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Giving In: Chapter 4

Compared to your eyes,
nothing shines quite as bright
And when we look to the sky, It's not mine,
but i want it.

Damon was sitting and studying his cards. He sat around the poker table along with his buddies Klaus, Dean, Lee, and Brady. After informing all his friends that he was out of jail, they gladly met up with him to welcome the topnotch Badass back in town. It has been boring without Damon starting things up, so now it was time for more excitement. After meeting up, they did the pleasure of hitting around the town, and letting everyone who lived in Mystic Falls know that Damon was back, and he was not to be messed with. Everybody who thought Damon was bad now thought he was worse since he's been locked up for a while. Everybody heard about what he'd done. All the vandalisms he created, all the places he broken into, all the things he stole, etc. Some people just thought of him as another criminal to the town, others feared him. So, after enjoying making some of the people around town squirm, here he was, sitting at the Boarding House, playing a game of poker with his pals, enjoying the feeling of being able to do something as simple as this.

"Full House, Mother Fuckers." Dean chanted as he slammed down his cards, with a smirk.

"I Fold." Klaus muttered as he slammed his cards down and pushed them away.

"Fold." Lee murmured, and chucked his cards.

Damon watched as Brady threw his cards down as well and examined his cards as well keeping his poker face on.

"Give up, man. Fold and give me the money." Dean said.

"Don't think so fond of yourself, cocksucker." Damon said as he placed down his cards. "Royal flush, bitch."

Dean looked pretty pissed. He shoved his cards so they slid to the other side of the table and said, "Screw you, man."

Damon just chuckled as he collected all the money that was piled in the middle of the table. All the other guys were trying to hide their smirks as how Damon just ruined Dean's victory. Collecting all this money reminded Damon of something in the past.

"Klaus, where's my money from 2 years ago?" He asked Klaus.

"What money?" Brady asked, confused.

"It was the money from the last hold up. There was about four grand." Damon answered. He turned his attention back to Klaus.

"Relax, mate." He chuckled. "I still got it, It's back at my apartment. I'll give It to you when I go back."

Sure, Damon had money—a lot of money in fact; but it never hurt to get some more, right? He simply just wanted to get back what was his.

"Up for another round, fuckers?" Damon smirked.

They were all muttering Nah's and Fuck you's, just as Stefan walked in and rolled his eyes.

"Come to join us, baby bro?" Damon looked at him.

"Nope." He stated, not looking at him as he walked into the kitchen.

"What's got you in a bitchy mood, Steffy?" He yelled from the living room

"It's not what, it's who." He corrected. And with that, he came back, only to walk back up the stairs, to his bedroom.

"He's not your fan now is he?" Klaus chuckled.

"Nope." Damon replied as he rolled his eyes. "He's been brooding the whole time I've been here, that shit's so fucking annoying. He just pisses me off."

"Gotta Love the brotherly love, right mate?" Klaus smirked

"Fuck You." Damon laughed. Then he got up and walked to the kitchen, and a second later, came back with a six pack of beer and placed it in the middle of the table for all the guys to take one.

"So," Klaus said as he opened his beer and kicked his feet on top of the poker table. "You like it here?"

"Here?" Damon let it linger, ushering him to elaborate.

"This bloody house." Klaus rolled his eyes.

"It's 'ight. It's ancient and not my style. Plus, living with this Brooder isn't a walk in the sun." He made sure to say that part extra loud so Stefan could hear.

"I'm looking for a roommate in my apartment." Klaus shrugged. "Interested?"

"Aye, you offered it to me" Lee interfered.

"Well my mate's back in town." Klaus chuckled, patting Damon on the back. "And I don't wanna live with a pussy anyway."

"Jackass" Lee muttered, gulping down his beer.

"So my mate." Klaus turned his attention back to Damon. "Interested?" He repeated.

"Yeah, maybe. I'll think about it, man." Damon said finishing his drink.

"So…" Klaus said as he looked at Damon with a smirk on his face." How was your first night of being a free man? Or better yet, first fuck?"

"Eh. I just needed to have sex again. She wasn't any good." He replied.

Klaus chuckled. "Bummer, my man"

"Yeah, whatever" Damon mumbled. "I'm still going to have sex tonight. And tomorrow. And the day after that, and the day after that." He chuckled. "Maybe tonights won't be disappointing"

"Let's hope." He smirked.

