DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TVD AND ITS CHARACTERS…

Although I wouldn't mind owing DAMON.

Just doing this out of pure entertaining…. Please don't SUE,

AN: I'm back by popular demands, and OMG, I am so HAPPY people enjoyed this story, so freaking happy, you have no idea. I got so many favorite stories, favorite authors, story alerts, and even some author alerts. That's just awesome, although I didn't get as many reviews, I'm happy anyway. I do wish some people who favorite and alerted this story would take just a second to review, just one word. But I'm grateful either way, because I didn't think anyone would like it.

So I have decided to make it to a 3 part mini-story. I think it will interesting to see the conversation between them. I don't know if any of the characters will make a guest appearance. I doubt it, cause this is about Damon and Elena.

AGAIN, FORGIVE ME FOR ANY GRAMMAR ERROR.

ALSO FORGIVE ME FOR THE LONG WAIT, BLAME MY CRAZY LIFE, BUT OH WELL

Btw: I'm looking for a beta reader, someone who familiar and watches the show,
Please leave a PM if you're interested.

ENJOY and don't forget to REVIEW…

Previously on Damon's Letter…

Elena let out the breath she didn't know she was holding. When she was looking through the Gilbert journals, she didn't expect to come across that.

She was render speechless, so many thoughts were rushing in her head, so many emotions, she wouldn't know where to begin.

She just sat there, clenching the letter in her hand, that's exactly how Damon found her.

"What are you doing", he asked her, she followed his eyes as they landed on the letter.

"Elena", his voice full of pain, and regret?

'Why?" was the only word that escaped her lips.

Damon flashed over to Elena, and grabbed the letter from her hands, before she even realized what had happened?

"You weren't supposed to see this", he folded the letter and put it in his back pocket. He picked up the journal from the floor, and threw it on the bed.

Why did he put this letter in this journal, of all the places he could have? It's like the moonstone incident all over again. A lapse of judgment in his part for sure.

Elena sprang into action as soon as she realized she was no longer holding the letter in her hands. "Why not?" she demanded of the vampire. "It's addressed to me after all"

Damon turned around to face her, " First you asked Why, now you are asking why not, make up your mind Elena", he said as he smirked, trying to light up the mood. He did not like where this conversation was going.

"Don't do that", Elena whispered angrily. She felt stumping her foot down. Damon had a habit of making her so frustrated. She knew it was a childish, but she didn't care.

"Don't do what?" Damon retorted back. Although he knew exactly what she was referring to. They were good at this game.

He would pretend nothing affected him, and he didn't care about anything and anyone, and she saw through his bull every time.

"Don't pretend not to care, don't pretend this is nothing", she answered.

Sometimes he thinks she's the only one who knows him, and sometimes he felt like she didn't know a thing about him. It's just so damn confusion. This girl gives him whiplash.

She had the ability break him into a million pieces, at the same time, put him back together again.

He sighed; he ran his hands through his dark unruly hair, he felt like pulling his hair out "What do you want from me Elena?"

An action that went unseen by Elena, he always did that when he was frustrated, and it seemed that she infuriated him a lot. "I want to you to tell me why you wrote this letter, and why I never got it?" Elena looked at him with those adoring doe eyes of hers.

He swear sometimes, he wish he could put a blindfold over her eyes, so he wouldn't have to look at them, because it's becoming awfully clear, he could never say no to them.

"I think the letter is explanatory, and since I survived that nasty werewolf bite, there was no point for you to get it" he answered truthfully. If he had his way, she would have never found this stupid letter in the first place.

He should have burned as soon as he was lucid, but then again he did get distracted, oh you know since his little brother was playing hooky with a psycho- hungry- power un-killable hybrid.

This is exactly why he didn't have time for this, or anything else for that matter. They had to find Stefan before he truly went to the deep end. He had promised her, that he would drag his brother back to her, and he was going to do just that, even if it was the last thing he did.

