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Olivia POV

I drove for hours. You know how I said that the town that my car runs out of gas will be the town I start my new life? I lied. I actually filled the tank and continued to New York City. I have never turned off my emotions and I have no idea what kind of person I will become so I figured might as well go to a city that won't mind a few dead bodies lying around.

Throughout the drive I thought about Damon. I loved him. I loved him with my heart and soul and I just don't understand why he picked Katherine over me.

I remembered the day we had a picnic in his backyard and he was so distracted. I couldn't understand what he was thinking about but when I was able to break him out of his trance all he said was "I'm thinking about doing something that is going to change our lives forever." I couldn't figure out what he meant but then but as I thought about it I thought he was going to propose to me but I was wrong.

1864 night of the party

I had arrived in my dark blue dress that suited my body nicely. My hair was in a loose bun and my makeup was simple. I was greeted by Mr. Salvatore. "Olivia it is always good to see you."

"Like-wise Mr. Salvatore." I curtsied and continued my way inside the home. I respectfully greeted all the other men of the town and then kept my search to find at least one of the Salvatore brother. It was then I found the boys with a girl that I didn't recognize. I approached the three as they continued conversing.

"I don't mean to interrupt but I have been looking for you two for the longest time." The boys looked at me and nodded. I held my hand out to the girl they were talking to. "Hello I am Olivia Branch, a very good friend of these two." She shook my hand. "I'm Katherine Pierce and you have a good taste in friends. These two and their father were kind enough to take an orphan like myself to stay here until other arrangements could be made."

I smiled politely. "Well they are the best and kindest in town."

After that short conversation they were walking around introducing Katherine to the rest of the guests. It was wrong of me to be jealous but they have been ignoring me the entire night. Damon said he had news that would change our lives. Every time I tried to approach him and asked he ignored me and would keep focusing on Katherine.

I tried conversing with other folks but my mind was just focusing on Damon. It was the point in the evening when we would do the traditional dance. I watched as both boys were asking Katherine to dance but when she had chosen Stefan, Damon looked disappointed. He glanced over in my direction and started walking in my direction. "Would you like to dance?" he held his hand out and I nodded as I took it. While we danced he kept glancing over at Stefan and Katherine and would frown but quickly put a fake smile on for me as if I didn't notice.

Why would he be so disappointed in not being able to dance with her? Most of these events he would ask me to dance and this time it was like a chore to him.

"Are you ok?" I asked him. He just nodded and wouldn't look me in the eye. This frustrated me. I gently grabbed his chin and forced him to look at me. "Damon what's wrong?"

He just stared at me as if he was trying to figure out who I was. He opened his mouth as if to say something but then would shut it right away. I sighed and let his chin go. "Nevermind Damon." When the dance was over I made my way to leave the house and return to my own. Well this was a disappointing night.

Present

When I snapped out of that reminiscing I was already at the hotel I wanted to stay in. I quickly checked in and went up to my room. It was a small room with a queen size bed, a desk, a tv and a simple vanity area and bathroom. I looked at the time and it was about the time the gang would be heading over to open the tomb. I sighed and tossed my phone on the bed as I opened up my suitcase to pick my outfit out for the evening. I grabbed a corset leather top, black skinny jeans, a jacket to match and my heeled boots and I laid it out on the bed. I grabbed my toiletries and went into the bathroom to shower and make myself clean and decent.

While in the shower I let the water just hit me while I was lost in thought. Tonight out of all nights my emotions and mind were going through a storm. I remembered when I was walking home the night I turned.

It was midnight and I was exhausted. I was making my way down the street when a handsome man approached me and insisted that he would escort me home. I gave in and that was my mistake. As we were walking in silence and there was no one to be seen he pulled me to the side and pinned me against a tree. "You are by far the prettiest thing that I have seen in a while and I want to make you mine." His words startled me and I started fighting. I tried hitting him and pushing him away but I was week and out of nowhere I felt a sharp pain against my neck and I could feel liquid oozing. I screamed my heart out until he shoved his freshly wounded wrist into my mouth. I whimpered as I tried to reject the awful taste going down my throat. Seconds later there was a snap in my neck and I fell into darkness.

I snapped out of it and quickly shut the water out as I gasped and felt my neck. I really needed a drink. I wrapped a towel around my body and made my way to the bed area and dried off and go dressed. I went to the mirror to brush my hair and apply makeup. I caught myself staring at myself. I swear I thought I saw Damon in his clothes from back in the day behind me and smiling.

"You look beautiful…" the figment whispered.