"Aye yo, Lee, Brady. We gotta head out" Dean suddenly said

"And where are you three going?" Damon asked

"We gotta meet Slater. He's bringing the stuff"

"Just say fucking drugs," Klaus snapped.

"Whatever." Dean said, putting on his leather jacket. "We're out"

"All three of you?"

"Hell yeah, man." Brady interjected, putting his jacket on as well. "Later shitters"

And with that, they left the Boarding House, Leaving Klaus and Damon alone in the den. Klaus and Damon were long time friends. Even though they had their group of friends, it was them two who were best friends. Klaus and Damon were more like brothers than Stefan and Damon were. They both have each others backs. Being honest, they were the only people each other could trust. So, with the group or not, Klaus and Damon were always the best friends. They'd take a bullet for one another.

"So, what are you up for tonight?" Klaus asked.

"Don't really give a fuck" Damon replied. "As long as we get drunk" He chuckled.

"Don't we always." Klaus smirked.

Elena and Caroline were sitting at the Mystic Café. After waking up this morning, They headed to spend their Saturday like they normally do. It's a tradition that every weekend they go out shopping and spend the day having fun. Bonnie would come sometimes, because usually, she would stay home with her nose glued to a book. So now, they were sipping on their coffees and talking once again.

"So," Caroline started. "The dress I just bought is super cute! I can't wait to wear it in front of all the guys around here." She cheered.

"So that means you broke up with Matt?"

"Breaking up with him today. Don't worry, I know exactly what I'm going to say. I made sure I would break it down easy."

"Well that's good."

"Are you alright? You seem so out of it today."

"Yeah, I'm fine." Elena shrugged.

Caroline and Elena have been best friends since kindergarten. They grew up together. They are always there for each other no matter what. Caroline knew her friend too well, she knew she was lying. Caroline knew that something was up and something was bothering her.

"Elena you are not fine. C'mon we're best friends. No secrets! Spill."

"Fine. Well, at the Mall, you don't know how many couples I saw. Do you know how many people I saw that were in love? Is it wrong that I'm jealous? Does it make me selfish to want what they have? I'm seventeen years old. I know I shouldn't be worrying about this stuff now, but I am. I just feel like crap now."

"Don't worry sweetie, we all want that. But I guess some people get it early. You'll find it in no time. Hell, I want that too. It's the reason why I'm breaking up with Matt! I don't think I was ever in love with him. He's more of a brother, and its a little boring being with him. We all want a guy that can sweep us off our feet. We all want a guy who can consume us." She explained "And hell, we are both going to get that!" She laughed.

Elena smiled at her best friend. "Okay Care, I believe you" She giggled.

"Damn right you better believe it!" She chuckled. "Now drink your damn coffee!"

"Yes ma'am."

Damon and Klaus sat at the Mystic Grill, in their regular seats at the bar. For these guys, nothing meant more than to have sex and drink alcohol.

"So..." Klaus started. "We've been around town all day. The word defiantly got out that you're out of jail. How do you think Mason will deal?"

"Oh, I have business to do with that asshole. I want fucking revenge for him taking a lot from me. I want the time I spent locked in that shit hole back. And I plan on getting it back starting with that fucker."

"You have a plan?"

"I have a couple ideas…" Damon stated. "But for another time. Now I just want to sit back and get wasted."

"Having sex tonight, mate?"

"Do you have to fucking ask? I am going to fuck all the time now. And now I can fuck anyone I want" Damon said proudly, enjoying the free life.

"Yeah, anyone except that girl from last night."

"Fuck off, Klaus." Damon snapped. "I told you this once and I'll tell you again. The girl is just playing hard to get. She'll give in soon enough." He shrugged.

"Yeah, alright. She didn't seem to be playing hard to get when she was winking at other guys."

"That's because the other guys are pussys. She really just wants me." He said confidently "It's just a matter of time. I'll have her." He smirked at the idea of him and Elena—together, in his bed. Soon this idea will become reality, He thought.

His thoughts were interrupted by Klaus throwing his hand on his shoulder.

"What?" He snapped, a little angry by being interrupted from his daydream.

"Speak of the devil." Klaus simply stated. Glancing at the entrance where Elena and Caroline walked in. Damon smirked. Still as sexy as I remembered He thought. Elena didn't seem to notice them because she just kept walking straight to the other side of the bar, with Caroline and stopped to talk to Matt.

