon asked.

He could feel the anger pulsating through him. He wanted her to hurt like he did.

He knew there was only one thing he could say to hurt her, something she dreaded, hated.

"I guess you are like Katherine after all," he accused.

Elena's face was immediately hurt. He turned and walked down the steps of the porch and into the darkness.

He knew if he turned around he would regret it. He could feel her guilt and regret, but he didn't care, he couldn't.

This Damon didn't care about anyone or anything. It was suddenly easier to remember why he stopped caring a long time ago.


So this was just a little idea about what was going on in Damon's head at the end of episode 2x03...I hate the way things are between Delena right now ='( What do you guys think? Reviews are love.