AN: I do not own Vampire Diaries or Twilight.

You get another chapter tonight as I am feeling inspired by the muse they call red wine. I am of legal drinking age after all, and it snowed where I lived today. So it was the perfect night to indulge in red wine and sit by the fire and write.

Bella POV

My eyes widened with surprise as Damon kissed me with an animalistic like aggression, but it was only when his hands started roaming over my naked body that I actually woke up from my drunken stupor. I gathered all the strength in me and shoved Damon hard. I wasn't a vampire, so he didn't go flying, but he did go back a few feet and land on his ass.

"What the fuck Damon?" I screamed. I watched with rising rage as he stared up at me from the ground, almost as if he was in a daze. I watched as he shook his head as if to clear it, but didn't make a move to get up.

"Bella, let me explain…" He whispered, although I was fully able to hear it with my keen sense of hearing.

I shook my head firmly, and felt the familiar sense of traitor tears threatening to fall from my eyes. I didn't know what was happening at that moment, all I knew was that my emotions were going haywire and I did the only thing I knew how to do, I ran. I allowed myself one last glance back at Damon before I shifted into a bird and flew back towards the house.

I flew in through the window of my new room that I had left open exactly for this purpose. My emotions seemed to be in check for the moment as I stumbled around my room in shock. I jumped in the shower for the second time today, and quickly washed and got out as fast as I could. I yanked on a pair of terry cloth shorts and a white wife beater and ran a brush through my snarled hair before everything that had transpired caught up with me. I quickly fished in my purse for my trusty flask that I carried with me at all times. I took a deep swig of whiskey and finally let myself collapse. I recapped my flask and set it on the bedside table before grabbing the nearest glass object and hurling it at the wall with a loud scream. I sank down on my knees and started sobbing.

I honestly had no idea why I was acting this way, or why my emotions were going crazy. I seemed to have done the one thing I promised myself I wouldn't do, I had let Damon get to me. In a way, he reminded me of my previous vampire family, his mixed personality had specific qualities I could pin point to each member of the family that had so thoughtlessly thrown me away.

I let out another scream and hurled another glass object at the wall. I yanked on my hair. I literally felt like I was going crazy. I was acting like a mental patient, and even though I realized this I couldn't seem to stop myself. I had to let out my feelings so I didn't succumb to the deep emotions I was feeling towards Damon. I curled up in a ball with my hands covering my head and let myself sob.

Stefan POV

With the first crash and subsequent scream I was awoken from my light slumber. I gave a quick peek towards Elena, and was relieved that she went to sleep with earplugs in. When the second crash and scream came I was up and running in the direction of Bella's room before the sound of her sobs started.

I was on the other side of the house in a flash, as that is where we had placed Bella to give her some privacy. I threw open the door, listening to it slam against the wall, and took in the scene. Bella was fresh out of the shower, curled in a ball, and sobbing hysterically on the floor. I immediately without hesitation scooped her up in my arms. She seemed to be in a type of hysteria because she started beating on me wildly. I let her get her aggression out because she wasn't doing any harm, and I surveyed the situation. Bella had only acted like this a few times, and it only happened when a guy got too close.

"Bella shhhh, it's alright, it's me, Stefan, what is going on? What's wrong?" I asked as I gripped her more tightly, knowing that constriction can provide comfort to people in shock.

Bella curled into me as a response, and sobbed for awhile before finally being able to speak. She was an interesting creature because she could turn her emotions on and off like a switch. Since I happen to have a psychology degree, I figured it was a classic case of emotional detachment. True to her typical nature, Bella pushed back from my embrace, got up and stood back and wiped her tear stained face. In the place of the sorrow I saw seconds before was a look of pure rage.

"If you want to help Stefan, you need to tell your asshole of a brother to keep his fucking hands off of me." Bella spat out.

"Bella, what happened?" I asked with true concern. I truly adored this girl, and she was clearly upset with Damon about something. I waited patiently as she paced around the room.

"Damon came across me in the woods, I had just finished feeding on a delicious deer when he threw me against a tree and started aggressively making out with me. I quickly came to my senses and tossed him off me. He mumbled something about wanting to explain but I got out of there like a bat out of hell, no offense." Bella explained, as she continued pacing around the room.

I sighed, "Bella, I am so sorry. Elena and I tried to nail into his thick skull that he needs to stay away from you, but he Damon tends to do what he wants. From his behavior over the past 24 hours though, I'm starting to believe this is more than just the usually game for him, I really think it means more than his usually hump and dump. I can't be positive though, because he is extremely elusive and won't admit any sort of weakness." I stood up and watched her continue to pace.

"Stefan, that is NOT what I need to hear right now. I can't have this happen again. I can't let a guy get close to me. I almost died when Edward broke up with me, but I miraculously found a will to carry on. I can't have it happen again. I won't survive it. I just won't. I'm sorry Stefan, but I have to leave. This is too much, and I can't handle it at the moment. I promise I'll be safe, and I'll call you in the morning." And with that she was gone. She shifted into a bird and flew off into the moonlit night.