"The blonde one." Klaus began. "A beauty isn't she?" He looked at Caroline with a smirk, and somewhat of a twinkle in his eye.

"Yeah, sure." Damon shrugged. He found all girls pretty attractive, as long as they had a pussy for him to bury himself inside of. "But Hell, she doesn't compare to Elena."

"Elena? That's her name?"

"Yeah, I told you I met her at the boarding house." He rolled his eyes.

"So, what's the sexy blonde's name, then?" Klaus asked curiously and grinned.

"Don't know." He answered. "And don't care." He added. "You go find out."

"She looks a bit occupied with that blonde fellow. I'm guessing, Jock?" He laughed.

Damon watched as he saw Elena sitting by herself at the bar, watching her friend talk to the Jock.

Now's the time to say hello.

Elena and Caroline walked into the Mystic Grill, so that Caroline could break up with Matt. Caroline decided to do it right away, but make sure not to hurt him.

"Okay, I'm going to do it." Caroline whispered.

"I'll wait right in that seat on the end. Just, let him down easy." Elena said

"You know I will." Caroline sighed, as they got to the side of the bar where Matt was standing.

"Hey guys. What's up?" He asked.

"We need to talk, let's go over here." Caroline said as she pulled him over away from all the people, as Elena sat down at the end seat of the bar, watching them closely.

If she wasn't so busy paying close attention to the way her two close friends were going to break up, she probably would have noticed somebody walk up to her from behind.

But, she didn't notice.

So when she felt a cool hand on her shoulder, she almost jumped out of her seat. She turned around and her deep brown eyes mixed with ice blue ones. You've got to be kidding me, she thought.

"That excited to see me, princess?" Damon asked, referring to when she almost fell over from his touch.

She didn't say anything. She turned around and prayed to God that he would just walk away. She told him before to just leave her alone, but this guy wouldn't listen.

She heard him chuckle from behind her and didn't dare to turn around. Then suddenly she felt his cool finger making designs on the little part of skin that was showing on her lower back.

That was when she finally turned around once again, and swatted his hand away.

"Don't. Touch. Me." She glared into his eyes, while he just grinned.

"Given up on the silent treatment already?" He chuckled. "If you gave up on that, why don't you give up this little act of you pretending to hate me, and spend some time with me?" He wiggled his eyebrows and let his eyes travel down her body.

"It's not an act, and I'm not pretending. She snapped. "And I wouldn't want to spend any time with you." She said coldly.

"We're together right now."

"Unfortunately." She sighed as she let her attention wander to Caroline and Matt.

Damon followed her gaze, and saw the blonde and thought to help his friend out.

"So, who's that blonde?" He whispered seductively in her ear before sitting next to her, a little too close.

She moved her seat away from him, and then turned to glare at him.

"Stay away from Caroline, Damon." She declared.

At least I got Blondie's name, he thought. That's good enough.

Damon chuckled. "Relax, gorgeous. No need to get jealous." He held his hands up in defense. "I still have my eye on you." He said slowly.

"Sadly." She mumbled angrily.

She then saw Caroline walking towards them. Elena went to move towards her, but Damon grabbed her arm.

"Stay with me, baby." He made his best pouty face, and let his eyes bore into hers.

Elena looked at him. She made him believe that she was actually thinking about staying with him.

But she wasn't.

She tugged her arm free. "Bite Me." She spoke, and walked over to her friend.

"With great pleasure, Just tell me where!" He called after her.

Elena just rolled her eyes at his comment and ignored the fluttery feeling in her stomach as she grabbed Caroline, who was slightly confused, but then remembered him from last night.

"Was that Da—"

"Don't even ask, Care. Just forget about him." She replied annoyed.

They walked out of the Grill together. Caroline, completely unaware of the blue-green eyes of Klaus staring at her; and Elena, completely ignoring the deep ocean blue eyes of Damon boring into her.

A/N: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I know it's been long, and I apologize to keep you guys waiting—So I tried to make this chapter longer. But on another note, how did you guys like it? I'm not really a sure about this chapter. Sorry for the lack of Delena. So, please let me know what you guys think. Oh, and I'm going to try to ask you guys a question each chapter. So this chapter's question is: Do you guys want Damon to live in Klaus' apartment, so they could be roommates, or keep him at the ancient boarding house? I hope you all had a great Christmas, and Happy New Year! Be sure to let me know what you think. See you guys next chapter! Xx

-Melissa