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Acclimated in the beginning of the second season.
About Damon
Damon Salvatore never plays clear. He plays his own game witch his own rules.
For him, the humor was the perfect mood to escape from the cruel reality. But he's never going to admit that. Rather be dead.
But he loves Elena
And that, was a mistake.
Maybe, the hugest mistake in his life.
"Life sucks"
His voice. Rough. Hard. Cold and impersonal. Telling himself the cruel thruth.
His voice. Hollow. With printed desesperation.
More ironic than ever.
The sound of the cup with Blood crashing with the wall. The pieces of glass in the floor. Fury with no end.
Stefan, always.
And he, Damon, is not important.
No matter what he can do, what he try…
Stefan, always.
An eternal momento. Why? It's been to Elena. At the end of all, Katherine. A century and a half waiting for her. When he already forgets her, and he begins hating her. When he starts to fall in love with someone in untouchable for him.
Katherin, after all these years. When he begins to forget how much he loved her.
Katherine, with a theatrical entry. Brutal. Apotheosis.
And, sadly, she comes back only for the one that not remember loved her. Stefan. His brother.
"Always have been Stefan".
Words on his ears. Words that twist in his brain until the have lost all sense.
Katherine. Elena. Both.
Always had been Stefan, always will be. For both.
He is a fool. He's never going to admit it. Never.
He loves Elena. After all.
And, the only thing Damon Salvatore is never going to admit, is that he has his heart in pieces.
Andrea Poulain
November, 4, 2013 – Translate