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and predictions you have put out there...Keep them coming! Okay so this chapter *drum roll* finally has flashbacks! Wooo! I hope it came out okay, please let me know. There will be more leading to that "thing" that happened last year. Anyways, the sex scene in this chapter might be icky for some so skip over it if you must...Although, it will give an insight of how twisted Damon's mind is when it comes to Stefan...

So a few characters requested are in this chapter

laughingsmyfav = Amber Claire, defansalvatore = Hannah Thompson, Liz = Liz Gomez

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Chapter 6

I want to strangle Ian Samuels with his own dick Damon thought furiously. Sucking up to my Elena…I'm sure he has plenty experience with sucking. Damon shoved the school doors open forcefully, almost breaking them. He gritted his teeth as he stepped into the parking lot. 'Oh Elena I got detention just for you babe wanna go watch Hannah Montana now?' He might as well have showed her his vagina.

"What a moron," Damon muttered. Damon Salvatore was in no mood to smile which pissed him off even more. The fact that Elena had such a force over him further incensed his overwhelming anger. Why the fuck is this bothering me so much? He can fuck her with a stake, dildo, and his two inch dick for all I care… Damon clenched his fist at the thought. He better not fucking touch her! I don't want his little dick anywhere near my Elena. Damon flung the door to his black Audi open and threw his pen and Scarlet Letter book in the backseat. He sat in the driver's seat but did not turn on the ignition. Instead he just stared out of the window ,with his piercing blue eyes, in thought. What was it about Elena that drew me in…..

*Flashback*

Stefan and Damon Salvatore had just arrived to Mystic Falls high in their own respective cars. They had just come from Chicago, Illinois which they knew they would miss severely. Stefan had worked with some of the brightest minds in Loyola University, even discovering how to make blood so vampires could live openly among people. It turned out to be great for the world, not so much for Damon who preferred it from girl donors. Damon had wasted his time being a playboy in his penthouse and eating beautiful girls (food wise and sex wise) obviously. Eating and having sex with them until they almost split open. Another population of girls to deflower just for me Damon thought complacently. He hoped Mystic Fall's pussy was as good as Chicago's. They had moved to Mystic Falls because Zach no longer wanted to live or take care of the Salvatore boarding house. Stefan and Damon knew they would never sell their precious house. Plus, Stefan was insistent in experiencing high school. They would start as sophomores so they could get a good three years out of it. Plenty of time for Damon to screw.

"Well brother I'm surprised you didn't show up in a suit and tie for your first day," Damon mocked. Stefan shrugged at his brother's joke and slung his brown messenger bag over his shoulder. "You actually brought a backpack?" Damon couldn't help but laugh at how pathetic his little brother was.

"I actually am looking forward to experiencing high school since we never really did," Stefan told him with a hard face. "I know you are only here to look up the cheerleader's skirts."

"They don't have to be cheerleaders. They just need to have a vagina, brother. Anyways, why are you acting so holier than thou? You get a lot of action too."

"I actually get to know the girls unlike you. I take them out on dates and get to know them because believe it or not…I'm looking for the one."

"Okay Nicholas Sparks," Damon chuckled. "Good luck with that. I'm sure sooner or later you will realize that girls are whores."

"It's disgusting how badly you talk about them. They aren't objects, Damon."

"Sure they are. I'm in a playground and they are all my playthings."

"One of these days you are going to fall in love and she's going to break your heart."

"Okay whatever you say." Damon rolled his eyes at the absurdity that was his brother. "I just don't understand why you don't admit that you love screwing girls."

"It's not screwing," Stefan countered. "And yes I'm a guy so of course I enjoy sex but I'm not a dick about it like you."

The walked into the school and Damon couldn't help but smile at how many girls and some guys had frozen in place. All eyes were glued on Stefan and Damon as they made their way through the school hallway. Some were whispering about how hot they were, some were fanning themselves, and some were just plain frozen. They were two different flavors of hot. One brother with light hair and green eyes the other with black hair and blue eyes. Mystic Falls High had just hit the jackpot.

"There's a new class in school," Damon told one of the girls by the lockers, winking. "It's called Damon 101 and you can all study me on my bed…naked of course." Girls fluttered and gasped as he winked at each one. Stefan sighed and rolled his eyes at his older brother. Every time they arrived somewhere he had to turn it into a circus by provoking the girls.

