A/N: Hello! As always thanks for the reviews guys! Your words inspire me to keep writing even when I'm feeling too down to write, so thanks. I'm glad most of you liked the Delena dance last chapter and the moments….and that funny Louise and Elijah part. My friend(who is Louise) almost killed me for writing it haha. I'm about 19 reviews away from 200 so I'd really love it if you peeps can help me reach 200 with this chapter! soooo if I reach 200 by Saturday I'll post the next chapter that day if not until next week or later. Anyways, SOME of the grocery store scene was inspired by true events XD Hope you love that scene as much as I do. Wahaha

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Chapter 10

"Ian…" Elena's voice trailed into a slight quiver. "What are you doing here…It's late."

"Why were you with Damon?" Ian asked, sadness tainting his beautiful blue eyes. "So late."

"I—" Elena scrambled desperately for words. His eyes and voice were making her heart shatter into a million pieces. Ian was always so nice to her and such a genuinely good guy. It was hurting her seeing him so torn up. "Louise Garland asked me to go to a club with her and April. April invited Damon, not me."

"Why did he bring you home?"

"I told him I wanted Louise to bring me home but he insisted. He said he would appear in my room if I didn't go with him, I promise."

"You looked pretty happy with him. What happened at this club?"

"Nothing…we might have danced but I swear that is it."

"You danced with him?"

"It was nothing." Elena felt disgusted at saying these words. She was flat out lying to his face. Of course it wasn't nothing. Something had sparked inside of her when they were dancing. What it was exactly was something she needed to find out.

"You say you hate him," Ian scoffed. "Yet… you are going to clubs with him and dancing. You didn't even tell me—your boyfriend by the way—that you were even going out tonight. I called you and you said you were hanging out with Bonnie and Caroline. How am I supposed to know you aren't lying when you tell me it was nothing."

Elena fidgeted under his censorious glare. "Well… I was with Caroline and Bonnie tonight. They tagged along. I'm sorry, Ian. I can't imagine how angry you must feel with me. I don't know what I was thinking."

"I think I might have an idea," he replied softly, his gaze dropping to the porch floor. "Have a goodnight Elena."

"Ian, wait!" Elena chased after him, grabbing his arm. "I'm really sorry. Please don't be mad."

"Please just let me go," Ian said. "I need to get home."

Elena dropped his arm and tears welled up in her eyes as she watched him walk away.

Fuck, when was the last time I screwed a hot piece of ass? Damon thought as his drifting conscience was now awakened. He sat up on his bed and yawned. Light was creeping in from the blinds and reflecting onto the mirror and into his eyes. He winced, moving his hand in front of his face to stop the irritating light from blinding him. I can't believe I haven't fucked anyone. It's all Elena's fault I bet he cursed himself as he rubbed at his eyes to remove the fogginess. When his vision could see he was clearly naked he slid out of the bed and walked right into the shower. He looked straight down at his dick as water splattered over him, splashing his hair down onto his forehead. He tried poking at his cock and frowned when it remained in its limp lifeless form. Is it broken? Damon panicked in his mind. Is that why I haven't been in the mood to screw anything? He urgently grabbed at his dick and tried stroking it to life, gaining frustration at each failed attempt.

"Come on," he muttered to it. "Turn into the huge beast you are." He was now using his vamp speed to fondle it but it was still no use. The huge fucker doesn't want to participate in my Jack-off fest. I can't really work without him. He dropped it out of his hand when he realized defeat. Damon grabbed the shampoo bottle, squirted a reasonable amount into his hand, and lathered it into his hair. What the fuck is wrong with me?

Damon felt like doing a one eighty when he realized his useless brother was in the living room. Stefan was kneeling down buffing his boots.

"Well, good morning Mr. Rogers. You work on those spectacular dirty boots of yours. Perhaps you can work miracles."

"Why aren't you at school?" Stefan asked simply, continuing his attempt at glossing his boots.

"I could ask you the same question," Damon said. "But I don't really care why you aren't. Although, I'm sure it's because you want to catch an episode of Paula Dean Home cooking."

"And I bet you want to catch up on your book Meaningless Sex For Dummies."

"Oh how you know me," Damon replied with a smile. "But do me a favor and save your comedic performances for those little kids you go read to every Sunday at Weenie Hut Junior. It doesn't really work with my style."

"Are you sure it isn't because you feel threatened? After all you hate being second best when it comes to me. Am I not right?"

"Oh little brother," Damon chuckled. "Your jokes aren't funny—"

"Oh sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt," Jenna apologized, as she walked into the living room wearing nothing but panties and Stefan's shirt. "I'll just go wait in Stefan's room or something."

