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Not sure If I'm going to finish this or not, If I get some good reviews and what not for sure I will but If not I probably won't so...

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Chapter one: Are you Sure

Two Days Ago-

He was a dead man. He felt dead, as he held her dead body in his arms. The tears that began to roll down his pale cheeks surprised even him, and the agonizing ache in his heart was even more surprising. He kissed her hair, and held her dead body tightly, pulling the stake from her heart and tossing it across the room. He was so focused on her he didn't here Elena coming up the stairs, and opening the door. "Damon I think-" She stood frozen in the door way, unable to finish her sentence as she stared at the dead vampire in Damon's arms. There was a long, uncomfortable silence then. Damon couldn't look at her as she stood still in the door way; staring. Then Elena heard him mumble something into the dead girl's hair, but she couldn't make out the words. But it sounded like;

"I'm sorry Rose."

Present day:

The air was cold, and brisk as he stood at her grave. His icy blue eyes stared down at the gray stone in front of him, and he stood perfectly still; as if he was unable to move. He closed his eyes and sighed, then crossing his arms he said coldly, "Of what do I owe the pleasure, Katherine."

She smirked from behind him, and in a split second she was breathing on his neck. He opened his eyes slightly, and she giggled, "Just came to check on you. I wouldn't want you to be all sentimental and whiny now, that's Stefan's job. Remember you're the tuff, sarcastic one, that's how this works." She replied with another laugh. He pushed her off him, then turned around to look straight into her eyes. She took a step back, her grin vanishing as she saw the seriousness in his cold eyes. He turned back away from her, back to Rose's grave. Not moving from her spot behind him she glared at him, stabbing daggers into his back as she hissed, "Don't tell me you loved her." Still he said nothing, and she became more and more inflamed. "Come on, You've got me you know. I'm much prettier, and-"

"Shut up!" He finally yelled. His voice cracked slightly, and his sudden emotional imbalance somehow made her heart ache. It was silent then, his voice cutting through the thick air like a sword. She couldn't bring herself to speak. But finally, he broke the silence, without looking at her he added, "Leave. I can't deal with you right now." She stood frozen in her spot, still staring at his back. "LEAVE!" He shouted again, and it actually made her jump.

She glared at him one last time, and with a sarcastic, "Humph!" She vanished. And once again he was alone. Finally he could let a tear slip down his cheek.

The house was empty. Elena stepped into the large, dark Salvetore house. The house was dimly lit, and she could barley see anything. It was deadly silent, as she looked around for one of the vampire brothers. But she came up empty. Then she heard a faint noise, and as she searched for it's origin she recognized it was a song.

As she came closer to the sound she took in the lyrics.

look around you

Look down the bar from you

The lonely faces that you see

Are you sure that this is where you want to be

These are your friends

But are they real friends

Do they love you the same as me

Are you sure that this is where you want to be

You seem in such a hurry to live this kind of life

You've caused so many tears and misery

She finally came to the door that concealed the sound. She slowly opened it, and peaked into the room. She found Damon sitting in a chair, a radio next to him playing the song she had been hearing. He stared into a small fire next to his bed, his icy blue eyes shadowed over as he stared into the flames. The fire lit his face, and the glass of alcohol he swirled in his hand in the darkness of his room. It was a melancholy glow really. She jumped when she heard his voice, which was surprising since his voice was dim, and weak. But still sarcastic as ever. "You're not a vampire, It's not like I have to invite you in."

She could;t bring herself to say anything back, but she managed to make herself hesitantly step into his room. She came closer to him, she glanced at the radio, at the fire, and then back at him. But he did not meet her gaze. She looked back at the fire, and in a hushed tone she said, "Is this… I mean, are you.. okay…" She was at a total loss for words as she stumbled around what she wanted to say.

Before she could figure it out, Damon interrupted her, still looking deep into the fire, "I killed her."