"I suggest you smile brother," Damon told him. "If you don't they are going to think you are gay and only the guys will be fanning over you."

Stefan lifted his chin, his jaw situated, and placed his eyes on Damon. "Let them think what they want. What does it even matter? I know who I am."

"So do I. You are Stefan—a brooding version of Tina Turner."

"I'm going to go get my schedule," Stefan muttered. "Later."

"Don't get lost," Damon called after him, cynically. "Poor guy can't find where his dick is even with a map." Damon looked down to see a girl standing in front of him. She was very cute and all he could think of was how good of a fuck she would be. The girl looked at him closely, trying to read his face. "Well, hello beautiful. What's your name?"

"Liz," she answered in a small, fragile voice. "Liz Gomez."

"You are very pretty Liz," Damon told her honestly. He bent his head down to kiss her. She touched her lips in shock. She looked up at him with wide and naïve eyes. I can't take advantage of her Damon told himself. Something about the girl made him feel guilty. She was way too childlike…He rubbed her shoulder briefly before proceeding through the school. And there at the very end of the row of lockers stood a girl. She had straight brown hair that traveled well past her shoulders and eyes that matched the color of her hair. She had a doe like expression and at that moment Damon wanted to protect her despite there being nothing to protect her from. He stood in his tracks with a vast amount of curiosity. I also want to fuck her brains out Damon mused. I bet she's tight as hell. Damon looked down before looking back up quickly and making his decision. He noticed her eyes followed his movements towards her. Startled, she opened her mouth partly as if she had just seen the most gorgeous guy in the world. I just made her life he thought superciliously.

"Why hello there," Damon greeted her with his most seductive and charming voice.

"…Hi…" She looked a little…petrified? She probably thought he was a mirage.

"What's your name?"

"Elena."

"That's a lovely name. I'm Damon and no I'm not a mirage and no you aren't dreaming. I'm real." He smirked at her. "How about we skip the small talk and get straight to it. Do you want to start with oral sex, anal sex, or just good old fashion missionary?"

"Excuse me?" Her eyes turned into piercing rage.

"You can cut it out with the good girl act," Damon replied. "I know what kind of girl you are…and you look like you need a good roll in the sack. So my car or yours?" Damon didn't feel the slap until after her hand had left his face.

"What was that for?" Damon asked, his voice flat as he touched his cheek.

"You're a sick asshole," she told him angrily. Before Damon could react she turned on her heel and stormed away. Well that was a great first impression.

*Present*

Stefan and Jenna walked hand in hand through the mall. He was glad it was the weekend and he promised himself that he wouldn't be absent to school anymore starting Monday.

"Is there any store you want to go to?" Stefan asked. They stopped outside of a store and Stefan leaned on the nearby wall.

"Yes in a little while…right now I just want you to hug me," Jenna told him, going into his arms. He held her lightly as he soothingly ran his fingers through her hair. The day had progressed fairly well. He was happy that he could spend time with his girlfriend…but deep down inside he felt a knotting feeling in this pit of his stomach. He had gotten accustomed to the familiar feeling…the feeling that he rather have Bonnie in his arms. Don't say that Stefan thought feeling guilty with every second that ticked. Jenna is an amazing person. You don't even deserve her. But as much as he tried fighting the feeling he couldn't keep his mind away. He was in love with Bonnie and he wished he had told her before starting a relationship with Jenna. From the moment he saw her…he knew Bonnie was the one.

*Flashback*

"Why are you staring at that Bonnie girl brother?" Damon asked as he stuffed a fry lobbed with ketchup in his mouth.

"What?" Stefan asked, breaking his focus on the beautiful brunette girl sitting at the lunch table with two other girls.

"You could be a little more subtle if that's what you are shooting for." Damon shook his head. "King Kong in the middle of a cafeteria is less obvious."

"There's something about her," Stefan replied softly, cementing his gaze back onto her.

"Yeah, she's hot."

"I'm not talking about looks—although those are perfect. I just feel like there's a great power coming from her…and when I first saw her…there was this intense connection."

"An intense connection? Grab dick, insert in hole. Simple as that."