Damon could feel his anger risen, they didn't have time to discuss this

"Just leave it alone, it's done and over with Elena, it wouldn't change anything, it doesn't change anything", she still loved his brother, and will always. It would always be Stefan, so what's the point?

He was saving himself a whole lot of heartbreak. He had no desire to repeat the last 145 years. He knew better than that.

"You don't know that", she shot back at him. She didn't even know why she said that. She still loved with Stefan, and will always do, but sometimes she wonders why she has to fight her feelings for Damon so damn hard.

I mean, he was her boyfriend's brother for God's sake, untouchable property. But he wasn't just that. He was so much more than that.

Damon had to admit, his jaw almost dropped when he heard her say that. This day is just full of surprises.

"Don't say things you don't mean Elena", he warned her. He refused to get in drag in this, in whatever game she was playing.

"I'm not, I don't know", she muttered. She really didn't know, when it comes to Damon, she didn't know anything.

Damon sighed, he understood, their relationship was pretty messed up, and that's coming from him, who's had century of experience with messed-up relationships. Sometimes he forgets that she was just a girl, who doesn't have much life experience. After all, she's only 18 after all.

Yes, she had been through a lot for the past two years, but she still was just a kid compared to him, and his brother.

"Let it go Elena, we have more important things to deal with it," he told her tiredly.

She could not believe him; he was so stubborn that it was infuriating. "So that's it", she demanded.

"Yes, that's it. End of story", he told her. He would bring back his brother to her, they would live their life together, and he would move on with his life, away from this hell town, away from his brother, and away from her. (Easier said than done, of course)

Elena didn't respond, she just stood there staring at him. So she was supposed to pretend that she never read the letter, never read what was meant to be his last words for her.

Most of the times, she couldn't understand the things he's done. He was impulsive, and unpredictable, and just plain crazy. But he was also her protector, her friend, the guy that made her heartbeats skipped beats, the guy who refused to give up on her, they guy who she always can count on to save her, even when she didn't want to be saved.

The guy who said he would always choose her. Stefan never told her that, never.

She couldn't imagine her life without him in it, that's why she found out he was bitten by Tyler, she was devastated beyond grief. There was no her if there was no Damon. And that revelation terrified her.

But she could never admit that to him, or to anyone else for that matter. She couldn't become another Katherine. She refused to play the brothers like her ancestor has done.

"What, cat got your tongue?" she heard him say after a while.

She sighed, and moved toward him, and she didn't stop until she got right in front of them.

Their bodies so close, but not touching. No touch was ever necessary when it comes to them anyway.

She was so close, that she could smell the hint of bourbon in his breath. She could smell his manly scent, mix of leather and his favorite colon.

She can feel the sensation she always gets when he started into her eyes with those beautiful eyes. It should be illegal for someone with his looks to have those eyes. They made him ever more lethal, and alluring.

Right now, she could tell that he was confused by her actions, but she didn't care. She needed to this, before she lost her courage, and ran from this moment and from him.

Damon stood there, and just watched her. He could feel her eyes burning into his. He was always amazed when she's this close to him. She was beautiful from up far, but up close she was magnificent. He could map out every contour of her face, every freckle, every line. After all he spends a lot of time memorizing her face.

Elena slowly raised her hands, and cupped his face, ever so gently, like he has done to her so many times,

"You thanked me for so many things in that letter, you mentioned the things you did to hurt me, but you never mentioned, the things I have done to hurt you". She asked him softly. She needed to understand why.

Damon could not believe his ears, did she just said that?

What the hell? "What?"

"I know you heard me" she responded clearly.

He must be either extremely drunk or passed out some place, or has landed in a parallel universe. Cause this is was not possible.

"I heard you, I just don't understand, how you can even ask me something like that," he told her. Did that girl not know what she meant to him? After reading the letter, she surely should know.

