I really wrote this after listening to Adele's cover of 'I Can't Make You Love Me'. I'm not sure if I will continue unless people want me too. The first half was beta but not the rest. Let me know if You all like it, it would mean alot to me.

Chapter One

Standing in the door, Irene took in the scene before her, she watched as Damon, her Damon the man that she has loved for over a year. Gave in to his every whim, put up with his rage and inner demons. Watched as he destroyd himself over a woman that wasn't her. Had her heart broken repeatedly for, stand outside her so called best friends house. Kissing her. With so much passion she felt the familer tingle that ran up her legs to her fingers. The familer message that her heart was about to be broken again.

Her body was frozen in place, her mind was to numb to tell it to move, to run as fast as she could and get away from this scene, to fall into bed and stay there forever, never get back up again for as long as she lived. Which seeing as she lived in mysic falls wouldn't be that long. Her jaw was dropped in a somedic way that would be funny if it weren't for the endless tears that cascaded down her cheecks.

Slowly she watched as their lips came apart, she watched as their eyes opened and the love literally seeped out of the both of them. Could basiclly feel the flutter of Elenas heart and could hear the racing of Damons mind as he finally relizaed that he finally got what he's been wanting for .

In that moment she finally realized no matter how hard she tried, no matter how much love she gave him, it never mattered to him. Just dust on his leather jacket, ready to be flicked off.

She felt her feet move without realising it as they carried her to the kitched and out the back door. Felt herself walk in the dark without realing hearing it. Everything around her, all the scents, noises, objects were just there, nothing connected with her mind as she walked. She couldn't see for all that she could see were the two people that she loved, one like a sister and the other with her heart and soul, finally giving into temptation, finally giving into what she has been trying to keep from happening. All of it for nothing. And wasn't that what really hurt most, knowing that everything you did was just to prolong, not to really stop.

She finally realized where she was at when she finally stopped and took in the Head stone of her grams. Slowly bending down on the damped grass, she wrapped her arms around herself, wishing to feel the touch of her grandma, wishing to here her southern drawl as she wispered how everything would be all right. That everything would stop hurting if she just gave it time and patience. Though she never did have patience, was always to boycrazy she could here her grams saying in her head.

"I'm so sorry Grandma, I'm so sorry," she found herself wispering. She didn't know what she was saying sorry for, for not being a good grandaughter like Bonnie, for always taking her for granted, for sneaking out at night to spend time with boys in the cemetary, for getting herelf mixed up with Vicki or maybe it was for getting mixed up with Damon. Letting his charms and seduction lull her into his dark world, for letting her believe that he would love her if she just helped him. Maybe it was bringing her family into his crazy mind, helping him to free Katherine, the woman that had been better than her then, now her doppleganger was better than her now. Or, this one the most likely out of all was not being strong enough, never being strong enough.

She rocked herself as she cryed, Sorry, sorry spilling from her lips like a chant, her body aching and cold but not able to leave, not able to go home. Somewhere, deep down in a dark place in her mind, a place that use to consume her before Damon came around, told her that a relationship like this would ony hurt her, that falling for him would only kill her or break her. And at the moment killing her seemed so much better, she didn't want to watch herself break again, to break so far from repair.

She felt her mind whirl in slow motion, could feel her eyes slowly droop and her voice hitch off on her chanting, her body was numbing but not fast enough, not nearly fast enough. She wondered if this was what dieing felt like, if you just grew numb and fell into oblivion, she wished Bonnie was here to tell her. It didn't matter because everything was going away, all her pain and heart ache it was all slipping into black peace, slowly taking her with it and for one second her lips wispered sorry one more time before her black paradise consumed her.

"Why do you think she was out there?"

"How the hell am I suppose to know."

"What did she say when you found her?"

"She just kept saying 'Sorry, sorry' over and over again."

"Bonnie called she said she would be here in a few minutes, she's over at Rics."

"Okay."