"Damon," Stefan said. "I'm being serious. You don't feel it?"

"Nope." Damon retrieved his soda and took a sip. "You know what I feel? A wicked boner. If you don't go fuck her, I will."

"Please don't. I really like this girl…give me your word that you won't have sex with her."

"A blow job at least?"

"Damon."

"Fine, whatever. She's all yours…As long as you stay away from someone as well…"

"Who?"

"That girl that is sitting with them, blissfully oblivious to the world around her."

"The one reading the book?"

"Yes, her name is Elena Gilbert. Don't fuck her brother. She's my conquest."

"Fine by me. I wasn't even interested," Stefan replied. "Is that all?"

"No." Damon took another sip of his soda. "I also want us to play Bro-Attack tonight."

"Damon, no. You know I don't like doing that to girls."

"Fine if you don't…I'll go over to your precious Bonnie and compel her to suck my dick right in front of you. You haven't been laid in like a week since you last saw your annoying as hell girlfriend from Chicago."

"Don't do this."

"Stefan, stop acting stupid. You aren't killing anyone and those girls are more than willing for sex. Yes or no?"

"Fine," Stefan responded after a few long minutes of thought. "Only because I don't want you to touch Bonnie."

"Whatever. I'll see you tonight."

Damon always got his way…It was something Stefan had learned to accept.

Stefan thrust into the girl with a frown on his face. The girl on the other hand had her eyes closed and was moaning so loud you could hear her over the music. Her name was Hannah Thompson and she was absolutely beautiful but Stefan wasn't enjoying himself. It felt so wrong to him. Hollywood Undead, Damon's favorite band, was blasting through the house. The lyrics lingered in Stefan's ears.

Start getting loud I wanna party now, if you hate on Undead that's a party foul

I only drink Mickey's I can't afford the cans, I drink so much they call me Charlie 40 hands

If the keg is tapped, then you're getting capped take ur girl to the sack and I'll take a nap

Ladies Drink em fast so I could have a blast You got ur beer gog's on and I'm getting ass

Like oh my god is that Charlie Scene ladies show me ur treats like its Halloween

You got a fake I.D and ur 17 I'm a complete catastrophe buzzing around you like a bumble bee

So let's take some shots, do a beer run and flip off a cop.

Girls give me props and there on my jock, Paris Hilton said that's hot when she saw my cock!

"Hurry up Stefan!" He could hear Damon call from the other room. "It's my turn! Cum already and get out." Stefan thrust into her one more time before rolling off of her and letting out a sigh of relief. He didn't want any more girls tonight. He felt disgusted with himself. Hannah Thompson ran out of the room and into Damon's. Damon was having a foursome with three cheerleaders. He smiled as he noticed Hannah at his doorway.

"I'll get back to you lovely ladies later," Damon told them. "Hannah needs my attention now."

Damon effortlessly stood up, grabbed her hand, and pulled her towards him by her waist. He wasted no time in planting his lips on her. He kissed her wildly as they gave into the sexual passion. Abruptly, he turned her vigorously and pushed her into a lying position on his enormous bed. His hands found themselves discovering her wicked body. Damon didn't know why but he loved fucking girls after his brother…it made him feel dominant…powerful. Because he knew that his cock would rock their world more than Saint Stefan's ever could and it gave him twisted pleasure. Damon was a better fucker than Stefan ever would be. The more things Damon was better at than Stefan…the more pleased Damon was. Hannah and Damon were both luckily naked so they wouldn't have to spend their time with removing clothes. He trailed his fingers on her pussy as his lips captured hers. He slowly trailed kisses from her face and neck down to her breasts. He greedily sucked at each breast teasing the nipples with his fangs and cutting them slightly. Hannah didn't seem to mind as her hips uncontrollably moved up to him to feel skin. Her knee gently rubbed against Damon's cock and Hannah froze. He was big. How much big cock could she take in one night? She wasn't a very experienced person. She was glad that Stefan had left her moist.

"Do me now," Hannah begged as she wrapped her legs around him.

