Disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Diaries nor the characters. But, if I did, I would so put Damon and Caroline together! DAROLINE FOREVER!

A/N: Hey guys, okay... as you may know the last 5 chapters have been the original great chapters by DarolineWritingGoddess. This chapter is the next chapter (new) that I wrote. First one since the adoption of this story. I hope I don't disappoint! ;)

Anyway, Enjoy!

Chapter Six

Elena wrapped a fresh towel around her slumped frame as she got out of the heated shower. Looking into the large mirror before her, Elena stared at her still red and puffy eyes. She couldn't believe all that had happened earlier. After knowing how she felt about Damon, Caroline still went and slept with him. Not once, but twice!

Elena's brows furrowed slightly, but what confused her more was what she exactly felt about Damon. She knew she loved Stefan and she always would, but with Damon it was something different…

Sighing, Elena walked out of the bathroom and into her room, the slight chill of the room causing her wet body to shiver. Elena's head snapped forward as a low chuckle was heard at the other side of the room. Elena fumbled with her words at first until she was able to voice something out, "What are you doing here?"

The younger Salvatore grinned widely causing Elena to shiver once again. Something about that expression wasn't right… especially not on Stefan. Her Stefan.

Elena stood frozen, as she watched Stefan walk towards her form, his grin still in place, "Oh, I'm sorry, were you expecting the other Salvatore?"

Elena's eyes softened slightly at Stefan. His expression may not say it, but hurt flashed through Stefan's eyes. But before she could really tell, Stefan let out another low chuckle, his eyes going ice cold once again. Elena nodded her head in disagreement, "No, never again."

Stefan's brows arched slightly, "Finally found about Damon and Caroline…?"

Elena said nothing, her eyes drifting to the ground, as the events of earlier playing through her mind, causing her to frown slightly. Stefan noticed the frown that played on Elena's lips only to have his grin fade, his face softening. Stefan stepped closer into Elena, now only a few inches apart. Unknown to what to do, Stefan hesitantly placed one of his hands on her bare shoulder. Elena's eyes snapped towards his piercing ones.

And for a second.

Just a second.

She swore she saw emotion.

Damon downed the rest of the bottle, throat aching slightly at the burning sensation that the liquid created. Eyes opening, the fuzziness of everything confused him slightly. Huffing in a breath, Damon simply poured more bourbon into one of his many empty glasses. Without even a second thought, Damon gulped that one whole as well, the aching in his throat lessening as he downed another glass.

And another.

And another.

Everything played through his mind. Everything. Every face seen, every hurt expression shown, every painful word said. Everything.

Closing his eyes, Damon tried to clear his mind only to have everything haunt him more and more. The words drilling at his skull, having his head pound harder and harder.

And throughout it all, only one face came to mind. Only one beautifully hurt face came to his fuzzy mind. Her face. Caroline's face.

He didn't know why his thoughts kept coming to her, he didn't know why in this very moment, he wasn't paying any attention towards how he hurt Elena. All he knew was that right now, this very moment, he felt like along with Elena, he had hurt Caroline as well, and that fact made his insides turn.

Stumbling off the couch, Damon tried to grab his jacket that lay beside him on the couch, only to continue on stumbling towards the door of the boarding house. Opening the door, Damon exited the boarding house only to go to one place.

Caroline's place.

Caroline's eyes trailed the rough paper, her eyes admiring the drawing before her as her mind continued to wander towards everything that had occurred earlier. Elena's hurt expression replaying in her head when she found out that her best friend was sleeping with someone she may or may not have feelings for. Damon may think that Elena would never love him, but being her best friend— ex-best friend… Caroline knew that underneath all of Elena's words, Elena had feelings for Damon. But, the thing was Elena loved both of them. Both Stefan and Damon. Caroline understood exactly why Elena would hate her. Unfriend her.

"This thing that happened between me and Caroline, is nothing," Damon snapped, "She means nothing to me."

In other's eyes— in his eyes… she was always nothing. She didn't know why she took Damon's words to heart, but she did. His words hurt. Hard.

But no. He was right. Whatever had happened between them was nothing. It didn't mean anything. It shouldn't mean anything.

Caroline's eyes found the drawing once again. The soft pencil marks catching her eyes, as she read Klaus' words over and over.

'Thank you for your honesty – Klaus...'

Sighing at loud, Caroline's thoughts were interrupted by her door bell ringing. Placing the drawing of her on the dresser near her bed, Caroline got up unsurely, slightly scared to face anyone at the moment; especially Damon. Stumbling slightly on her feet as she got up from her bed, Caroline made her way down the stairs and towards the main door. Caroline's breath hitched slightly at how cold the door knob felt underneath her warm hand.

Huffing in a long breath, Caroline opened the door, ready to face whoever was at the other side. Head facing forwards, Caroline's eyes widened at who she saw before her.

"Tyler?"

And there you go. How'd you like it?

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"We... kissed. You know when two lips pucker..." *lips pucker*

- Damon Salvatore