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It was Monday morning and for the first time since their kiss, Elena would get to see Damon. All through her weekend, spent hungover, Elena relived the night. She relived the feel of his lips on hers and his gentle touch on her face. Elena could do nothing but smile.

Everything seems better and brighter today. Her coffee was sweeter, the journey to work was quicker, the temperature was higher, little things like that helped Elena through the Monday morning slump.

Elena arrived at the firm and she was ecstatic to see Damon, but she didn't want to get her hopes up by wishing for another taste of him. She greeted Bonnie Bennet, a younger lawyer who was always kind to her.

Elena started up her computer and found an email from Damon, consisting of all the tasks that should be completed today. 'How nice' Elena thought as she quickly began working on task number one.

The day drew on as Elena completed all of Damon's tasks. She thought it was strange he had not called on her at all today. She convinced herself he was just busy, he didn't need her assistance. Both plausible, but she was a bit worried. 'What if he doesn't want to see me?' The though ran through her mind a few times that day.

It was the end of her shift and Elena decided to go see Damon, she needed to apologise for Friday, for her drunkenness, and she wanted to see him again.

She knocked on his door and made her way in.

"Miss Gilbert. Sit." He seemed surprised to see her. "About the other night..." Damon began.

"Oh, that's what I wanted to talk about." He sat back and listened to her. "I'm so sorry about getting drunk. It was totally out of line, and that's not me. Sorry you had to put up with it. I swear next time that..." Elena knew she was rambling but she didn't suspect what Damon said next.

"Elena, there will not be a next time." He said with greatest sincerity. Her world came crashing down. The walls closed in on them. His words echoed through her. She didn't understand.

"But..." Elena couldn't find words. She wanted an explanation, yet he was making it clear she shouldn't expect one.

"I do not wish to explain myself to you Miss Gilbert. I have a reputation and business to maintain and you know fully well that it's unacceptable for me to engage in a relationship with an intern. Respect my decision please." He couldn't look her in the eye. She was confused. Only a few nights ago was he hitting on her, kissing her, just to cold shoulder her. What kind of game was he playing?

"Goodnight Mr. Salvatore." Elena said with an urgency, standing up. She could hear her voice cracking and felt the tears threatening to spill.

With such a speed, she made way for her car, disregarding everything on her desk. She flopped down on the soft leather and locked herself inside. Why was she so sad, it wasn't like they were in a relationship. 'But there could have been' said the voice in the back of her head. Bashing the stealing wheel, Elena let the first salty tear roll down her cheek.

Once she composed herself, she drove home to meet a waiting Rebekah.

She made her way inside and let her things drop by the door as the tears silently flooded her face.

"Hey, hey! How was..." Rebekah's blissful voice faded as she saw her state. "What happened?" Elena was being pulled into a protective hug and she let herself sob into Rebekah's shoulder.

"You were right. He doesn't want me." The words were painful to admit out loud, but it was the truth. Her heart felt battered and bruised.

Laying over the couch, Elena and Rebekah indulged themselves in ice-cream and romantic-comedy movies, although no amount of these things would set Elena free from the ache in her heart.

The last thing she heard before drifting off into a tear ridden sleep was Rebekah's warm voice.

"Anyone who doesn't want you, doesn't deserve you." Despite her words, Elena knew she wouldn't, she couldn't, give up on Damon.

hi again! Next chapter I plan on being Damon's point of view, because I think you guys deserve some answers regarding his hot-cold behaviour. Please keep on reading or suggesting the story to friends, keep on following the story and what not and as always Thank you x