"Damon! How could you sleep with her? She is not on our side! She is the enemy, what the hell were you thinking?"

Elena stepped closer to the elder Salvatore, a confused look on her face as she tried to process what she had just saw walking out the door of the boarding house. She didn't understand; one minute Damon was telling her that he loved her, then the next, he was bedding the next girl that crosses his path, which so happened to be one of their enemies.

"Elena, if you're asking how, then you should really pay attention in your sex ed classes. You're old enough to know the basics. There was no thinking about it, Original Barbie is hot."

He let out a chuckle as Elena scrunched up her nose before she cut him off.

"You're disgusting."Elena spat angrily."Did you do this to get back at me, is that what this is?"

"If it is, you really have to let it go." Elena added as she stood in front of him. Damon looked at her and it wasn't a look of love and devotion like it normally was, it was full of irritation and tiredness.

"Oh, I'm already over it. I'm also finished."Damon replied after he downed his drink and slammed the glass down on the table.

He was done with her, with everything. For the past few months Damon had put his life on the line for her. He had done everything she asked of him and put his feelings aside for her to be her friend, just happy at being close to her. But she only wanted Stefan and the night before had been a wake up call for Damon. She entertained his love for her when she wanted something then tossed him aside when she got what she wanted. His feelings for Elena were gone, he had finally realized that he deserved better, he deserved some respect.

"Finished with what?" Elena asked him, putting a hand on his shoulder, only to have him shove her away.

Something had changed inside him over night and it was confusing her, she didn't like this Damon, he wouldn't listen to what she had to say. The look of anger was gone, and she had replaced it with worry with some pity, something that he hated. He was not a charity case, he was not a pet either.

"Damon, I never meant what I said last night. Please, Damon. I asked Stefan to help me b-"

"You are trying to turn me into Stefan. Newsflash, I am not him, I am a vampire, do I have to spell it out for you? I have control over my urges unlike him, Elena. You are just hanging onto me because I am something that you have left of him!"

Damon walked her back into the wall behind her and trapped her there, his fangs coming into view as his angry rant continued.

"I can sleep or date whoever I want to. What I do in my personal life has nothing to do with you. The only reason you are keeping me around is because I comfort you and make you imagine that it's him."

Elena looked at him with tears in her eyes and he rolled his eyes again."It's not fair on me and it's not fair on my brother."

With those last words, the elder Salvatore flashed away from her, out the front door. Damon stood outside and leaned against the wall, he was finally ready to move on and Rebekah was the person to move on to. He didn't know what it was but he felt something between them the night before. She had the smoothest skin and her pouty lips were irresistible and the way her legs felt like a vice around him drove him crazy. She was the same as him, always second best and never really noticed.

With that thought in mind, Damon hopped into his car and drove to the Mikaelson mansion Rebekah told him where to find her if he needed anything. Right now, he needed her more than ever before.

Around twenty minutes later, Damon turned up to the address and his senses told him she was the only one there. After stepping out of his car, Damon made his way over to the house, breaking the lock with ease. He stepped in and looked around, it looked like a normal family home, way bigger than the boarding house.

He felt something in the room with him, and it wasn't a threat. He looked around, blue eyes narrowing when something purposefully bumped into him. He turned in a small circle, a smirk on his face when the scent of a certain blonde vampire hit his senses.

"C'mon barbie, is that any way to treat the guy who gave you the best se-"

Suddenly he was pinned against the wall, a hand wrapped around his throat. Rebekah was in front of him, a tired look on his face, but he could see the smile in her eyes.

"Well...this was how you treated me not twenty four hours ago."

Ignoring him, Rebekah crossed her arms over her chest."Really? Breaking an entering? A new low, Damon."

"I was bored. Women know how to piss me off these days."

Damon sent her his signature smirk before smashing his lips to hers, not giving her a chance to protest. He walked her back into the nearest wall, but was shoved away seconds later. He frowned at her, that wasn't how it was supposed to go. By now, they should have been undressed on the way to repeat what had happened more than three times the night before. She arched an eyebrow, her cheeks a little flushed, meaning that he had won a few points.

"What do you think your doing?"She asked him, a warning look flashing in her eyes."You were mean this morning.

"What I want. For once."

Ignoring her warnings he kissed her again, his hands cupping her face gently. At this, Rebekah welcomed the kiss.

She consumed him, she made Damon second guess but kept him lusting after her. Then his hands tangled in her hair, tugging her head back so that he could get a better angle of kissing her. The thick, blonde strands ran through his fingers, tongue sweeping across her full bottom lip, and they soon parted, inviting him to play. The hands that had been trying to shove him off tore off his shirt, buttons bouncing off the tile floor because of the impact.

"...keep doing that i'll have none left."

She bit on his lip, smiling against him."Then stop wearing them."

Seconds later they were in a bedroom and by the look of all the clothes and shoes it was hers. He didn't get a minute to observe it properly because a moment later he was on the bed and she was straddling him. Ripping the rest of his shirt off she ran her nails down his chest, leaving red marks on the way, Damon growled in pleasure at this, it had been a long time since a woman had dominated him, and he had missed it.

He wanted to be a first choice.

And right now he was Rebekah's.

Elena's House

"Can you believe him?"

Elena sighed again as she paced her floor,Bonnie and Caroline sat on her bed looking bored. She had been cursing Damon and Rebekah's name for almost an hour now. It was starting to become annoying. Bonnie and Caroline weren't Damon's best of friends but Elena had no right to butt in on his private life, she had no claim on him. She would call him cruel and unstable, which they agreed to, he could be like that. But then the next second, she wanted him back, she wanted his love again.

"Elena, why are you so pissed? I don't know what you're so upset about."Caroline finally said and Bonnie nodded in agreement.

Elena stopped and stared at them."What? You're defending him now? Its his fault. For the past year and a half he has said he loves me and would never do anything to hurt me. Now look at what he has done!"

Then and there, Bonnie lost it. She stood up and walked over to Elena, a mad look on her face.

"Damon has moved on so deal with it, that way he won't bother us all any more. I don't understand why you are so upset, I thought you loved Stefan. Plus, if he's interested in someone else, you and Stefan won't have and problems getting back together, right?"

"Bonnie, I d-"

Before Elena could say anything she stormed out, slamming the door behind her. Elena looked at Caroline for some support.

"She's right Elena. Now that maybe Damon is distracted, you and Stefan can work our your issues. It's a win/win, right?"

"You hate him,"

"He's a dick and that is why I don't see what your problem is. Stefan is your epic love, and now that Damon is out of the picture you can get back with Stefan. Elena, I love you but you have to figure out what you want before you lose people who care about you."

Caroline grabbed her bag and left the room. Elena stood there, shocked at what her best friends had said.

She slumped onto the bed, a broken look on her face, wallowing in her own self pity.