"Don't worry," Damon told her. "You can stay. I was just leaving." Fuck I forgot about our little Jenna problem Damon cursed in his mind. He's still doing her? Damn. Poor little bird…still masturbating to the thought of Stefan's dick instead of actually getting it inside her little virgin pussy. What am I going to do? I can't go with my original plan of compelling her to breakup with him. I'm sure she's loaded up in vervain….Stefan would make sure of that.

Jenna walked over to Stefan and sat next to him, rubbing her hands up and down his arms. I bet they fucked this morning and the little horn-bitch still wants more. I guess you aren't completely pathetic brother. Still… you belong with the little bird. I must to something. Damon gave her a faux friendly smile and walked out of the living room to retrieve his car keys from the kitchen counter. They must have thought he left because moans started to come from the living room. Damon smiled mischievously as he walked back to see them. They were so into their lovemaking, it made Damon want to gag. He rolled his eyes before exiting the living room once again. Thank God they don't work in the porn industry. Damon went back to contemplating Plan Jenna: The Sequel as he got into his Audi. Hmm…well I could…

Elena yawned as she poked lazily at her lunch. Caroline and Bonnie were still in line getting their food. She had been thinking about Damon and Ian since last night and it wasn't doing too well on her brain. She feared that her hair would start falling out due to the heavy thinking. She knew she really liked Ian but Damon she didn't know exactly how she felt about him. She thought she had hated him but she couldn't lie to herself. Behind the layers of hate and crap there was a little part of her that liked being around him. Around him Elena felt safe and he always lightened the mood with his stupid jokes. Also, when they were dancing she saw a side of Damon that she actually liked. He was so sweet when he was singing to her and when they had been dancing she felt as if she could stay in his arms forever. What the hell are you thinking Elena thought furiously. You sound like a craze-O! Ian is the one for me…it was love at first sight. I love him and I hope he'll be my first. She grabbed her soda and took a swig. She needed to wake up.

"Hey girly," Bonnie greeted, pushing her tray onto the table. "How are you feeling?"

"You mean from almost being raped last night by Hillbilly vampire? Ok, I guess. You?"

"I'm not going to lie I was still very creeped out last night when I got home…but you seemed like you had forgotten it all when you were dancing with Damon."

"Bonnie not with this again."

"I'm sorry. I was just really hoping that you finally realized that there's something there."

"No," Elena replied simply. "And there never will be." Maybe if she continued telling herself that…it would be true.

"What's going on hoes?" Caroline asked when she took her seat. "Are we talking about orgies again?"

"When have we ever talked about orgies?" Elena asked.

"Oh wait…that was that one orgy party I went to last week. Never mind." She shrugged and began eating.

"Caroline?" Elena and Bonnie spat at once.

"Hmm?" She asked innocently, taking a bite from her pizza.

"You were in an orgy?" Bonnie's mouth was open in shock.

"Uh-huh." Caroline nodded like a proud little girl. "It was really fun. We even did a chain link. There were flying dicks all over the place, yummy!"

"We know you are sex's number one fan and everything but my God an orgy!"

"BonBon you need to chill your little ass down. It was a way to have fun. No need to make a big deal about it."

"What do you mean no big deal?" Elena joined. "Aren't you scared of getting pregnant or getting a STD?"

"STD?" Caroline asked blankly. "Does that stand for super thick dick?"

"Oh my god," Bonnie muttered, shutting her eyes in frustration. "No it does not mean that! Do you pay attention in health class?"

"Sure I do," Caroline said defensively. "We went over quadratic equations today or something like that."

Bonnie and Elena exchanged looks of astonishment before bursting into a fit of giggles.

"Oh Caroline," Elena said through breaths. "We love you!"

"I know you do. What would you do for entertainment without me?" Caroline nodded and continued eating.

"Beats me," Bonnie agreed, turning to Elena. "Okay this is totally off topic but Louise told me to tell you to meet her at the library when you are done eating."

"Oh okay." Elena swallowed another gulp of soda. "I'm not even hungry. I'll just go see her."

"Alright see you later."

Elena scooped up her books and tossed her messenger bag across her shoulder before exiting the cafeteria. Out in the hall, she looked down quickly to the floor when she saw Damon coming in through the front doors. She hadn't seen him all morning so he probably just arrived. He was probably out doing some girl Elena thought. It always bothered her that he used girls but this time it bothered her that he was doing girls while he claimed he loved her. Just remember Elena told herself seriously he only wants you for sex.

"Please don't see me," Elena murmured to herself, trying to blend in. Too bad you could never really fool Damon.

"Exploring the school floor eh Dora?" He asked teasingly. "Or just trying to avoid me?"