"I'm going to be more intense than my little brother," Damon warned with a knowing smile. Hannah returned the smile and used her hands to grab at his cock to place it at her entrance. He pushed into her until he hit the end. Hannah bit her lip. Stefan was big but Damon was definitely bigger. She closed her eyes as her wet walls accepted his thick cock. He wasted no time in going slow. Damon thought making love was for pussies. Fucking like animals was the way to go. He slammed into her hard and fast. His hands found themselves underneath her ass so he could push her up to him.

"Tell me I'm a better fuck than my brother," Damon ordered her as he fucked her like a lion.

"You are way better," Hannah told him. "You're bigger and better."

"Good." Damon grinned. He was determined to beat Stefan at everything. After the epic disaster that was Katherine…he would never be second best.

Elena and Ian couldn't help but sneak glances at each other. They had loved their dates these past days and felt like giddy school children. They had decided to eat at Mystic Fall's Junk World because not only was it good food but Elena had a soft spot for go-karts and miniature golf. It was a perfect date place because it was a restaurant and a fun zone. Caroline and Bonnie also joined them with their own respective dates. Caroline had brought Matt along as her date and Bonnie had brought Tyler Lockwood. Elena didn't really know Tyler too well despite growing up with him but she knew he was a self-centered jock. He was also capable of being a dick when provoked but he preached to Ian on how much he really liked Bonnie…So as long as Tyler treated Bonnie with respect everything was good for Elena.
"So dudes you ready to order or are we just going to watch these two look at each other like Romeo and Juliet?" Tyler asked, motioning towards Elena and Ian. They both turned bright red and looked away from each other.

"Okay…sounds good," Ian finally said. "I'm buying for everyone tonight my treat." Everyone thanked Ian before calling the waiter to order.

"Ian you don't have to pay if you don't want to," Caroline told him. "I can always fuck the waiter so we won't get a bill."

"Caroline!" Elena and Bonnie said in unison.

"What?" Caroline asked innocently.

"You have a date tonight," Bonnie told her, glancing at Matt. "Don't talk like that."

"You can fuck me anytime," Tyler told her honestly. "That is if Bonnie doesn't want me. Otherwise my cock is all hers."

Bonnie's eyes widened as she turned a deep shade of red. Caroline just winked. It was getting pretty uncomfortable for the rest of the group.

"Anyways," Matt said clearing his throat. "Elena, I've noticed you've been talking to that jackass Damon a lot. What's up with that?" His voice hinted his jealousy.

"She doesn't go looking for him," Ian cut in. "He follows her around like a creep. He's obsessed with her."

"Why haven't you gotten a restraining order?" Matt asked. "What if he forces himself on you one of these days. That guy is mental."

"Damon is kind of…intense," Elena said, her hands flat on the table. "And most of the time I hate him…but I think Bonnie may have been right….he could be misunderstood." Why the hell are you defending him? Elena thought He's an ass! You should be telling them how ridiculous his obsession is and how much he bothers you! But Elena didn't really like hearing her friends insult Damon for some reason…That was her thing.

"What?" Ian asked her bewildered. She noticed everyone's eyes were glued on her.

"But," Elena added quickly. "He really does need to do something about his annoying obsession. It's becoming too much."

"Agreed." Ian nodded and was followed by an unpleasant silence.

"I'm going outside to get some air," Elena told them. "I'll be right back."

"Do you want me to come with you?" Ian asked.

"No, I'm fine. I'll be quick."

Elena didn't work well with awkward situations. It reminded her of that time she had walked in on a party clown practically having sex with some girl in a public restroom…It left her scarred especially since the clown reminded her of Ronald McDonald. The image of Ronald with his dick in his hand was etched into her mind painfully. After that she absolutely hated awkward situations. She was not a fan. A light breeze greeted her as she stepped outside. She took a moment to inhale the natural scent and close her eyes. Why had she been irked when Matt and Ian were talking like that about Damon? She didn't feel love for Damon that was for sure…but still…it bothered her that it bothered her. When she talked nasty about Damon it felt natural and necessary but others doing it? It was like little shocks in her body. Next time I will let them say whatever they want Elena thought to herself and I'll even join in insulting. A part of her wanted to know why Damon was the way he was. Now that she thought about it Damon did show very brief moments of kindness. What if he was the stereotypical bad boy with a good heart? No, she refused to believe that. Still…he had been kind to her every now and then despite being the biggest perv known to existence.

