Elena's Point of View

Damon followed me out of the shower with a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. I fixed his problem, without any complaint.

"Come on Elena, don't tell me that you didn't like my little move that I pulled on you," He slipped his hand underneath my towel. I slapped his hand away.

"I liked it, now you need to keep your hands to yourself Mr." I went to my closet picking something cute to wear.

"I can't help my hands Elena. I think they have a mind of their own," His arms curled around my body and gingerly gripped my breasts in both hands. My body grew warm and I held back a moan that was creeping up my throat. The more I let things like this happen the less I was going to be able to get away from him. Sometimes being with someone for too long can easily pull you away from the rest of the world.

"Damon, stop it I'm serious," He had a childish grin on his face. He pulled his hands away reluctantly. Inside he was a child. A child who couldn't keep it in his pants for 5 minutes that was.

"Fine, let's have a bet shall we. To see who can keep each other's hands from the other the longest," I thought through what he said trying to make sense of it. I stared at him for a while.

"You do know that you're not winning this bet don't you?" I wasn't really sure how much self control Damon had. But not enough to keep his hands off of me.

"Don't judge a book by its cover Elena," He pointed his finger in my face. I pushed it away and threw some clothes on.

"I'm not, I just know you to well to know that you can't resist me Damon," I teased sliding my hand over the spot where his male organs were. He groaned. Just from that groan, I knew he wasn't going to be able to make it.

"And another rule Elena, there will be no teasing. That's just not fair," I laughed.

"How else am I going to get you to give in?" Damon followed me throwing his old clothes on. He insisted that we just get back into bed and stay naked earlier and I was about to take him up on that one, but then I knew that I couldn't get too caught up with Damon, not when Stefan was still in the picture and aunt Jenna was going to wonder where I have been and of course she wants to check up on me and make sure that I'm not dead.

Damon sighed in frustration. "Not a lot of teasing then Elena, but I promise you that you won't be able to resist MY charm," He grinned. I lightly slapped his face and headed down the hall to the kitchen. Damon continued to follow me until he heard something and stood staring at the door.

"Damon, come on I'll fix you some breakfast," I furrowed my brow and stared at him. I didn't get what he was staring at. "Damon," He was next to me and practically dragging me back up stairs.

"What, can't even resist me for this long," He covered my mouth and threw me in my room. "Damon? What's going on,"

"Stay quiet and stay in here,"

"Tell me what's going on first," He stared at me for a moment and then spoke.

"It's Stefan. He's here on your front porch. Don't you dare let him in Elena, you have no idea what he's going to do," My phone buzzed in my pocket.

Stefan: Elena. I need to talk to you, now tell that to Damon, please we need to talk

I looked back up at Damon.

"He just wants to talk that's all," I spoke softly. Stefan and I needed to talk anyways. Damon shook his head back and forth. He no longer trusted his brother, not after what he had done to me. I pressed my palm to Damon's chest, stared into his eyes trying to get him to trust me.

"I promise I won't let him hurt me Damon, but please promise me that you won't be far away," He didn't like this anymore than I did.

"I just want to make sure that you are safe Elena. If he ever hurt you again," I gave him another reassuring pat on the chest. I gazed into his eyes. I loved how much he cared about me.

"I'll be alright. I won't let anything bad happen, you have to trust me Damon, I've got to get this done and over with," He pulled me close once more and pressed a kiss to my forehead.

"I do trust you Elena, it's him I don't trust," And he was gone like that. I didn't know where he was off to, but I knew that he wasn't going to be very far away. I took a deep breath and headed back downstairs to the front door. Stefan wouldn't just barge in on me, but I knew he was standing calmly behind that front door. I took a deep breath before opening it and saw him standing there. I tried to see the look on his face and what was going on in his head, but it was hard to really tell. It was a mixture of hurt and confusion also a little anger was present. Why wouldn't there be?

"Stefan, please come in," He was allowed in even before I said this, but he wouldn't enter without me saying so. He respected me that way. Stefan stepped in and closed the door behind him. There was an eerie silence between the both of us. I wasn't sure whether to let him talk first or if I should start. I thought it was better not to say anything and let him do the talking. Besides he was the one who pushed me out the window.