"I have to go to the library Damon. Please don't talk to me."

Elena tried walking away but Damon's grip around her arm prevented her from doing so. "What's wrong?"

"Ian knows," Elena replied, her voice almost a whisper. "I don't want him to see me talking to you anymore."

"Serious question, are you bipolar?" Damon asked, anger contaminating his voice now. "How is it my fault? The only thing I'm responsible for is the fact that you had fun last night. If you don't want to talk to me fine then. We'll see how long you last with Captain Boring. Ian can't give you what I can." Damon released her arm. Elena felt like double crap now. She had made both of her boys mad.

"Louise?" Elena called softly through the empty and exceedingly creepy library. No one was ever in here and it seemed as if Louise wasn't either. Elena sighed and seized a book from the shelf. She flipped briskly through it until she heard two voices approaching. It was Louise and Elijah. To her horror she realized Louise had extreme sex hair and Elijah was buckling his belt. Oh God why do I always come at the awkward moments with these two. They are like sex bunnies.

"Elena… hi," Louise greeted ineptly. "Were you waiting a long time? Sorry."

"Um no," Elena said. "I actually just got here so don't worry. Hi Elijah."

"Hello." He cast her a smile then turned to Louise. "I must go now. I have a few errands to attend to." He grabbed her by the waist and pressed his lips on hers. "Goodbye Elena. It was pleasant seeing you again despite the uncomfortable circumstances we seem to be fond of."

"Likewise," Elena told him.

"I'm glad you came. I wanted to have a little girl talk with you." Louise grabbed her hand and lead her to the floor in the corner. They pressed their backs on the wall and slid down to a sitting position.

"First off….I wanted to apologize about what happened at the club. I had no idea that would happen. I still can't believe he tried to…." She pinched her voice to an awkward whisper. "rape you."

"Luckily nothing happened," Elena said softly. "And anyways it was nowhere near being your fault. I'm glad you got us out of there, thank you."

"Least I could do."

"I just want to put all that stuff behind me. I rather not think about it. What else did you want to talk about?"

"Oh, I also wanted to tell you that I'm here for you. I know we haven't known each other that long but I would really love it if someday we could be close friends. You are really great company Elena."

"You too," Elena replied. "I think you are super cool and so is April. I mean you love books and you are so easy to talk to…I feel like I've known you for years. Plus, I've seen you in uncomfortable situations."

"Oh that." Louise's cheeks turned a deep shade of red. "Yeah sorry about that too. Elijah and I…never really get tired of sex. At least I don't."

"How do you two keep it up after so many years of dating?"

"When you love someone, as much as Elijah and I love each other, it's really hard to get tired. No pun intended. We also find ways of keeping things fresh in the bedroom. We have a….positions chart."

"Positions chart? Huh?"

"Like sex positions…."

"Oh…" Elena felt stupid thanks to how oblivious she could be. How was it possible to be so damn unaware when it came to sex. She felt like Hannah Montana right now….

"You're a virgin aren't you?" Louise asked.

"Yes," Elena swallowed.

"I think that's a good thing. I waited almost fifty years before giving in to Elijah."

"Really? That's a really long time… literally." Damon was right Elena laughed in her head.

"I know," Louise replied. "I used to be such a nervous wreck. I thought that if I had sex I would regret it. It turned out to be the best decision I ever made though because, I mean, I love Elijah. He makes me feel safe and so loved. So, what I'm trying to say is…don't give sex up to just anyone. When you know he's the one that's when sex will feel like there is no better feeling out there. You don't have to wait fifty years to realize it."

"I'll keep that in mind, thanks." Elena nodded and pushed her knees up so she could rest her face on them.

"Okay so honesty hour. Do you like Damon?"

"What—no—what?"

"Elena, I've been alive or well—undead—for quite awhile now. You don't have to lie to me. I can tell you are confused and need someone to talk to."

"Honesty Hour huh? I really don't know how I feel about Damon. Sometimes I really can't stand him but there are times where he can be so sweet…I'm torn up inside. I know I really like Ian though, now that's for sure."

"So you love Ian but you don't know how you feel about Damon? Do you think it's possible that you might like or even love Damon deep down?"

"I'm not in love with him, I swear, but I think I might be in danger of falling in love with him someday…I know I'm definitely attracted to him."

"I don't blame you. He's quite the charmer. Well, maybe you should think about this on your own for a bit. Develop your relationships with Ian and Damon….I'm sure the answer will come to you soon enough."

"What answer?"

"The answer to your question regarding Damon."

"Oh….yeah we'll see. I think I should get to class now." Elena pushed herself up.

"It was nice talking to you."