I quickly turned around and there was no one. I was very startled. Obviously I am very traumatized and I need a distraction. I quickly grabbed my purse and hotel key and left the room without hesitating.

When I got outside and felt the cool air hit my skin I relaxed a little. I looked at the street I was at and started walking left to find a club. I went to one of the popular ones on the main street and pulled my license out to the body guard who let me in. The music was loud and jamming and I started to feel really relieved as I danced my way to the bar.

I told the bar tender that I wanted the strongest thing that he had and he nodded. He gave it to me right away and I started to take sips as I examined the scenery. I watched as a group of girls dressed slutty started grinding on guys and I just rolled my eyes. That is how you get raped or fed on by vampires.

After I had had a glass or two of my drink I decided to get myself on the dance floor. I had a few guys come up and try to have their way with me which I let them until I rejected them after the song ended. The night was going great so far. 5 hours and 10 drinks later I had the buzz of a life time. I sat against the bar as I drank my 11th drink and watched the crowd around me. I was fine until I was looking at the group of men standing aligned against the wall and once again another flashback hit me.

"Olivia, are you almost done getting ready? The gentlemen downstairs are waiting for your prescense." My father asked.

I was finishing my hair up. I knew what this meeting was about. He wanted me to talk to different men who and pick one to marry. I looked in the mirror and smiled hoping that Damon would be one of them. I eagerly went downstairs to the 5 men lined in a row but not one of them were Damon. I frowned but I had to respect my father's wishes and so I conversed with them. By the end of the afternoon they all waited eagerly for an answer. "Olivia who shall it be?" my father asked. I stood frozen looking at all the faces. "I...I can't do this…" I stuttered.

A handsome guy came up to me. Apparently I was staring at him while I was daydreaming. He held his hand out and asked me a question. I stared at him. "What was that?" I asked. "I said shall we dance?" he smiled and waited for my answer eagerly. I froze and was lost for words. "I…I can't do this…" I said as I grabbed my purse and pushed him away. I started making my way to the exit as I was pushing through people but that didn't stop the visions that were constantly haunting me.

Stefan POV

I was in my room thinking about what Damon had confessed to me about the past. I didn't know that Damon tried to get permission to marry Olivia. It hurt to find out not only did her father think he was unfit to be a husband for her, but so did our father. I felt guilty about it. I supported their relationship even if they wouldn't admit true feelings to each other. I would have tried to help Damon if I would have known.

The fact that both parents wanted me to marry Olivia made me sick. Don't get me wrong, I love Olivia deeply but as a sister. I felt she was better for Damon and I wanted that for the both of them. They had similar personalities and understood each other. I would never take her away from my brother.

I kept thinking about the choices Damon made. He was an idiot. Not only did he let her go in the past which I guess was understandable since Katherine manipulated the both of us but he had the chance to make things right and he let her go. I get that he feels he isn't good enough for her but she came back for him which means she doesn't care what society wanted.

I should check to see if he called her. I left my room and headed to his room to see he was in bed cuddling a pillow.

"Damon what are you doing?" I asked as I crossed my arms and leaned against the door frame.

"I'm trying to sleep, what does it look like I am doing?" he mumbled in his pillow.

I sighed. "Did you call her?"

He didn't say a word.

"Damon…please tell me you called her."

He looked up at me. "No I didn't. Why do you want me to call her so badly?" he asked sounding irritated.

"I want you to call her because you need to and get her to come back here. With all the stupid and reckless things you have done, this has to be by far the most stupidest thing you have ever done."

I clearly hit a nerve and he jumped out of his bed and stood in front of me glaring. "Please Stefan, enlighten me since you just know everything."

"Well your soul mate just shows up out of the blue and you reject her like she just some average girl. You have the chance to call her and make things right but I guess it's impossible for you to be happy when you have your head up your ass."

He glared. "I deserve to be bitter for the rest of my life."

I sighed. "You're an idiot. So I guess Olivia deserves to be bitter too right?"

I hit another nerve. "Are you out of your mind?! She deserves to be happy. She is the most beautiful and most amazing person I have ever known. She deserves to be with someone that loves her and will make her happy every day and give her everything she ever wanted and no one can give her that except…me.." He shouted at me then stared as he came to a realization.

"Do you love her Damon?"

"With all my heart."

"Would you do whatever it takes to make her happy?"

"Of course I would. I would do whatever it takes even if it means I would lose my life."

I smiled. "Then call her and tell her that."

