Elena held the phone up to her ear and began a conversation with asked her a simple question, "If it was only down to me and him, who would you choose to get by?"Elena responded quickly, "Isn't it obvious?"

Damon replied, "No it isn't Elena."

Elena coughed slightly and answered, "I thought you already knew this, but you! It felt wrong with Stefan. When I was with him I wanted you! I'm so sorry, Damon. Can you forgive me?"

"Of course, Kitten." Elena loved the pet names Damon called her.

Stefan was outside of Matt's car, and heard Elena's conversation. He will not protect her anymore, so he stopped and let the car continue. Stefan pulled out his phone and texted "They are heading towards Wickery Bridge." To Rebekah

Rebekah stood in the middle of the road while Matt's truck came rushing towards her.

"Matt!" Elena screamed.

It was too late. Matt turned the wheel to avoid hitting the person, but at the cost of flying off the bridge. Elena's head rammed into the dash board causing her to become unconscious and Matt called her name but received no response. An unintended tear slipped out of Matt's eye. This is it. Matt was trying to save Elena by getting her out of town, but he just ended up killing her. Damn! Water flooded into the sinking car, depleting the oxygen source quickly.

Stefan stood and watched Matt's car race off the bride, but he did nothing. He didn't care about anyone in that car anymore, why would he help?

Damon knew something was wrong with Elena because she wasn't answer her phone, which was always charged and by her side. He left and started sprinting, with vampire speed, down the road that Elena and Matt would have taken. He finally reached WickeryBridge and saw the bumper of Matt's car jutting out of the water. "No!" He screamed to himself. He quickly dove down to the car that was no resting at the bottom of the lake. Damon ripped the top of the truck with enormous strength and pulled two limp bodies out. He swam at rapid speed to the top of the river and jumped back onto the bridge. Damon bit into his wrist causing a little blood to spurt out. He raised Elena's head up and stuck his endlessly bleeding wrist into her waiting mouth and laid her back down. Damon repeated this same process for the now dying Matt to his left. Damon raised Elena's head up and placed into his lap. "Please." He whispered. Damon wrist healed soon after.

After another five minuets Elena woke up and began a hysterical coughing fit. "Damon?" She called when she woke up.

"Elena! Shh. I'm right here everything's all right. But what the hell happened?"

"Someone. Was. Standing. In. The. Road." Elena took deep breathes in between each word.

"Who, Princess?"

"I. Couldn't. See. It. Was. A. Girl. I. Think." Elena eventually got out.

"Did you see anything particular about her, 'Lena?"

"Long. Blonde. Hair." She breathed.

"Rebekah! That bitch. I'll kill her."

"No. Please, stay here." Elena got her breath regular.

"Whatever you want, Sweetheart."

"Damon?"

"Yes?"

"I should have told you earlier but what you told me works both ways."

"What did I tell you, Kitten?"

"That you would always choose me." Elena quoted.

Matt begun to roll his head back and forth and a stream of blood gurgled out of his mouth. He coughed and sat up, "What the hell happened?"

Damon replied to him, "Your truck ran off the bridge." Damon made a mental note that he would have to be nicer to Elena's friends.

"My what? Did what?" Matt obviously completely forgot what had happened.

"Your bitch girlfriend was in the middle of the rode and you swerved to miss her, but you ended up running your car off the bridge." Damon retold what Elena had told him.

"Well hello, lovebirds and Matt." Stefan's voice carried through the chilly air.

"Brother." Damon greeted coolly.

"Oh what happened here?" Stefan asked harshly. It seemed he already new the answer.

"Not dead? To bad." Stefan sounded like Klaus, sinister.

"Brother? Did you cause this?" questioned Damon.

"No." Stefan mouth grew into a smirk.

Damon jumped up, but laid Elena's fragile head down gently. Then he ran and tackled his brother into the lake. While tumbling into the freezing water, Damon ripped off his brother's daylight right and swam away. The sun was beginning to rise and Stefan was oblivious to his missing ring that kept him safe day after day. Once Damon broke the surface he chucked the ring over the bridge and into the vast forest. He jumped back onto the bridge grabbed Elena in his arms and threw matt over his shoulder. When the three reached Elena's home, Damon flopped Elena onto her cozy bed and Matt onto the pea green couch. Once he made sure Matt was okay for awhile, Damon raced back upstairs and laid next Elena on her bed. He rolled over and wrapped his muscular arm around his girlfriend and placed a kiss on top of her brunette head. "Sweet dreams, Princess." He whispered in her ear. In response Elena fidgeted a little on the left side, her side, of the bed. Damon fell asleep with his arm around the fragile girl.

At noon there was a knock at the door. "Let me in, Love."

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