I ran my hands through my hair and sighed with anguish. I knew what she was going through. It was why I was so afraid to let Elena in after the whole Katherine debacle. I cleaned up the broken glass in her room, and decided to unpack for her to keep myself busy. My heart was aching for her, and I couldn't believe the stupidity of Damon to go and fuck this up. I thought Elena and I had made it perfectly clear that Bella was not to be harmed, physically or emotionally, as she was still fragile after all these years. She put up a good front with her arrogance and sarcasm, but she was still a broken little girl underneath. Clearly another discussion with Damon was in order.

I put clean sheets on Bella's bed, hung up the curtains she has brought with her, put her clothes away in the walk in closet and dresser, and cleaned up the broken glass before closing the door and going back down the long hallway to the room Elena and I shared. I was not looking forward to telling her what happened in the morning and dealing with Damon when he finally returned from whatever the hell he was doing at the moment, I needed a good night's sleep to keep my strength up tomorrow.

I climbed back in bed with Elena, who was sleeping soundly with the ear plugs I had convinced her to use years before as Damon and I didn't need as much sleep and I didn't want to keep my beloved awake at night. I kissed her neck and watched her stir briefly before settling back down. I sighed heavily as I wrapped my arms tightly around her, glad we had found each other. I thought about how I wished Damon and Bella would find the happiness Elena and I shared, about how I cared about them both immensely, as I drifted off into a troubled sleep.

Tyler POV

I stirred from a deep sleep at a knock at my bedroom window. I was exhausted from the hunt of the moon, and it took a few moments for my eyes to adjust to the dim light. What I thought I saw at first was an angel, bathed in moonlight in the frame of my window. I rubbed my eyes a few times and once I was coherent I realized it was Bella, the super hot shifter from the woods.

She knocked again on my window, clothed in only terry cloth short shorts and a wife beater but no bra. She had obviously run here from wherever she was residing. "Let me in Tyler" She whispered.

I crossed my room and opened the window and watched her climb through. "What are you doing here Bella? Not that I'm disappointed to see you, I'm just curious why a beautiful girl as yourself would show up at my place unannounced, in the middle of the night."

"I had to get out of the place I was staying." She breathed, as she stood awkwardly in my bedroom, rubbing her arms, "Call it too much drama for one night, and you are the only other person I know in town." She said as she glanced away, I noticed she was shivering.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I closed the distance between us and embraced her. I felt her melt against the natural warmth that runs through my veins due to my werewolf nature.

"I'd really rather not, if you don't mind, I just need to get a good night's sleep to clear my head, I kind of lost it earlier." She smiled half heartedly.

I grabbed her hand and pulled her into my bed. Clearly she was vulnerable, so even though I wanted to, I wasn't going to put a move on her. I pulled the covers over us and wrapped my arms around her, just relishing in the fact that I was holding her. There was something about her that made me not want to try my usually games. She was almost instantaneously snoring softly, I grinned as I snuggled into her back and fell asleep.

Elena POV (The next morning)

I awoke to the sun shining brilliantly through the windows. I pulled the ear plugs out of my ears and stretched as I heard the glorious sound of coffee being made. I threw on a robe and made my way downstairs to the kitchen where Stefan was making coffee.

"Is Bella not up yet?" I yawned, sliding into a chair while I waited for my coffee.

Stefan grimaced and turned to face me, a look of extreme sadness on his face. "She is gone again Elena, She left last night after I found her-" His explanation was cut short by the sound of the front door slamming.

Stefan shot out of his chair and I followed, hoping it was Bella. To our disappointment it was Damon coming down the entrance hallway, with a look that was a mix of despair and anger.

"Damon…" Stefan started as Damon passed him to go up the stairs.

"I don't want to talk about it" Damon seethed, brushing past Stefan to trudge up the stairs.

"Damon" Stefan said firmly, while grabbing hold of Damon's arm.

What I saw next shocked and confused me, as Damon threw Stefan against the wall.

"I said I don't want to talk about it" Damon seethed, before releasing Stefan and disappearing up the stairs in a flash. Mere seconds later we heard the door to his room slam with such force it shook the walls. Moments later the sky clouded over with grey and thunder boomed overhead.

"Someone is pissed" Stefan muttered before turning his back on the situation and stalking into the kitchen.

I followed Stefan and filled myself up a mug full of coffee, clearing it was going to be needed for the following conversation. I sat down in a chair and turned my attention to Stefan.

"What happened last night Stefan?" I asked, the worry leaking out in my voice.

Stefan pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed before continuing. "I awoke last night to Bella breaking things and screaming. I ran to her room out of concern and found her curled in a ball on the floor sobbing. As you well know, she very little shows extreme emotion except for anger so I was instantly on alert. I held her for a few moments until she was able to gather herself and tell me what happened."

My heart instantly started racing. I stood up, my heart racing in panic, unaware I was still clutching the coffee mug. "What happened Stefan" I repeated, more slowly this time, hoping my worst fears weren't going to come true. I loved Bella like a sister, and I knew how fragile she was. I had only seen her act the way Stefan was describing a handful of times, and it could only mean one thing…

"Damon kissed her last night Elena…" Stefan whispered, a defeated sadness clearly evident in his voice.