*Flashback*

Elena stood in line waiting for her turn like a happy child that was going to Disneyland for the first time. Amber Claire had gone to visit Mystic Falls to sign copies of her book for charity money. She had written all the Emily Austen Mist House series which Elena had grown up with. Elena had worked for her one hundred and twenty dollars by cleaning the house spotless inside and out. It took her days to do it. Amber Claire wanted to raise money for her charity A Token of Hope which helped kids with health issues that are unable to pay. There was no writer that Elena loved more. She hoped one day she could be an amazing writer like Amber Claire.

"You should relax before you urinate in your jeans." Damon's voice caused a jolt through her. Had he been standing behind her in line the whole time? She really was an unobservant person at times.

Elena spoke with effort. "What are you doing here?"

"I love Amber Claire," he replied simply.

"Don't tell me you are just here to get her number?" Elena frowned.

"Believe it or not I love Amber Claire. I'm a big fan of her Emily Austen series."

"Really?" Her eyes lost some of the coldness in her eyes that had been seeping through the edges.

"Yes. Emily Austen is fucking hot. The whole time I was reading it I just thought of how much I would love to fuck her virgin pussy."

"Emily Austen is an iconic figure similar to that of Buffy. The way you talk about women…its sick."

Damon ignored the anger in her voice. "Relax Fanny Fern. I actually really do like the books above the sexual fantasy."

Elena looked as if she had swallowed something painful. "Whatever you say." She turned her back to him and noticed that she was almost up. Waiting for hours was finally starting to pay off. The lady at the table greeted Elena kindly as more people entered the private tent-like room to Amber Claire.

"It's going to be a hundred and twenty dollars please," the woman told Elena. Elena fumbled through her handbag scoping through the items to find her money. Shit Elena thought as she frantically pulled out her things. The woman looked at her worriedly as Elena displayed a panic show for everyone to see.

"I have the money," Elena reassured the woman, but she sounded more as if she wanted to reassure herself. She had put the money in a tiny envelope in her purse but it was nowhere to be found. Elena raised her bag enough so she could see the bottom of it. In horror she realized that there was a small hole but big enough for the envelope to slip out. Why me? Elena thought on the verge of tears as she searched her bag again.

"I'm sorry honey but we are going to have to go with the next person if you don't have the money," the woman said softly.

"Wait!" Elena begged in total desperation. Elena's tears were now going down her face in a stream. This would probably be her only chance to meet Amber Claire and now everything was shattering around her. She dropped her bag and slid down onto the floor.

"Hello babe." Elena could hear Damon greet the woman. "I have some money. Here you go." Before Elena could process what she had heard, Damon's hands were lifting her off the floor.

He grinned at her while wiping the tears away gently off her face.

"What?" Elena asked confused.

"Go," Damon told her. "It's your turn. Try not to have a stroke while you are in there."

Elena blinked as she was being led inside by one of the volunteers.

*Present*

Damon had done that about two years ago for her. After that…he had used all his time to screw almost all of the girls in school which disgusted Elena…but still…she could never forget that he had been kind at that moment. It was probably why she let him hang around despite him annoying the hell out of her. I better go in now Elena decided. She was about to pull the door when Ian had beat her to it. He stepped outside.

"You okay?" he asked, burying his hands into his jean pockets. Elena took a moment to appreciate the blue in his eyes and his model good looks.

"Yes, I'm fine. I was just thinking."

"I'm sorry," he swallowed. "I know it got kind of awkward back there."

"It's not your fault," Elena told him. "I'm weird…little things bother me…"

"But…you're okay now? I'll do anything to make sure you are okay." Ian asked with severe concern. What had she done to deserve a guy like Ian giving her the time of day? He was too kind and too caring for this world.

"Yes," Elena told him with a smile. Without hesitation she hugged him tightly.

"I promise on our next date when it's just us…You'll have so much fun you won't want it to end," Ian said ever so softly. Elena looked up at him suddenly and before she had the chance to process anything Ian reached down and kissed her lightly...as if she were a precious moment. They pulled away when they heard footsteps approaching. Damon was staring at them, his eyes red fire.

A/N: What did you think of the flashbacks? And what flashbacks would you like featured later?

Do you like Ian and Elena? And did you notice TYLER? ;D