"Don't pretend that some of the things I have done and said hasn't hurt you, I know you Damon, better than you think." She let her fingertips slide over his cheeks, down to his chiseled jaw

She could tell that this was difficult for me, difficult to admit that she had a knack of hurting him, she didn't mean to. Most of the times, she was trying to protect herself, and of course Stefan, but then Damon always got the short end of the stick.

The same Damon that never opened to people. Never talked about his feelings. He covered his emotions with sarcastic comments, and portrays himself as a douche, a jerk, a first-grade ass.

Damon thought about it, but of course she has hurt him, she has shot him down, has repeatedly told him she loved his brother, not him, but she never did it on purpose. She has never gone out of her way to hurt him, one of huge difference between her and Katharine.

Sometimes, he does wish that she would admit there was something between them, more than an understand. He understand why she's in denial, she doesn't want to hurt Stefan. He hates to admit it too, neither does he.

He shakes his head, and takes her small hands in his and held them over his dead heart,

"It doesn't matter Elena, I'm a heartless monster, I have no feelings remember?" He reminded her. A self-psychopath with no redeeming qualities, as she once put it.

Elena once believe it that, she once believed that Damon was that heartless monster, incapable of love and compassion, just brings destruction and pain in his path.

She regretted it coming to that assumption without knowing the full story and the man himself. She believed every word, and every half-truth Stefan told her. I guess she didn't know any better.

Stefan had portrayed his brother to be the worst of the worst, he warned her about him, he gave a necklace to protect her against him. Where in reality, he was the bigger monster, he should have warned her about him.

"That's not true, and you know it", she whispered softly.

He sighed, "It's ok, you could never hurt me Elena", he told her, but they both knew that was a lie. She had the power not just hurt him, but to destroy him.

Elena gave him a sad smile, of course she didn't believe. Way before he had told her he loved her, Elena knew Damon had feelings for her, she didn't know how powerful they were. She didn't want deal with it meant, so she just ignored, and choose not to see it. After all, Ignorance is bliss.

"Your eyes don't tell lies, Mr. Salvatore", she told him as a matter of fact. Those blue of his eyes, they may hypnotizing, and can compel their way to anything, they are also the insight of his soul, they gave him away every time, you just have to look deeper.

"Guess not", he responded softly.

"You still didn't answer my question" Elena continued when it seemed that she wasn't going to answer her question.

"You're too stubborn for you own good, you know that?"

"Of course, you love that about me", she said smugly. If only she knew

"Sure I do", he rolled his eyes, and muttered under his breath, knowing full he would hear her. Yes, it's one of the qualities he loves her about her, and also hates it, cause she never back down when she has her mind set on things, like getting herself killed.

He took her face into his hands, "I meant every word in that letter, Elena. I love you, God I love you so much, but in the end, it doesn't change anything. You're still in love with my brother, and I refused to be yours or anyone else's second choice, not anymore. I won't make that mistake anymore, you understand that, don't you?" He allowed their foreheads to touch each other.

It pained him to say those words aloud to her, but she needed to hear them, just like he needed to say them. History won't repeat itself, he won't spend another century longing for a woman who will never love him. He has to let her go, who knows maybe he is the better brother after all.

He kissed her lightly on the forehead, he let his lips linger a few seconds longer on her skin, he felt the warmth of her skin against his lips for the last time.

After a while, He slowly backed away from her and walked out of the room.

TBC…

Yes, I had to leave it there, it was getting too long, plus I need keep you guys on your toes, so you guys will come back.

A good writer always keeps their readers intrigued, and wanting more, just ask KW, and JP. They're really good at that.

So one more chapter to go,

So PLEASE REVIEW

And I wasn't a hard-core DELENA before, which I was/am. I am NOW.

I love how their relationship is developing, it's crazy and beautiful. I love the fact that they have these moments like the last one in Elena's room.

It's them at their finest, its small moments like that, where she's so somfortable with falling asleep with him beside her, i can't.

DELENA=PERFECTION, it's simple as that