"I am not a doll, Damon! I'm not here for your disposal! You can't just use me when you want and then toss me away until you feel the need to have another go!"
I glared up into those blue eyes, struggling to keep my resolve as they looked at me, a hint of disappointment and... guilt? dancing across his irises as he took a step towards me. I took a step back, shaking my head as he opened his mouth.
"No. I'm done. I'm sorry, but I can't. I can't be… whatever it is I was to you! You're...you're a sadistic, selfish person! No wonder Elena never wanted you. You don't deserve her, or me, or anybody."
And then I turned and stormed away, wishing to have taken back the last words upon the intense look of sadness that passed through those ocean eyes, but willing myself to just keep going.
This is kind of a new idea of mine. It's not the FIRST ever Damon Salvatore story, but it's definitely the idea that I liked the most out of all of them… So yea, this is short, but it's supposed to be, so you can tell me if you think you'll like me to continue… haha, that was my lame way of asking:
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