"Elena, we need to talk about what's going on," His eyes looked up. He wanted to talk about this in my bedroom. My bedroom was actually really messy from Damon and I's activity's together. That would be present to Stefan. I closed my bedroom door and sat on my bed looking up at him, again waiting for him to say something first. He should have said something first.

"Go ahead and talk. You are the one who threw me out the window," I spoke a little more harsh than I would have liked.

"Elena, that was a complete accident, you know I would never do that to you. I would never intentionally hurt you. I was going for Damon, but you got in the way because apparently you were trying to save him,'

"Yes, I was because you were attacking him, something that's not in your nature. He's your brother Stefan and he did nothing wrong, this was all my choice and you should have come to me first," I spoke calmly but I could see how frustrated Stefan was getting because of me.

"Elena," He leaned in closer to me, as he leaned in ready to argue his case he must have spotted something, something on my neck. I quickly slapped my hand over where he was looking, a wrong move on my part.

"Did he bite you Elena? I knew he was compelling you so he could do whatever he wanted to you Elena. Why did you trust him?" I stood up in anger. Of course Stefan would assume that this was all Damon's fault and that it didn't have anything to do with me.

"Stefan, did you ever think once that I can make choices for myself? I let Damon bite me, I wanted him to, and I took some of his blood and if I didn't then I might not be here right now," I stood up in front of him.

"I know that you don't trust him, but I do. I've gotten to know Damon a lot more. A lot more than you ever have or ever will,"

"Elena, I can understand if your compelled. Don't worry we will take care of him personally. Elena I love you and I did something really stupid, but I didn't know what to think or do because I thought that I lost you forever," Stefan would never be able to understand what was going through my head. He was so keen on thinking that everything was Damon's fault.

"What did you do that was so wrong Stefan?" I stepped closer to him. Now it was my turn to get mad at him. He looked down at the floor.

"Elena, I'm going to tell you the truth. Katherine and I," He didn't need to say anything more. I knew what he had done, but I couldn't believe that he would ever do something like that. I was about to slap him on the back of the head.

"Stefan? Are you completely out of your mind? Why in the world would you ever do something like that? This is Katherine we are talking about. If there Is anyone to blame about not trusting, it's Katherine," Stefan stuck his hands out in front of his face almost grabbing me. I pulled back.

"I know Elena, and I'm sorry, but I was just so angry and I did a lot of thinking," I squinted and continued to stare at him

"What kind of thinking did you do Stefan?" He was getting frustrated now.

"I was just thinking about love, I love Katherine, some part of my still feels for her and I can't help that and I wanted to see what it was like with her again okay, so yeah we did it together, because I was upset with you," Stefan was most definitely in a state of confusion and hurt.

"Well then clearly this means that we are done Stefan. I wish you knew your brother more and I guess I wish you knew me a little more too," I was ending the conversation, but he wasn't ready to end it just yet. He had one more question for me.

"Elena, I want to tell me why you did it? What made you go for Damon instead of stay with me?" He grabbed hold of my wrist. The real reason that I went for Damon instead of Stefan was because it took me some time to realize how much Damon loved and cared about me and how much he was really hurting inside and Stefan, well there were plenty of guys out there like Stefan. Damon was a one of a kind.

"I don't really want to talk about it Stefan," I tried to pull away from his grip.

"Elena please, if anything from this conversation matters it would be this one simple question, what made you leave me for Damon?" His grip was getting stronger.

"It's because I felt bad for him, okay. You don't notice sometimes at how much he is really hurting and Damon loves me, and cares about me. Stefan I love you," I brushed my hand over his cheek. "But it's Damon, it's always going to be Damon,"

A/N: I'm sorry readers, I don't mean to take so long, but last week and this week just have been stress out the wazoo and I haven't had a whole lot of time to write. But here's the chapter and I loved the last line. I switched it around a bit and I hate to have Stefan get hurt but Damon needs some loving too. Thanks again review please