What If Elena saw Damon kill Jessica, could she save him from himself, could she make him want to live again, What happens when he confess his true feelings about who he is? Takes place the night after Rose died.

Delena loveliness ;)

Please be kind this is like my 3rd fanfic, and I'm terrible speller

Damon lay perfectly still on the road, as the car's headlights approached him.

He was numb. Rose was gone, the first woman in over one hundred and sixty years to understand him, love him even, was gone. She was a star in the highest part of heaven and he was still a cowardly predator lying on the ground waiting for his next meal to approach.

Finally the Cars wheels came to a' stop, just in front of him.

There's no going back now, he thought to himself.

The door of the car opened quickly, and a human got out, it was female. Perfect.

The girl approached him quickly, but somewhat cautiously, Damon could tell it through her heartbeat.

"Hello? Sir? Are you okay?" she asked nicely, her voice was sweet- innocent.

He pretended to groan in pain. "I'm lost" he mumbled.

Damon looked at her face, she was pretty, her soft blue eyes were large, and she still had a youthful look about her… she wouldn't of been much older than…than Elena.

"And your lying in the middle of the road?" she replied.

"I'm not that kind of the lost…Metaphorically…Existentially, " he muttered

"Do you need help?" she asked politely, even though Damon knew he probably sounded like a crazy drunk.

"Well yes I do, can you help me? He said producing a liquor bottle from his leather jacket.

"Your drunk" – she was latching on. She started to run, like everyone else.

"No! Please don't leave," he said, picking himself up from the ground.

She was escaping. He quickly ran at vampire speed, appearing suddenly in front of her. She was scared.

A little voice in Damon's head screamed at him, don't do it.

But he was numb. He couldn't take the pain anymore, He couldn't take the hurt.. The loss. He was dead. This was it; he tried so long to be good.

He compelled her. "Don't move" he whispered, looking straight in her eyes

"I don't want any trouble" she said, in a detached voice.

"Nor do I…but its all I got" he mumbled, stroking her face lightly.

"Why cant I move?" she asked, her voice was still scared. He knew he should do something about that.

"What's your name?" Damon asked. "Jessica" she mumbled.

"Hey, Jessica, I have a secret, I have a big one, but I've never said it out loud, I mean what's the point? Its not going to make me good, adopt a puppy… I cant be what others want me to be, What she wants me to be… "

Suddenly all of his emotions came rushing to the surface. This was it. Elena was going to hate him forever.

"This who I am Jessica " he said, as he slipped his hands down to her shoulders

"Are you going to hurt me?" Her voice trembling. "I'm not sure…because you are my crisis, do I kill you, or do I not?"

"Please! Don't !" she was shaking, tears failing from her eyes.

"But, I have to, because I'm not human…and I miss it, I miss it more than anything in the world…that is my secret, Jessica, and there is only s-so much hurt a man can take!" Damon replied, he was crying now, his rage was building inside.

"Please don't!" she said screaming, this time.

"Okay…" Damon mumbled, loosing his grip. He could let her go, He was strong. He could get through this. He looked at her, her cute freckled cheeks, stained with tears. He was a monster, of the worst kind.

"Your free to go" He was doing this for Elena.

Jessica began running to her car, fast for a human.

Suddenly, Damon remembered, and his head stung, with poisonous thoughts of Elena, and Stefan, Rose, his father, and all of the people he had killed…

It was to much for him to bear. He was numb.

He rushed over to Jessica, pinning her against her own car, he took one look at her pretty hazel eyes, and let himself sink into her neck.

He sucked on her blood, letting the blood drip from his mouth, he didn't care.

Elena put her foot down on the pedal accelerator, she was worried about Damon.

Rose had died. He had loved her. It wasn't fair. Damon needed someone to love, someone to hold. She knew that if she didn't reach the Boarding house quickly, something bad was going to happen.

Elena sped down the country lane, exceeding the speed limit; she needed to be there for him.

Suddenly from a distance she saw a car parked in the middle of the road.

She pulled up on the grass medium strip and raced out.

She knew what was happening; there he was slumped on the road, a girls pale body lay next to him. "Damon?" she whispered, appearing from behind the car.

She looked at him, with horror, but she quickly hid it.

With unjudging eyes, she surveyed him, she couldn't be angry with him.

He was hurt. He had blood all over his mouth, and his eyes were red.

He glanced up at her, "Elena?" he whimpered. He looked at her with his vampiric eyes, but quickly bowed his head back down into his lap in self-disgust.

Elena walked over to him slowly, but Damon started to shuffle away from her, across the road. "Please…Elena…Jus-Just stay away from me" he mumbled, pain in his voice.

"No, Damon, I'm here for you, don't block me out, let me in, I will help you"

He stopped moving, and she knelt down beside him.

"Come home with me Damon, I can help you, we can talk about this" she said grasping his hands in hers.

"No, please just leave me alone, you should hate me…look what I've done Elena" he said, glancing to the body of Jessica.

"I'm not angry, Damon" she said.

Damon looked at her again, his eyes had turned back to their natural, icy blue colour.

"Please. Damon" she begged, trying to pull him to his feet.

She took in her surroundings. She really needed to get him off the road. If someone came along, they were doomed.

"Damon please, just lets get you to my car" she begged.

He grumbled something unrecognizable.

Suddenly, Elena realized something, the pain Damon had gone through, probably wasn't just crushing him mentally, but physically as well.

"Damon…up now" she ordered tugging as hard as she could.

But he wouldn't budge. She sighed. It was partly her fault he was like this.

If only she admitted her feelings to him. She sighed…

"Damon please, I care about you, please for me" she said tears failing down her cheeks rapidly.

Suddenly she felt his weight shift, he was trying to stand up.

Elena grabbed him under the arm, and helped him to his feet.

Now she just had to get him to her car, she knew she couldn't take him back to the Salvatore Boarding house, it was a bad environment, and Stefan would be there. If she was going to help him, she had to take him back to her place.

"Come on Damon to my car" she instructed. She helped him into the car, wiped his face clean for him, and buckled his seatbelt over him. "Don't need that," he mumbled. She smiled weakly, but suddenly she remembered the girl, her body. She raced back to her and quickly moved her to the side of the road, scattering some grass over her.

"I'm sorry," she whispered to her.

Elena raced back to her car, Damon had his head slumped against the window, his eyes were blank. "I'm taking you back to my place Damon, we can maybe chat there?" He didn't answer back.

Elena spun her car around, and headed back down the road.

She had to make him better, it was her calling.