Okay I just wanted some kind of angst. I was feeling like writing it, so here it is. Not my best, but I like it. This is my first for vampire diaries so please be nice in reviews.
Disclaimer: I do not own the vampire diaries books.
Warnings: slight angst but thats about it.
I couldn't stand it, watching him with Elena. Watching him be happy with that girl, smiling with her, laughing with her. It was just to much. Everything was ruined.
I was going to be the one to help him get over her. I was going to comfort him, help him, love him, and then hopefully ravish every part of him. But then she came back. When I saw her laying on the ground and saw the hope in his eyes, I felt my heart break in my chest.
It was horrible watching him kiss her, like he could never get enough, which he probably couldn't. I just watched with a stoic face as they broke apart for air and smiled at each other. I wanted be the one he was smiling at. I wanted to be the one he was kissing, but that would never happen.
Everyone thought I hated him, thought I wanted Katherine, and then thought I wanted Elena. But none of that was true. I loved him and I wanted both of the girls out of the picture. I tried to get Elena because she was with him, the same reason I tried to get Katherine. I wasn't going to go as far as kill either of them, I just knew I had to do something to get him.
But all hope was lost when she came back. So I just acted like I didn't care. I never took their hands because I knew I couldn't stand the fact that I had lost him. I really didn't want to acknowledge the fact, that I Damon loved my brother Stefan, and I could never have him. And thats why I walked away.
Okay I know this was short but I can continue this if you want me to and the chapters will be longer. It will just be like seven or eight chapters, but if you want me to continue this just review and tell me. Thank you!