DOWNSTAIRS

Damon left the bathroom laughing to himself, seeing the smirk written on Stefan's face that told him he was blocking Stefan's game. He walked down the stairs lazily, sipping his scotch as he went and halted at the bottom of the stairs. Shit, I left Elena down here.

Elena glared at him from the couch in the living room. Damon was no longer in love with her, and noticed that her glare was not as intense. Elena thought she could "compel" him to do her bidding because he had loved her, but now he was no longer trapped under her spell. He smirked and pointed a finger at her.

"You are not as powerful as you think little girl" Damon laughed, walking over to the bar and refilling his drink. The glasses clicked softly as he poured and moved glasses around. Elena simply sat on the couch with her arms crossed, waiting for him to be done.

Damon took his time, then sat down on the arm of the chair across from her. She looked up at him, trying her hardest to get Damon to feel bad for her. He almost choked on the scotch as he began laughing.

"Now you just look stupid, knock it off." He laughed and wiped his mouth.

"Well, is he coming down?" Elena asked with a pouting tone that told Damon she was pissed. Damon had forbidden Elena to come into the house since her last unfortunate visit, but she managed to con him into letting her at least stay in the living room when she had business with either of the brothers. Damon was still a sucker sometimes. He shook his head no at her question.

"It like Twilight up there…except that Caroline is already a vampire. I almost threw up just being around the two of them, and that would have been a shame because I fed on a very spicy blonde earlier with just a hint of vanilla in her blood." He licked his finger tips to further exemplify his point. Elena twisted in her seat, uncomfortable at the idea of Damon feeding on humans. Damon winked at her, making her seriously uncomfortable.

"Well I can wait." Elena crossed her legs and pulled out a book. Damon sighed to himself, rolling his eyes and sliding into the chair, his legs dangling off the arm rest.

"Ok, maybe you didn't listen. Or maybe you haven't read Twilight," Damon was mocking her. Elena promptly cut him off mid sentence.

"ME? Who the hell do you think got Caroline to read it?" Elena was leaning into the sentence, emphacizing that she wanted credit and obviously attention. Damon closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, he felt like she was giving him a head ache.

"Okay you OBVIOUSLY did not listen to me!" Damon shouted at her, the veins in his face forming, and receding before he could truly scare Elena. She leaned back against the couch once more, satisfied that she had gotten a response from him.

"I'm just saying." Elena muttered, staring at him again.

"Ok, well whatever. I don't give a shit about twilight….My point….wait what was I talking about? Oh right Stefan, right now he is helping Caroline, remember? That girl who is your best friend? Yeah the blonde one who really needs someone right now, and since you suck at being a friend, Stefan is working it. Damn my brother for being so nice." Damon threw his hand up in the air at Elena, exasperated that she looked like she was going to interrupt him. He was frustrated and irritated and unable to think of any other words to express how much a lunatic he thought she was, and how hard it was to deal with her.

Elena smirked at Damon and closed her book slowly, climbing seductively off of the couch. To kneel in front of the chair Damon was splayed across.

"What? What the fuck do you want?" He was so angry with her, that her presence made him want to drain her so she would leave him alone.

"Well we could make our own vampire story. I mean, you could turn me into a vampire." Elena had widened her eyes, trying to appeal to Damon's sexual side. She drew her hand up his thigh looking him in the eye as she spoke, never blinking. "I mean think of how great the sex would be." She giggled a little, trying to make herself blush. Damon watched her, entranced and knowing he wanted to hit her. "I would be just as strong as Caroline, you like her don't you? I could be her." At those words Damon snapped out of it and stared at her, pressing himself into the back of the chair and away from Elena.

He shoved her away from him and stood from the chair, never spilling his scotch. He was impressed with himself.

"Seriously? I would never turn you! And you could never be half the woman Caroline is, she is like my sister! You cant just want to be a vampire so you can match someone's strength. A person who has never even laid a hand on you, despite your repeated provocations and verbal abuse! A person who still wants to kindle your friendship even after you have treated her like shit!" Damon shouted at her, then calmed a little bit to respond more sarcastically. "Plus, I don't want to be around you for all eternity, you are annoying as hell! If that is what you hope to do, please stake me when you become a vampire because a world with you as an immortal would suck worse than the current presidency." Damon watched her, as he jaw dropped open and she realized that she would not find what she wanted from him.

"Fine! I will just go ask Klaus! He owes me anyway!" Elena scrambled to pick up her things and leave the house, Damon on her heels to the door. She swung it open roughly, the door hit the wall hard, knocking down a mirror in the process.

"That's seven years bad luck you jerk!" Damon shouted at her as she stalked out into the drive way. He shut the door swiftly and began laughing. She will never find Klaus. But deep down he knew that Elena wanted to become a vampire and would stop at nothing to become one. He pulled his phone out and messaged Katherine, Elijah, and a few other vampires he knew, and alerted them not to change Elena. He chuckled to himself. Plan thwarted bitch.