Okay I think I'm crazy, but I'm going to try and write this new story. It picks up from the end of first episode of season two! Anyway REVIEW and I'll try my best at this. Also I have another story going on called Endlessly if anyone's interested and please let me know if I should continue!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything or Vampire Diaries for that matter.

Chapter One

Sheer anger and depression rolled off of Damon as he threw the glass of scotch into the fire. After hearing from the two women he actually felt for say that Stefan is always going to be the one, broke him. It made everything in him want to die and just get over life or…turn it off, to just turn off the pain and feeling. He put his head in his hands and sank into the couch, trying not to feel. Feel the pain and ache Elena and Katherine had put him through or the guilt that was slowly starting to seep inside of him, over the fact that he had just killed Jeremy. It all came crashing down on him in a heap of pain and then…it was gone just like that everything in him that could feel just turned off.

Damon slowly moved his head up and looked into the fire, and then he stood up and walked over to the bar to pour himself another glass of scotch. With this new found feeling of nothingness he suddenly thought of Elena and how she would always say that "he did care". That one thought turned everything back on, just as fast as it was off it was on and killing him; the weight almost crushing him to the ground. He yelled with anguish and fell to the ground pounding the floor in with his fist in frustration. It seemed close to more then he could take, after having his feelings on for so much longer than he had…ever. It screwed him up enough to the point that he couldn't even control the flip able switch.

When he was done making a hole in the ground he stood up and took all the alcohol in his bar and drank it all until he couldn't even remember his name. It numbed everything and made things much more bearable then they actually were. Damon decided that he wouldn't bring in the sorority girls and just go through it alone.

"I'm not surprised that you would try to kiss me, I'm just surprised you think I would kiss you back." The words stung him as they passed through his mind, swirling around like a tornado until it was all he could see and hear. Finally he was slouched against the side of the couch, almost asleep when the door opened and Stefan walked in looking broodier then ever. But, the worst part was seeing Elena walk in behind him with the same dried tears on her face.

Still in his drunken state Damon looked up and frowned, "What are you doing here? For another round of "Let's all make Damon's poor, pathetic excuse of a heart break into a couple more thousand pieces?" he slurred.

Elena just glared at him, words at the tip of her tongue, but she decided not to say anything and shake her head angrily as she followed Stefan upstairs.

"Oh, don't mind me just go along with the much better choice and kissable Stefan." Damon muttered as he swayed a little bit as he stood up.

Out of no where Elena came up and with all her might she slapped him across the face and Damon fell backwards stunned to silence. She went to turn around, but he grabbed her wrist. "You sure you don't want another hit there's at least this much left of my heart so you might as well just squish it before anything comes out of it." Damon pinched his fingers together showing Elena how much was left.

Elena pulled her arm back and hissed, "Don't touch me, you tried to kill Jeremy, that's not something you can just try to forgive! I hate you! I don't want to ever see your face again."

Damon bowed his head as the words pierced through him one by one, "You know what your wish my command, and no one will have to see my face again. I might just have to make the finale passing of the devil fun, tell Stefan that he is the better choice since both of you women seem to agree so much."

Then Damon left, he sped out as fast as possible leaving Elena with a confused, yet angry expression on her face. He went to where his mother was buried and laid by her headstone, contemplating when and how he should leave this wretched earth he had been rooted to for so long.

His phone vibrated in his pocket and he looked to find that Liz, the sheriff, had texted him.

It read:

Theres a carnival coming and it's this Sat. Can u come?

Damon quickly sent back:

Sure, no prob.

She replied back with a "thanks" and then Damon relaxed against the cool grass and decided he should leave soon. By the time he arrived back at the boarding house it was a bit before noon. Suddenly Stefan pinned him against a wall, and Damon just pulled out of his hold with a tired sigh.

"What now?" Damon growled; it was one thing if Elena slapped him, but Stefan coming in and trying to act cool was not on his agenda.

"Why the hell did you try to kill Jeremy?" Stefan glared at him hard almost expecting his brother to go on some sort of rampage.

"So, he's not dead? Well that's a load off my shoulders, but let me guess Elena still hates me and I'm a bit psychotic right now." Damon summed up the end with a shrug that didn't mean the normal sign of indifference, but guilt.

"Don't act like you care. But yes she still hates you." Stefan confirmed a grim look on his face.

Damon sighed again seeming much older as he said, "Don't worry you wont have to deal with me much longer I'll be gone, dead." With that said he went upstairs to his room.

The Carnival

Everything during that week seemed uneventful and full of glares. Damon walked around the light colored carnival and had a bad tasting beer in one hand. He had seen Elena and Stefan walking towards the Farris wheel, while Katherine was somewhere, but he honestly didn't care anymore.

The dark colored sky brought a certain kind of air about it, an electrifying rift. Damon had heard Elena saying something about Caroline being really…off. At least she was okay, oh what did he care he did it for Elena. Stupid, stupid Elena was stuck in his head he wanted to rip out that certain part that was filled with her, but he couldn't forget and it was seemingly much harder than he anticipated.

"Hey, Hot stuff." Some girl purred in his ear, trying to sound alluring. Damon brushed her off and walked around looking for anything worth focusing on.

He looked up and saw Elena and Stefan about to kiss at the top of the Farris wheel. His stomach clenched and everything inside of him burned. He turned away and ran off without anyone noticing.

Damon passed concession stands and game booths with teenagers eagerly trying to win prizes. He stopped in the shadows and then went into the forest searching for something sharp, if he couldn't turn everything off mentally then he'd turn everything off for good. The thought seemed emo, but it seemed the right kind of one at the moment.

Damon picked up a branch that was unnecessarily sharp at the tip. He took a deep breath thinking over his life and all the fun reckless moments he had it all seemed like a long time ago.

"Don't do it!" Two voices Damon didn't think he would ever hear came up with panicked looks.

Damon smirked, "What does it matter to you guys?" his smirk left his face and anger took its place.

Elena hesitantly looked away grumbling, "I felt like something was wrong and I came here."

"Well good for you, you care again how sweet. Save that for Stefan." Damon snapped, irritation gnawing at him.

Elena glared, "Whatever just don't do anything stupid."

Damon noticed Stefan was still quiet but still answered back fiercely, "Oh don't act like you can pretend to care what happens to me just go run along so I can do my business."

The branch was suddenly positioned over his heart. Stefan's eyes widened and then Elena yelled, "Are you stupid or something? You want to die?"

Damon laughed without humor, "Sure if it can get me out of this hell." He started to plunge it in with his eyes closed, when he felt something jump on him and make him miss his heart by a centimeter. He opened his eyes and looked into Elena's overwhelmingly deep brown eyes. "What the hell was that for?" Damon yelled as Stefan helped Elena off of Damon just as shocked by her action.

"I don't know it was like instinct or something! Just ugh, whatever we need to go Stefan or something." Elena shouted, while huffing out her anger. She didn't want to save Damon from himself, but it kind of happened she probably shouldn't have stopped him, because she hated him, but she couldn't help it for a moment. It's like her whole mood towards him changed.

"More pain, god dammit." Damon cringed as he slowly pulled out the branch and caught Elena's eye. He could tell she was angry and confused with him, but it still made things worse. "It just never ends does it?" He asked towards the sky, hoping some kind of lighting bolt would just hit him now. He had his chance to just end it all, but then it was gone just like that.

"Why do Women always interfere with my life and make it harder?" He asked himself, shaking his head.

Well, that was the first chapter I hope Damon didn't sound too emo or OOC so just tell me and I need ideas! PLEASE! Lol. Also please, please review I want to know if I should continue or not.

-Vanessa:D