"It was nice talking to you too. And Louise?" Elena peered at her from over her shoulder.

"Yes?"

"Thank you."

This was Damon's first time grocery shopping and he was not pleased. Stefan was the one who usually did the shopping… but the moron insisted he had to go out hunting for penguins or whatever the hell it is that he eats….giraffes? They needed food for their human visitors and Damon's guilty pleasure of eating human food. Stefan ate it because he actually felt as if he were a human. Pansy. Damon whistled a tune while he pulled out the shopping cart and pushed it lazily through the aisles. Now what was I supposed to get? Damon pondered. Apples and….pizza? Yes, pizza. What else? Chicken? Mmmm….Peanut butter and Jelly… Oh and cereal. Damon loved Golden Grams. He wished he could live in Golden Grams land where everything was Golden Grams and nothing hurt. He started plucking things off the shelf and tossing them into the cart like a madman. Why not just get a shit load of food? Enough to feed a starving village. He retrieved a box of raisins. Does anybody even eat raisins anymore? He shrugged and also tossed it into the cart. Now for the Golden Grams. Damon pushed the cart into the cereal aisle. To his dismay, a woman was standing right in front of the Golden Gramsyapping away on her phone and blocking the shelf from the heavenly goodness. Hmm….I'll just easily persuade her to move with my undeniable good looks and charm.

"Excuse me ma'am," said Damon, channeling as much charm into his voice as he could muster. "Could you please excuse me? I need to get a box of cereal." He used his index finger to point innocently at the shelf behind her.

The lady quickly scanned him before making a scoffing sound and rolling her eyes. "You can wait."

"What?" Damon's brows pulled towards each other. She must be a lesbian. Maybe if I offered her a dildo?

"I need to get that cereal. So in other words…move now."

"Listen asshole, I'm talking on the phone so quit being rude."

How the fuck was I rude? Damon clenched his jaw. I could just rip her fucking throat out and mold it like play dough. You do not stand in between me and what Jesus eats in heaven.

"I'm going to be here for quite awhile so shoo," she told him, and made a waving motion.

"That's it. You have five seconds before I ram your ass with my cart," he said in a threatening and dead serious voice. "If you think I'm kidding prepare your ass cheeks for cart marks."

"You don't have to be a rude asshole!" She closed her phone shut and turned to glare at him. "Didn't your momma teach you manners."

"Well, it was over a hundred years ago so my manners are fading. If you don't want to shut your damn mouth I can always break your jaw by sticking my big cock in your mouth."

"I don't know why they let trash like you into this store," she muttered, before proudly walking off.

"I don't know why your parents didn't stack up ten condoms instead of one when they accidentally made you," he uttered back. "Go back home to your twenty year old broken vibrator." Fucking bitch. She definitely hasn't been laid since 1000 B.C.

She flicked him off before disappearing into the meat aisle. Well, that's ironic. He turned to the cereal shelf and grabbed seven boxes of Golden Grams. Hmm…I need tape and a sharpie to label my Golden Grams as 'Damon's property'….which when I take inventory will include Elena's pussy. He smiled knowingly and continued browsing through the store for more food.

"Damon is that you?" A pair of eyes peered at him through the shelf from the other side.

"Jenna?" Damon pushed his cart to the other side and sure enough it was Jenna.

"I know I just saw you this morning but how are you?" She asked, loading some tuna fish into her own cart.

"Fine. Not really a fan of grocery shopping though."

"Me either but Elena and Jeremy never want to do it so…"

Damon's heart tingled at the mention of Elena's name. He really was a love struck fool. "Next time we'll make Stefan and Elena go shopping while we go party."

"Sounds like a plan." Jenna beamed. Damon could tell that she was totally checking him out. Who wouldn't besides the ugly beast from earlier. A little light bulb was clicked on by the devil on his shoulder.

"Actually…" Damon started. "We are having a party—well more of a get together—tonight. Would you like to come and join us? We could have a few drinks."

"Well…" Jenna swallowed. "I don't know…will Stefan be there?"

"Sure," Damon lied. "I'll drag him to it. Come on….doesn't a beautiful woman such as yourself deserve a little fun every now and then?" He presented the captivating Damon smile at her to seal the deal.

"Okay then," Jenna agreed. "Will you help me unload the grocery to my car?"

"I'd love to." An evil grin spread like fire across his face.

A/N: Soo….is anyone Team Grocery Shopping Damon? xD I just LOVEEE writing Damon's POV…way more than Elena's because Damon is so much fun to write and his mind is so twisted…a lot like mine actually so it comes natural. Pretty please help me reach 200 reviews guys! I'd love to see what you thought about that last scene and the whole Jenna thing. Xoxo