Irene slowly opened her eyes, the light making her drop them again 'causing her head to flair up in a headache caused by a night of crying. Her mind was groggy as she tried to remeber everything that happened last night. Though it was slow she could feel the heart ache, could feel the familar depression. The all consuming lonlyness. It was all their just not her memories. Those were still lagging.

Tiredly she liftered herself up, her body wrapped with blankets making moving difficult for someone in her state. She ran a hand over her face, trying to get her mind to work. Openeing her eyes again letting them adjust to the light she took in the familar room that belonged to Damon. Looking down she saw herself in one of Damons shirts, one that he didn't wear because of how loose it was no matter how many times she would try to get him into it.

"Irene," came the voice of her best friend.

She looked up and into the faces of Damon and Elena, two people that she had loved and trusted. Standing at the door, looking at her with caution. Both standing to far from eachother that she would almost belive that everthing last night didn't happen if it weren't for the guilty look on Elenas face that she tried miserably to hide.

"Irene, are you okay?" She asked again her big doe eyes were soaked in worry. She slowly stepped closer, as if any sudden movements would make her break.

Irened dragged her eyes to Damons, she looked into the familiar blue eyes that made her swoon, and took in the eyebrows that drove everyone else crazy but made her heart flutter. She took in all the familiar details, marking them all off as she went through them mentally. Everything about him looked the same, nothing had changed yet that wasn't true because everthing had changed.

"Irene?" She sounded frightened.

It was only when she heard her voice again that she realized that she was laughing, not the joker laugh that scared little kids at night but the kind that sounded like they were seconds away from bursting out into tears. She tried to calm down but only manged to get it to a giggle before she finally spoke, "I'm fine, everything is just super!" The sarcasm leaked even through the raw and shaky voice.

Elena stared ast her befor turning to Damon, as if willing him to say something. Irene watched as Damon stared at her, his eyes never leaving hers as he tilted his head in a swift move, indicating for Elena to leave, not even blinking his eyes as she left the room, slowly shutting the heavy door.

They stayed like that, the only noise was the shaky breath of Irene, her giggling dieing out once Elena had left. She could feel the wetness of her tears as they rolled down her red cheecks, could feel her hand shake as it ran through her dishelved hair. But never taking her eyes off of him, never straying from the ice of his eyes.

"I can't make you love me," She said, startling her and Damon with her statment. Not even saying a word, he walked over to the curtains and closed them, the room darkening as he slowly walked over to her, pushing the blankets aside and crawling underneath them, not even bothering taking off his shoes.

His arms wrapped around her, and for the first time, she felt close to him. If she had just walked in on this sight, she would have seen two people in love, never to leave eachother. But she knew better and yet she couldn't help the tiny smile on her face as she rubbed her nose on his chest.

"I tried so hard, I know now that you can't make someone love you. Can't control their hearts. And it hurts Day, it really hurts. I just wanted you to love me, so bad. It sucks because deep down I knew, ya know? I knew that I could never be Katherine or Elena. But I tried, that should count. I tried to be them and I can't and I know that now but it doesn't make anything better, because I'm still losing you, to my best friend. Is this how you felt, when Katherine chose Stefan, because if so I'm so sorry Day, I'm so damn sorry," She balled into his shirt, her voice hitching on every word.

His hand tangled in her hair as his lips pressed to her scalp. He rocked her back and forth, his other arm wrapping around her to bring her closer, his body pressing into hers as she cryed. Almost like a wisper not ment to be heard he finally spoke, "you came so close, RiRi, so close."

"Damnit Damon, I would have layed down my heart for you, I would have given you everything...Just give me a few hours, huh? Just give me some time to just be with you, and I'll give up the fight. I promise I'll stop tring, just a few more hours," She pleaded as her tears soaked through his shirt. And for once there were no snide comments, no insults. He didn't patronized her or even talk again. For the first time he held her, he held her as if he never wanted to let go.

He held her as if he loved her.

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