A/N: I'm sorry this is a short chapter, but it's getting there :/ I Hate short chapters, and I try to only write long ones, but I didn't know where else to end it, so I will try and post two chapters today:)

Chapter 7

~~Damon POV~~

"How could she?" He mutters to himself, pacing around an old oak tree in the forest, if a surge of power, he jumps to the top. "Stefan… Of all the lowest scum on Earth, she had to say Stefan." He sighs, looking toward her house, It'd have been better is she said anyone else, even Mutt. But Stefan? And not even his full name. Just Stef." He ponders the thought for a moment. "From know on, I am calling him Stef. As in Steffany."

He sighs, leaning against the tree, trying to put the pieces of his heart back together.

~Elena POV~

"How could I be so stupid?" Elena cries. Over half an hour passes before she gains control on herself. As soon as her breathing has calmed, and her voice stopped breaking on every whispered syllable, she pulls out her phone dialing Damon.

"You've reached Damon. Leave a message or hang up. I don't give a fuck. And if this is Elena, Hang up. I have nothing to say. Beeeeeeeeep." His voicemail bleats out.

"Damon, it's Elena. I'm so sorry. That was a mistake, and I don't know why it happened. I'm sorry. I love you. If you still feel the same, you'll call be back. If not, the I don't-" The machine cut her off mid-sentence. "Damn it!" She growls, rolling up in her bed. She turns, looking at her lamp, and see's his black under-shirt… He must have forgotten it. She reaches out, pulling it to her face, as she breathes in deeply, relishing the last thing to been hers and his. Before it was just her… She looks at the ceiling, tears welling up in her eyes, "I won't leave until he calls me back."

12-24-10

Dear Diary,

What have I done? I was finally happy. I finally felt like I belonged. I finally felt more then Lust. I had found love, in Damon of all people. But I love him. He is amazing and perfect and protective and everything a girl could want. And what do I do? I go and blow it.

Well… I'd better start from the top. Isobel showed up again, this time with a premonition. Something about drifting from Stefan and being with Damon. And then Damon showed up, and she disappeared. He brings be to my room, but he can quickly tell she compelled me, and we exchanged blood to get the memories she took back. Somewhere in the middle of the exchange, Stefan walked in. going all hissy fit and ends it. I called Damon… and well… we got together. I love him. I love him so much it hurts… but I think I just hurt him… We were messing around, and things got hot and heavy… and in the heat of the moment… I said Stefan. Of all the low life scum in my life, I said Stefan. And Damon stormed out. He won't take my calls. He wont answer my texts. It's almost like he fell of the face of the earth.

God I miss him… So much. No matter where he is, I hope he knows that.

Elena sighs, setting her diary back under her mattress, and checking her phone. No new messages, of course. She groans, texting Damon, -Family dinner tomorrow night. Me, Jenna, Alaric, Jeremy, and Bonnie… plz come? Xoxo-

She curls up in bed hoping for a reply, shocked that she gets one.

-One New Message-

-Damon-

-We need to talk. ASAP.-

She texts back, -In my room. Window is open. Plz hurry.- She smiles, jumping up and pulling on a short, silky, black, night-gown. She sits on the bed, hopping he'll hurry.

"Elena?" Damon says, standing behind her.