Damon started smiling like an idiot. I got through to him. I failed at helping them get to together in 1864 but I will not fail him now. He deserves to be happy. He dialed her number and we both waited patiently.

Olivia POV

I was losing my mind. Everywhere I turned I got painful memories of not being the one for Damon.

I turned left and would mistake a couple making out as Damon and Katherine. I looked right and would see them walking hand in hand. I was dying.

As I tried to make my way through the crowd, girls would give me disgusted looks but I saw them as Katherine smirking for her victory.

The men that would approach me with concern I pictured them as Damon repeating his rejection.

I was finally outside and I started walking fast away from the club and to the park. It was dark and pretty much empty so I took a seat on a bench and held my head as I tried to breathe. I hated this feeling. I spent 150 years trying to suppress it and after the morning with Damon and his rejection it was ten times worse.

I was crying as I held my knees up and rested my head against them as I let every emotion pour out. I would gradually would look up and see many scenes of Katherine and Damon together and I would scream and cry harder. I couldn't do this anymore. I just want the pain to go away. I straighten myself in the seat and stared out in the dark. I blinked a few times and I could picture the present Damon standing in front of me. "This pain has to stop." I whispered to him.

I started counting backwards. "10…9…8…7..." I breathed heavily and as I was about to continue my phone started ringing. I choked back the tears as I looked down on it to look at a number I didn't recognize.

"Hello?" I softly said.

"Olivia! Thank god you answered!" the man shouted relieved.

My heart skipped a beat as I recognized the voice. "Damon?"

He nervously chuckled softly. "Yeah it's me. What's wrong with your voice? You sound like you have been crying." He asked concerned.

I wiped my tears. "I'm an emotional drunk. New York and all the drama around it just adds on to the emotions you know." I lied. I was drunk yes but I was crying because of him.

"You went all the way to New York? Wow! Ummm…cool I guess."

"Damon why are you calling me? Don't you have Katherine to take care of? A person being stuck in a tomb for so long I'm sure needs all the attention."

He remained silent for a while and I stared at the figment in front of me glaring. The real damon sighed and finally answered me. "I wanted to talk to you."

"About what?" I choked as I felt the tears stinging my eye again. Even with the real Damon on the phone the figment of Damon in front of me was mouthing what he was saying but more negative which made me panic.

"I wanted to say that I made a mistake. I chose made a mistake long ago and I did it again." he said.

I blanked out at the figment Damon who was mouthing it and he then let out an evil smirk.

"I should have let these feelings go when I had the chance instead of wasted the time and it came back and haunted me." Damon explained.

The figment Damon said it and then Katherine joined his side. They held hands then and both gave an evil smile.

I was hyperventilated and crying out loud. "Why?!"

"Why what? Olivia what's wrong?!" The real Damon was shouting trying to get my attention. He must of put his phone on speaker because I could hear Stefan's voice shouting too.

The Damon and Katherine in front of me turned into a witch. Not just any witch but the witch I asked years ago to wipe my memory.

"You are pathetic. You think I would do you wanted me to do? When you asked me to erase your memories, I had something more in mind. You see you needed to be punished. I knew that you were going to see Damon again and I wanted you to suffer and you are. That's why you keep seeing all these memories and its hurting you." The witch said.

I fell on my knees and dropped my phone which turned on the speaker. "Please stop it! Stop the pain!" I sobbed.

Damon shouted through the phone. "I want to stop the pain! I want you Olivia, I'll do anything!"

"Olivia listen to us!" Stefan shouted.

I was sobbing and clutching my head I didn't hear them. Time was freezing all around me and the voices in the phone were muffled and not one clear statement came through. "Make it stop!" I shouted.

The witch bent over to look me in the face. "You can this stop. It was something you could have done all along. Just turn it off."

"Turn it off?" I whimpered.

"No! No don't turn it off Olivia! Just stay with us! Don't turn it off!" Stefan and Damon shouted.

"Just count backwards from 5 and turn it off." I witch encouraged. I nodded and started counting backwards. "5…4…3.."

"Olivia please stop counting! Just listen to me! Don't turn it off, I am so sorry!" Damon cried out.

"2…1…" I closed my eyes and then all the overwhelming emotions just vanished. I looked around and all the images of Damon, Katherine, and even the witch were gone.

I looked down at my phone listening to Damon and Stefan shouting and I smirked. "Olivia?" Stefan called. "The Olivia you are looking for is gone. Now if you'll excuse me I have a dinner to catch." I hung up and stood. I fixed myself and then made my way to the guy that I could see 2 miles away in the park.